Taoyuan little fisherman

Chapter 897 Heart Attack
Although Xia Yinyin couldn't move, the longing in her eyes couldn't be fooled.

Although he was born in a wealthy family and loved by thousands of people, he couldn't help himself due to illness.

"Yinyin, don't be sad, grandma is with you."

Seeing her granddaughter's teary eyes made Mrs. Xia's heart ache so much that she leaned against the bed trembling, leaned her granddaughter's head against her body, and patted her to comfort her.

Xia Weiguo sighed, rubbed his dry eyes, pointed at the painting chair and said, "Old Xu, please!"

Xu Qian nodded with a smile, instead of sitting on it, he turned around and pushed the white-faced thick-tailed ape in front of him.

"Xiaobai, the wall is full of Yinyin's previous photos. You can create by looking at these photos. I know you can draw very well. Come on!"

Wearing a mask and a peaked cap, the white-faced rough-tailed ape looked up at the photos on the wall from under the brim of the hat, and had already begun to conceive in his heart.

"Old Xu, this..."

When Xia Weiguo heard that Xu Qian didn't draw, but asked a child to draw instead, he immediately objected, but Xu Qian stopped him with the word "shh" as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Be safe and don't be impatient, I'll explain to you later." Xu Qian finished in a low voice, signaling everyone not to disturb the white-faced thick-tailed ape.

The white-faced rough-tailed ape just quietly looked at the beautiful girl on the wall for about 10 minutes before sitting down and picking up the paintbrush.

He wears gloves on his hands, which look bulky, but he writes very neatly, and begins to spread color on a large area of ​​the canvas.

Xu Qian looked at the white-faced rough-tailed ape's bold coloring, and pinched his chin to study, surprised and admired, but he didn't have the decisiveness and courage.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the fun, and experts watch the doorway.

Xu Qian understood what the white-faced macaque was doing, but Xia Weiguo, a layman, thought that the white-faced macaque was scribbling.

All kinds of irrelevant color blocks are randomly painted on the canvas, without any rules at all, and without thinking too much, the brush directly greets upwards.

This is completely different from the paintings of the painters he has seen before.

What is this kid doing?

Seeing Xia Weiguo's frown deepened, Xu Qian couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Xu Qian smiled, Xia Weiguo stomped his feet, pointed to the white-faced rough-tailed ape and said to him: "I said, old Xu, what did you do? It's fine if you don't want to paint, I can find someone else, you Why bring a child to mess around?"

"Brother Xia, don't get angry, just watch it for a while." Xu Qian was still smiling, and he had great confidence in the white-faced rough-tailed ape.

Wang Tianhui watched quietly from the side. Although the white-faced rough-tailed ape is completely immersed in the painting now and has no communication with him, Wang Tianhui can use psychic skills to feel the joy and excitement of the white-faced thick-tailed ape when he is painting.

As long as it has this mood, then this painting must be another masterpiece.

Wang Tianhui was more determined about the white-faced rough-tailed ape, he was not worried about the result at all, so he glanced at the grandpa and grandson snuggling together behind the curtain.

The first thing he looked at was Xia Yinyin.

After staring at it for a few seconds, Xia Yinyin's illness and treatment appeared in his mind.

The TCM syndrome differentiation, medical theory and pharmacology of ALS, including prescriptions and acupuncture methods, emerged one by one in Wang Tianhui's mind. The moment he appeared, he seemed to have practiced it himself and memorized it by heart.

Among the many treatment methods, Wang Tianhui chose the prescription that is the easiest to operate and the traditional Chinese medicine is easier to get together.

For a critically ill patient like Xia Yinyin who has almost completely lost her mobility in the middle and advanced stages, this is the last chance.

But the Xia family is very opposed to Chinese medicine, how can they treat Xia Yinyin?
It doesn't matter if you don't work hard, Wang Tianhui really can't bear to see a young girl in her prime go to the end of her life like this.

At this moment, Mrs. Xia suddenly became short of breath.

"Old Xia...Old Xia..."

Xia Weiguo was still frowning as he watched the white-faced rough-tailed monkey painting, but when his wife called him, he immediately turned his head away in surprise.

Seeing Mrs. Xia clutching her chest, her face was pale, her head was covered in cold sweat, and her lips were purple.

Obviously, she is sick.

When Mrs. Xia fell ill, her whole body became stiff, her body trembled uncontrollably, and she broke out in cold sweat.

Xia Yinyin, who was leaning against her, was frightened, but she couldn't move, she had no choice but to widen her frightened eyes, and couldn't make a sound.

Although Xia Weiguo was old, his hands and feet were still nimble. Seeing that his wife was ill, he rushed forward, took out the medicine he carried with him from his pocket, poured out a few pills, and immediately swallowed it for him.

"It's okay, it's okay, relax." Xia Weiguo comforted his wife while patting his chest.

"Is sister-in-law okay?" Xu Qian was taken aback, and hurriedly came over and asked in a worried voice.

Xu Qian waved his hand, "It's an old problem, and I've been committing it all the time recently, but it's fine, as long as you take the medicine for a while, you'll be fine."

"It's not that simple. Heart disease can only get worse and worse. Drugs that dilate blood vessels can treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If you take too much, it will be harmful to the heart." Wang Tianhui saw that Mrs. Xia's illness was not that simple, and said bluntly.

Hearing what Wang Tianhui said, Xia Weiguo was taken aback, obviously a little unhappy.

Why does this young man speak so badly?

But Wang Tianhui is considered a celebrity after all, Xia Weiguo looked at him high, and instead of getting angry immediately, he said with a faint smile: "Mr. Wang, how can we understand the sufferings of our elderly people? People have many problems when they are old. Who didn't come here like this? What else can I do without taking medicine? Is it better than not taking medicine?"

There is nothing wrong with this, and it might be over if you don't eat people.

But Wang Tianhui didn't follow Xia Weiguo's wishes, but reminded him: "This medicine can no longer be taken, she needs to be hospitalized immediately, otherwise there will be danger."

This sentence was less pleasant than the previous one, and Xia Weiguo's face immediately turned cold.

"Mr. Wang, my wife is not in good health, and the child is like this. She can't afford it. Besides, it will be fine after a while after taking the medicine. There is no danger. I think your words are a bit too arbitrary, right? Young people have little experience, if they don’t understand, it’s better to talk less.”

Seeing that Xia Weiguo was angry, Xu Qian looked embarrassed and hurried over to smooth things over.

"Old Xia, why can't you change your temper? How do you know that Mr. Xiao Wang doesn't understand? Let me tell you the truth, Mr. Xiao Wang also understands medicine, and he understands a lot. This is his experience. Talk about it, don't underestimate others."

When he heard that Wang Tianhui knew medicine, Xia Weiguo's face brightened a little.

"Oh? Then Mr. Wang, do you know Western medicine or Chinese medicine?"

When this question was asked, Xu Qian was more nervous than Wang Tianhui.

Just as Wang Tianhui was about to answer, Xu Qian rushed to answer.

"Traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, those who can cure diseases are good doctors."

Just when Xia Weiguo was about to continue questioning, Mrs. Xia fell ill again.

(End of this chapter)