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"Okay." Lu Yan did not refuse.

Gu Xi could clearly feel that Lu Yan was much closer to her than before, and she felt sweet in her heart. When she went to see Song Yu again, she felt that she was pleasing to the eye.

Old God Song Yu continued to eat. She had nothing to do with people who were in love, and she wasn't familiar with her. At most, she could just remind her uncle when the time came, which would be considered as an act of benevolence.

Halfway through the meal.

The housekeeper came in and said respectfully: "Sixth Young Master, the master of the house is here."

He just finished speaking.

An energetic voice came from behind: "Ayan, this must be Dr. Song you invited."

Song Yu raised his head and saw an old man with white hair walking in at the door. He was dressed in a Tang suit, which made him tall and straight, energetic, and his gentle and generous eyes fell on him.

At this moment, her hand holding the chopsticks tightened slightly, and the surprise that was about to leak out of her eyes was suppressed by her.

No, the old man in front of me looks a little too much like Grandpa Lu, not to mention 90%, but 70-80% similar. Especially his eyes and his approachable temperament are exactly the same!

Fu Hanyu glanced at the old man without any trace, and his calf was rubbed once and again.

He glanced sideways slightly, looking at the real owner who was doing some tricks under the table, and smiled at her.

Lu Yan put down his chopsticks and was about to stand up to introduce him.

"Grandpa Lu." Gu Xi had already stood up and called him abruptly. She pointed at Song Yu with a smile and said, "She is Song Yu, the doctor Ayan invited to treat Uncle Jiu."

Mr. Lu nodded slightly to Song Yu and smiled gently: "Thank you very much, Dr. Song, for coming here to treat the child."

Song Yu also smiled politely: "Mr. Lu, you're welcome. I'm a doctor. It's my job to treat illnesses and save people."

It was Lu Yan who had been ignored all this time, and he couldn't stand it anymore. In her job, she really talked about people and ghosts. That was not what she said when he went to find her.

Gu Xi, who was next to him, pulled out the chair next to him, trotted over to help Mr. Lu, and said, "Grandpa Lu, sit here."

Mr. Lu looked at her and smiled lovingly: "I heard from Ayan that you are the biggest contributor to inviting Dr. Song here."

Gu Xi glanced at Lu Yan secretly, and immediately lowered her eyebrows slightly in shame: "The main thing is Ayan's sincerity, which moved Yu'er. I'm just the icing on the cake."

"You are all good children. When Lao Jiu wakes up, he must thank you properly." After Mr. Lu finished speaking, he looked at Song Yu: "Of course, the one who deserves the most thanks is Dr. Song, the lifesaver. .”

Song Yu said modestly: "Mr. Lu said that, it really offended me."

"You're too humble girl." Mr. Lu looked at her gently, shook his head and smiled: "I'm not exaggerating at all. Even if your grandfather is here, he may not be able to save my old Jiu. What are you doing?" the student surpasses the master."

He and Master Song were contemporaries and knew much more about his medical skills than others.

This time something happened to Lao Jiu, the first thing he thought of was Master Song. Unfortunately, he was not at the Hidden Gate. He asked people to look for him outside, but no trace of him was found.

Ayan told him that only after he found out that Song Yu was the person who saved the old man from the Situ family some time ago, he dared to ask him to find a way to find him. Whether she was good or not, he had to see it with his own eyes.

"Mr. Lu." Song Yu himself was embarrassed by the praise: "You are too generous. As long as I can get one-tenth of the true inheritance of my grandfather, I will be satisfied."

"Hahaha." Mr. Lu laughed heartily and naturally changed the subject: "Let's eat. Is our food to your liking?"

Song Yu’s evaluation was plain and simple: “It’s delicious.”

Mr. Lu smiled more kindly, just looking at her, and then thinking about his favorite and most promising little son, who was still lying on the hospital bed not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

She is worthy of being the granddaughter who was taught by Master Song himself. She is top-notch in both her own abilities and in speaking and doing things.

His ninth son was also taught by him step by step. In the entire Lu family, there is no one who is better, more capable, and more suitable to inherit the Lu family than him.

If he had any shortcomings, he really didn't know how to face the sadness of the white-haired person sending the black-haired person to him.

After eating.

Mr. Lu asked Lu Yan to accompany Gu Xi out for a walk, and after sending the person away, the look in his eyes darkened, and he asked in a deep voice: "Doctor Song, tell me the truth, can my Lao Jiu be saved? After resuscitation, to what extent can his body recover?"

He didn't dare to hope that he could return to the way he was before, but at least he had to live, have some quality of life, and be able to take care of himself.

If he can't do this, he will have to lie in bed for the rest of his life and have to be taken care of for his excrement and food. With his proud personality, it's better to let him go now and give him a happy life!

Song Yu looked at the old man in front of him and lost all his energy in an instant. He looked more than ten years older. He looked serious and said seriously: "Mr. Lu, Master Jiu was injured too seriously and it took too long." Over time, body functions are severely damaged, some of which are irreversible.

I can only guarantee that he can be revived now. As for what kind of recovery he will be like, it still needs to be seen in the subsequent recovery. "

"Then after he recovers, can he take care of himself?" This is what Mr. Lu is most worried about now.

"Yes." Song Yu gave a definite answer.

Mr. Lu breathed a sigh of relief and held her hand. He burst into tears and his voice was choked with sobs: "Okay, okay, thank you, thank you very much."

Over the past few days, he had heard so many apologies, incompetent medical skills, and requests for someone to be smart, that he had become numb and had given up any hope for Lao Jiu's treatment.

But her arrival brought new hope to him and Lao Jiu.

If he had known this, he should have asked her to come over earlier. He felt that if he, an old man, invited her in person, he could still invite her over.

Song Yu felt his trembling, shook his hand, and continued: "Jiu Ye's skin is burned. If you want to treat it, the process will be very painful and the treatment period will be very long."

Even though she has a lot of magic medicine in her hands now, it is a thousand times better than when she treated Zebao before.

But the situation of the ninth master of the Lu family is much more serious than that of Ze Bao at the beginning.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can recover slowly." After Mr. Lu finished speaking, he suddenly realized what she had just said. He looked at her in disbelief, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked her for confirmation: "You mean, Mr. Is it possible for his burns to recover?"