"Why am I talking nonsense?" Hou Qiuping sneered: "Lao Lan has pulmonary fibrosis and has difficulty breathing. The medicinal soup in the barrel is so hot that ordinary people will be in danger of suffocation if they go in, let alone him. I don't know
What do you think, but what you do is simply murder!"
Lan Guoli followed: "I believe what Mr. Hou said, so it must stop immediately! Jun Hua, you are really fooling around, why don't you help your grandfather lie down on the hospital bed quickly!"
Lan Junhua looked at Hou Qiuping and then at Lu Tiande, feeling a little hesitant.
Both of them are masters of Chinese medicine, but now their opinions are so different that she doesn't know who to listen to.
At this time, Jiang Zhihao said: "Lao Lan is already terminally ill and must be given heavy medicine to put him to death before resurrecting. There is indeed a risk of suffocation in the wooden barrel bath, but this is done to completely cure his pulmonary fibrosis...
..."
Before Jiang Zhihao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Hou Qiuping.
The master of Chinese medicine said with disdain: "Who are you? You have no right to speak here, just stay here!"
Jiang Zhihao was so young that Hou Qiuping thought he was Lu Tiande's junior, so naturally he would not give him a good attitude.
"Why can't he speak? Do you think you are the King of Heaven?" Lu Tiande said angrily.
Hou Qiuping sneered and said: "I am not the King of Heaven, but I am a doctor. I know what can be done and what cannot be done. Instead of disregarding human life like you! Let me tell you, you just want to kill Lao Lan on purpose!"
"You fart!" Lu Tiande was trembling with anger and wanted to rush over and slap him twice.
Jiang Zhihao gently pulled him, indicating that he didn't need to be angry, and then said to Hou Qiuping: "Are you Hou Qiuping, the elder Hou? I know that you are a master of traditional Chinese medicine like Mr. Lu, a highly respected famous doctor. But this time the treatment
, I have a high degree of confidence that nothing will happen. We have prepared the Nine-turn Resurrection Pill in advance, which will definitely cure Lao Lan’s disease!"
"Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill? Is it that magical medicine that has been very popular recently and can cure any disease?" Hou Qiuping laughed, but his tone was full of contempt: "It sounds like a lie at first sight, and some people really believe that there is such a thing in the world.
Such a magic medicine? If it really existed, how could Lu Tiande not come up with it for so many years? Speaking of which, I was quite surprised that a person like Lu Tiande actually came out to defraud money. Why, the family is short of money? Shortage
You tell me about the money, I can't lend it to you, so why bother doing these things that seek money and harm people's lives."
Lu Tiande's face turned red, just out of anger.
"Go, put the old man on the hospital bed, and then drive out all the irrelevant people!" Lan Guoli ordered.
Several bodyguards who came with him immediately stepped forward.
However, Lan Junhua stood in front of them and said coldly: "Don't come over!"
Lan Guoli said very unhappy: "Lan Junhua, are you out of your mind, girl? What do you want to do!"
"I just want to save my grandfather's life!" Lan Junhua looked at Hou Qiuping and asked, "If you are asked to treat me, are you sure you can cure my grandfather?"
Although Hou Qiuping was angry with Lu Tiande, he didn't dare to talk nonsense when it came to such serious matters. He shook his head and said: "Pulmonary fibrosis is an irreversible terminal disease. With the help of drugs and acupuncture, it can last for about a year.
Half a year is already the limit. It is impossible to cure Bian Que even if Hua Tuo is alive."