A garden full of oriental classical charm is located among the mountains. The surrounding scenery is beautiful, and there are small bridges and flowing water in the garden. Everywhere is beautiful.
At this time, the garden was heavily guarded inside and outside, and a large number of well-trained guards were spread throughout the garden. Not even a fly could fly in.
Deep in the garden, the guards outside a three-story building were even tighter. At the same time, there were many doctors and nurses in white coats going in and out of the building. Almost everyone was walking in a hurry, and their faces were full of anxiety.
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The atmosphere inside and outside the small building was depressing. No one dared to talk or laugh, or even speak.
After Ning Shuang finished the phone call, she walked into an elegant bedroom on the second floor. There was fine sandalwood burning in the bedroom, with wisps of green smoke, which could calm the mind. Such top-quality sandalwood was simply not available on the market.
I bought it, because the price of just one stick of sandalwood is enough for ordinary people to buy a three-bedroom house. But at this time, there were three sticks lit in the room, and the incense burner was already full of ashes.
After Ning Shuang walked into the room, she turned a blind eye to the incense burner with smoke curling up. She quickly walked to the bed and asked softly: "Uncle An, how is grandma now?"
On a classical wooden bed carved with various patterns of flowers, birds, and orchids, an octogenarian old man is sleeping. Although the old man looks kind, her hair is covered with silver threads, and her forehead has been eroded by time and has many wrinkles. Moreover, the old man's breath is weak and his face is pale.
Everything indicates that the old man may not have much time left.
The person who was checking the old man's pulse on the bed was Uncle An, who was closely guarding Ning Shuang. He put the old man's wrist into the quilt, shook his head slightly at Ning Shuang, stood up and sighed.
"Xiaoshuang, you have to make plans early!"
Ning Shuang bit her lip tightly, tears instantly welling up in her beautiful eyes.
"No, I can't just give up!"
On the other side, an old doctor in a white coat also advised: "Ms. Ning, the old woman's body had internal injuries, and it is very rare that she can survive until now. But the internal injuries consumed a lot of her energy, and now almost all the organs in her body are damaged.
If a serious disease occurs, even if the gods come, there may not be much that can be done. To use a common saying, the old man has run out of money and it is almost impossible to save him!"
Ning Shuang nodded, "I know, but I still want to give it a try. I don't believe it. Grandma has been suffering all her life and will eventually collapse from this damn internal injury."
Seeing that Ning Shuang insisted on her own opinion, the old doctor stopped trying to persuade her. He sighed and shook his head repeatedly.
Uncle An thought for a while and asked: "Xiaoshuang, what did the young man named Qin say?"
Ning Shuang shook her head and sighed: "He still refuses to come over. I think he doesn't believe me. After all, he took his girlfriend away from me."
Uncle An sighed and said: "I have learned about Bao Songlin's situation in detail. It is said that since the young man named Qin helped him to recuperate, Bao Songlin's health is getting better day by day. Not only has his appetite increased greatly, but his hair is also white.
It turned black again, which is really amazing. This young man named Qin does have real skills. If you can invite him to show the old lady, maybe a miracle will happen."
Ning Shuang bit her lip hard and said resolutely: "If I go to invite him again, if he doesn't believe me, I will invite him over even if I kneel in front of him!"
After saying that, Ning Shuang turned around and walked towards the door of the room.
But before she could walk out of the room, there was a loud noise outside, and then the door was pushed open.
Ning Shuang's female assistant appeared at the door and said to Ning Shuang excitedly: "Miss, Doctor Yan and the others are here."
"Really? Where are they?" Ning Shuang looked surprised and hurriedly greeted them out, quickly arriving at the living room on the first floor.
In the living room, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties was sitting on an antique sandalwood chair drinking tea. Beside him, a young man with a face that was somewhat similar to the middle-aged man was looking at him.
Looking at the stairs, he saw that although this person was pretty handsome, his face was pale and his eye sockets were sunken. One look showed that he must have indulged in sex for a long time, which has caused serious damage to his body.
When Ning Shuang appeared at the top of the stairs, the young man immediately stood up and greeted him excitedly: "Shuang'er!"
"Brother Dapeng!" Ning Shuang nodded to the young man, then walked quickly to the middle-aged man, "Uncle Yan!"
The middle-aged man put down the tea cup and stood up with a smile, "Xiao Shuang, how is the old lady doing now?"
Ning Shuang shook her head slightly and sighed: "As Uncle Yan said yesterday, grandma is dying. Uncle Yan, do you really have no other solution?"
The middle-aged man frowned and said, "I'll go up and take a look first."
Ning Shuang immediately led the middle-aged man and his party to the second floor and asked the middle-aged man to take the pulse of the old lady on the bed.
While the middle-aged man was checking the old lady's pulse, the young man kept looking at the tall Ning Shuang. His eyes kept falling on Ning Shuang's plump breasts and round buttocks. In his beautiful eyes,
There was an undisguised lustful look, as if she wanted to see Ning Shuang's perfect body through her clothes.
After a while, he came close to Ning Shuang, first took a greedy sip of Ning Shuang's body fragrance, and then whispered: "Shuang'er, don't worry, grandma is a lucky person, she will definitely be able to get through this smoothly.
. In order to treat my grandmother’s illness, I made a special trip to find someone to beg for a hundred-year-old bird in the past few days.
Ginseng, my dad said that this ginseng is very useful. Even if it can’t cure my grandmother’s disease, it can help her live a lot longer. You may not know that this kind of old medicine is very rare. I also rely on it.
I made many friends and spent a lot of energy to finally find a way..."
The young man's lips almost touched Ning Shuang's ears. Ning Shuang frowned slightly, took two steps away calmly, and then said: "Brother Dapeng, thank you! How much did you spend on buying ginseng? I will definitely tell you later."
I’ll give it back to you twice as much!”
"Hey, with our relationship, why are we talking about money?" the young man said with a smile, and there was a sense of frivolity in his words.
Ning Shuang frowned slightly. Although she was dissatisfied, she did not react to the young man's frivolous words because she was concerned about her grandmother's condition.
After a while, the middleman checked the old lady's pulse, then took out a ginseng and said to Ning Shuang: "The old lady has indeed run out of oil. Now she can only hang herself with this century-old ginseng, and then think about it."
Other ways.”
"Thank you, Uncle Yan!" Ning Shuang was very grateful and immediately asked her assistant to arrange for people to stew the ginseng. She accompanied the middleman and his entourage to the living room outside.