In Mr. Li's eyes, Xu Qing is a once-in-a-lifetime martial arts prodigy, and he is also the best candidate for the Chinese martial arts in the future. Moreover, he is kind to the entire Li family, or the Li family owes him a huge favor.
You have to pay it back when it's time to pay it back.
When Xu Qing noticed the problem in Old Li's legs and feet, he started to yell at him. In fact, he was scanning the old man's legs and feet with his clairvoyant eyes. He found that several arteries in the old man's legs were half blocked by blood clots, just like those in a traffic jam.
The road section became extremely narrow, and the worst part was that all small and medium-sized arteries were affected. A word popped into his mind, vasculitis.
Vasculitis is a chronic disease and a very troublesome disease. It is more difficult to treat for people of Mr. Li's age. In fact, there is a quickest way to amputate both legs and go to the treatment tank at Wuhun Base.
He lay down for a week, but Mr. Li was obviously unwilling to do this. He would rather stay in a sanatorium and become as sick as silk rather than use the quickest methods. Xu Qing didn't understand, he frowned and even stopped talking.
When Mr. Li saw this boy suddenly looking at his legs and feet in a daze, with a frown on his face and thinking hard, his heart felt warm. The old man could feel some complicated emotions in his eyes, including confusion and a hint of concern.
There seems to be something else. Human emotions are the most difficult thing to understand.
"Are you wondering why my leg doesn't go to the Wuhun base for treatment?" Mr. Li turned sideways and picked up the tea cup next to the chair. The tea was already cold but he didn't seem to care about it. He brought it to his mouth and took a sip.
Xu Qing nodded seriously and said: "The treatment tank in the Wuhun base can completely cure a minor problem like yours. If my guess is correct, you must have vasculitis!"
"Oh!" A trace of surprise flashed in Mr. Li's eyes that was hard to catch, but he quickly returned to normal. He looked at Xu Qing with interest and said, "You are so awesome! You can tell at a glance that I have the disease.
Damn it, have you ever studied medicine before?"
Xu Qing nodded seriously and said: "My adoptive father suffered from this disease before, so he learned a little from the barefoot doctors in the countryside. When we shook hands just now, I took the opportunity to check your pulse, which seemed to be the blood vessels in your legs.
If it is blocked, but it is not completely blocked, it is called vasculitis."
Mr. Li smiled and said: "You are absolutely right. I am suffering from vasculitis. If I go to the Wuhun base, it can be cured in a week at most. However, there must always be something worth persisting in this life. Just
It’s like I don’t use a healing tank.”
"Something worth persisting in?" Xu Qing chewed on the taste of this sentence, which seemed a bit difficult to understand, and seemed to be able to capture something different, but couldn't put it in words for a while.
Xu Qing pondered for a long time, then his eyes flashed brightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Li, I have a way to cure your disease, can you let me try it?"
When Mr. Li heard what he said, he couldn't help but move slightly. He moved his lips twice and wanted to say something. Unexpectedly, an unpleasant voice came from the door at the right time and choked him back.
"Nonsense, can Mr. Li's disease be cured by anyone? He's young and has quite the ability to exaggerate..."
Xu Qing had his back to the courtyard gate. When he heard the voice, he frowned and turned his head. He saw an old military doctor in a white coat and military uniform walking in quickly with two girls dressed as nurses, followed by a pleasant-looking woman.
The girl in question is Mr. Li's granddaughter Li Huixian. She has been missing for a while. This girl's breasts seem to be several times more bulging than before. You can see her changes at a glance.
When Li Huixian saw Xu Qing's eyes suddenly lit up, she subconsciously bit her lips hard with her teeth. The pain was so painful that she almost screamed. It was him, it was really him.
Who is Mr. Li? Seeing the excited expression on his granddaughter's face, he vaguely understood something. His eyes gradually narrowed. This girl, no wonder her whole person has changed since she came back from Outer Mongolia. It seems that the reason is still with Xu Xiaozi.
Woolen cloth!
When the old military doctor in white coat saw Mr. Li squinting his eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and his taut and thin cheeks also relaxed a little. The voice just now was indeed a bit abrupt and bad. Could it be that it made Mr. Li unhappy?
Mr. Li was trying to figure out his granddaughter's thoughts, but he didn't know that the old military doctor was trying to figure out his thoughts. No wonder the ministers under the emperors in ancient times had a saying about trying to figure out the holy will. If a person is in a higher position, he will naturally be able to find someone to exploit.
People come to try to figure out what you are thinking, are you happy or sad? There has been no shortage of people like flies and dogs since ancient times, and they are unavoidable today.
In fact, the old military doctor is not a person who likes to be aggressive, so he regrets his mistakes. His original intention is definitely for the sake of the patient, and sometimes it is inevitable that he forgets the identity of the patient.
"Dean Zhou, didn't you say that this guy is boasting, but I really want to try his method!" Mr. Li squinted at the old military doctor and spoke in a leisurely tone, as if he was asking for his advice.
Like an opinion.
This old military doctor is the vice president of Longwushan Sanatorium and an expert in the treatment of various vascular diseases. This time, he will serve as Mr. Li’s attending physician. He can’t wait to cure Mr. Li immediately, even if his political future is lost.
Fei Yue can at least add a lot of color to his career. What he has to do is not only try his best to treat, but also firmly hold Mr. Li's treatment rights in his hands. Now a young guy pops up out of thin air to boast, how can he do that?
Don't make him furious?
Dean Zhou took two steps forward and said eagerly: "Mr. Li, I can't guarantee that I can cure your disease in a short period of time, but I will never risk your health. Give me another two months, and I believe it will be cured."
You can use the safest treatment methods to restore your health.”
What he said was very sincere, but it was a bit irritating to Xu Qing's ears. With the help of the clairvoyant eye, he could be said to be 100% sure of curing Mr. Li's disease, not to mention two months, just two days.
It's all a waste of time.
"I'm risking Mr. Li's health by co-writing. With my method, it doesn't take two months, two hours is enough." Xu Qing said in a nonchalant manner, and gave the old military doctor a blushing look on the spot.
Dean Zhou naturally wanted to show due respect to Mr. Li, but the brazen young man in front of him made him extremely disgusted. Two hours? Even using the latest nano-robots to enter the artery and unblock it cannot be done in such a short time.
It's effective, and there's a risk of bursting a blood vessel if you're not careful. This bastard simply doesn't know how high the sky is.
Xu Qing ignored the old military doctor who was trembling with anger, smiled and winked at Mr. Li, and said confidently: "Old man, two hours is enough to use my method. Tell me something you don't like to hear.
Anyway, you won’t get pregnant if you give it a try.”
Poof - Mr. Li took a sip of herbal tea and sprayed it all over Dean Zhou's body. There was such a big tea stain. It was a good idea to try not to get pregnant.