Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

Since the day before yesterday, no doctor has come to see his father. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mr. Hong is dying. If he puts people to death again, wouldn't he be making himself uncomfortable?

Hong Bo also accepted his fate, although he wanted his father to live well.

If you ask him to kill people and see a doctor, he really doesn't have the ability.

"Old sir, please come inside!"

"it is good!"

Hong Bo walked to Mr. Hong and whispered, "Dad, Zhang Zhongjing, the name of Macau, is here!"

Mr. Hong slowly opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Zhongjing, nodded with a smile and said: 'Here you go, Old Zhang!'

Zhang Zhongjing said: "You are so seriously ill, why didn't you come to me earlier?"

Zhang Zhongjing and Mr. Hong also knew each other. Zhang Zhongjing had treated Mr. Hong's injuries in the early years. The main reason why Zhang Zhongjing came here this time was because he heard that the doctor was Mr. Hong, otherwise Liao Huafeng would not be able to treat him.

Mr. Hong smiled bitterly: "The British said that they can cure it well, and it will be cured after cutting it off. I'm going to England!"

"I didn't expect that after arriving in the UK, I had a thorough treatment and was treated for nearly a year. When they said it couldn't be cured, they sent me back again!"

"Why!"

Mr. Hong hated the British when he mentioned them. After he came back, the Hong family broke up with the British directly...

Zhang Zhongjing smiled and said nothing, gently held Mr. Hong's hand, and began to take Mr. Hong's pulse.

As soon as his hand was placed on Mr. Hong's hand, Zhang Zhongjing frowned: Death Pulse!

People with this kind of pulse condition usually don't survive more than a month. In Mr. Hong's situation, Zhang Zhongjing really couldn't think of any way to save his life.

But they were old acquaintances after all, and Zhang Zhongjing didn't want to watch Mr. Hong die like this, so he still had to work hard.

He felt his pulse for an hour.

Hong Bo and Liao Huafeng stood aside and waited quietly. Even when Shangguan Yuntian brought Wang Yaowen and Shangguan Ruolin into the house, Hong Bo didn't notice anyone coming in.

Wang Yaowen looked at the old man lying on the bed. His face was pale and his skin was gray. He was obviously extremely depleted of blood.

The rise and fall of the chest is so small that it can be ignored, which is probably a sign that his life is not long.

There was a doctor there at this time, so Wang Yaowen couldn't come forward, so he had to wait aside.

After another half an hour, Zhang Zhongjing shook his head and said: "Old Hong, I don't have any good solutions for your illness. If you go to me directly when you are sick, I still have something to do. Now..."

Mr. Hong smiled and said: "I know, thank you for your hard work!"

"Hong Bo, take my cruise ship to take Lao Zhang back to Macau soon. He is old and can't stand the trouble anymore!"

Hong Bo nodded: "I understand, Dad!"

Shangguan Yuntian, who was standing aside, said: "Lao Hong, I will bring you a young man and let him show you!

"This young man came from Sijiu City. He is the reason why Zhou Zhennan and Wang Qingming are alive today!"

Before Mr. Hong could speak, Hong Bo said displeasedly: "Uncle Shangguan, even Mr. Zhang can't treat a disease. How can this young man who is about the same age as my son treat it?"

"You weren't deceived by him, were you?"

Knowing that Mr. Hong was hopeless, Hong Bo's mood was extremely bad.

Shangguan Ruolin said: "Uncle Hong, I almost died that day. It was Brother Yaowen who saved me. Now I am not only fine, but I can also run and jump. I don't even need to take medicine!"

"Let Brother Yaowen show you, we are here for Grandpa Hong, otherwise we wouldn't come to your house!"

Mr. Hong smiled and said, "Then let me show my little friend to the old man!"

Mr. Hong has already accepted his fate. It doesn't matter whether he lets Wang Yaowen see it or not.

But this is someone else’s intention and must be respected.

Since the day before yesterday, no one dared to bring a doctor to see him for fear of killing him.

Mr. Hong is just going to die. He is not an old fool. He can still distinguish who is good and who is bad and from what point of view.

After Wang Yaowen nodded to Mr. Hong, he sat where Mr. Zhang Zhongjing was sitting just now and took Mr. Hong's pulse!

Zhang Zhongjing, who was about to leave, saw that Wang Yaowen had taken advantage of him, so he didn't leave either. He wanted to see what the younger generation Wang Yaowen could do.

Wang Yaowen put his finger on the back of Zhang Zhongjing's hand, and immediately frowned: Death vein! In the advanced stage of cancer, cancer cells have spread throughout the body, which is even worse than Zhou Zhennan's original case.

The pulse showed hepatic insufficiency. Judging from his own condition, he probably had surgery and his liver was cut. .

Wang Yaowen released Mr. Hong's pulse and asked, "Has Mr. Hong had a liver resection before?"

As soon as these words came out, Hong Bo and Mr. Hong were stunned.

Mr. Hong lay tightly on the bed and did not leak the wound, let alone the news of the operation. How did he find out?

Wang Yaowen said: "Yes or no, you must answer truthfully. To be honest, Mr. Hong's pulse is very bad. If not treated, it will only take three to five months!"

Three to five months, Wang Yaowen said it more implicitly.

Judging from his current situation, he would be back in five days at most, but he couldn't say that.

Hong Bo nodded and said: 'Yes!'

Wang Yaowen nodded and put his hand on Mr. Hong's pulse gate again, carefully feeling the signals from the other person's body. He sat there for more than thirty minutes.

Shangguan Ruolin on the side whispered: How come Brother Yaowen, like that old grandfather, is also an old monk who has entered samadhi?'

Zhang Zhongjing smiled and said: 'It seems that this little friend is also a master!'

Shangguan Yuntian said with a smile: "Of course, my granddaughter's disease was cured by all famous doctors, but it was Wang Xiaoyou who finally cured her."

"If he doesn't have the ability, can I take him to Lao Hong?"

Hong Bo cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Shangguan, this young man can cure Ruolin's disease. He must have an extraordinary status. I wonder what his background is?"

Shangguan Yuntian said with a smile: "He, Lou Zhenhua's son-in-law, came from Sijiucheng." '

"That Lou Bancheng who wants to set up a factory?" Hong Bo asked with a smile.

Shangguan Yuntian said: 'Yes, that's him!'

"Got it!" Hong Bo nodded subconsciously and made a mental note.

If Wang Yaowen can really cure his father, he will hurry up and go through the procedures and open as many factories as possible for Lou Zhenhua to approve.

Mr. Hong is simply too important to the Hong family. He is like a giant Buddha. As long as he does not die, even if he is in a vegetative state and sitting in a wheelchair, he can still have a lot of energy.

Once he dies, the strength of the Hong family will really drop, at least by 30%.

Can the Hong family, which has lost 30% of its strength, still be considered a first-class family?