The villain is too crazy, the little ancestor is not going to do it anymore

"No."

Gu Ranle's answer was concise and powerful, without any hesitation, just like her usual style, straightforward and leaving no room for ambiguity.

In her eyes, medical matters are either black or white. If the patient is cured, she is happy; if she is unable to do her best, she is sincere.

The principle she has always adhered to is: be honest to everyone.

Luo Jiangdu's face dimmed instantly, and the light in his eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of dark clouds, but he still asked persistently:

"Really... Is there not even a glimmer of hope?"

Gu Ranle shook her head gently, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

"He is old, and many treatments seem inadequate."

As soon as these words came out, Luo Jiangdu's shoulders seemed to have been burdened with a thousand pounds, and they collapsed instantly.

Disappointment and unwillingness intertwined together, forming an invisible force that weighed on his heart.

He slumped down on the sofa, silent for a long time.

Fu Hanting, on the other hand, remained calm as always.

There was a heavy sense of loss in the air.

"Excuse me, doctor, can you extend the old man's life for as long as possible based on the current situation?"

Fu Hanting spoke out of the blue, his voice cold and direct.

Those eyes, so sharp that they seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, stared at Gu Ranle without blinking.

"Conditions, doctor, just tell me what you want."

He added, his tone full of unquestionable authority.

Gu Ranle chuckled, and her smile seemed mysterious and deep through the mask and glasses.

She asked back, "How long do you expect?"

Fu Hanting pondered for a moment, and finally uttered two words: "Three years."

Luo Jiangdu, who was originally in a low mood, suddenly looked up and widened his eyes in disbelief when he heard this.

He murmured, "Brother, all the doctors say that Grandpa only has six months left..."

From six months to three years.

This is simply a fantasy!

However, Fu Hanting ignored him and just looked at Gu Ranle quietly.

Gu Ranle leaned leisurely on the sofa, her black-framed glasses cleverly concealing her bottomless eyes, leaving only a dark gloom, as if the boundless night sky, hiding endless secrets and depths, making it impossible to peek into her true thoughts.

An indescribable feeling of oppression quietly spread in the room.

Fu Hanting has been in a high position for a long time, and his strength and decisiveness have been deeply engraved in every cell of his body. Whether in his words or deeds, he naturally reveals a majesty and domineering attitude that is difficult to ignore.

The little girl was born into a prominent family. Her wealthy family background and her own outstanding talents intertwined into an innate sense of superiority, which made her always act in a somewhat arrogant and unruly manner, as if nothing in the world could restrain her freedom.

In the eyes of others, such a Fu Hanting is awe-inspiring, but for the little girl, it is a challenge that will stimulate the bold and unrestrained gene in her body, making her more aggressive.

The confrontation between the two was like a collision of two powerful forces, fierce and containing endless variables.

Seeing this, Song Yu became secretly anxious.

He poured a glass of water and handed it to Gu Ranle beside him.

"Master, drink some water."

Gu Ranle turned her head slightly, and looked at Song Yu in the air for a moment, then a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she gently declined: "Thank you, I'm not thirsty."

At this moment, there was a subtle awkwardness in the air.

In such an atmosphere, time seems to be pulled by this invisible tension, becoming extremely slow and heavy.

Seeing this, Luo Jiangdu quickly opened his mouth, trying to break the dullness with a relaxed tone.

"Brother, although the evil doctor has superb medical skills, he is not a fairy or a god after all. You can't have unrealistic fantasies."

Fu Hanting said nothing, but looked at Gu Ranle with complicated eyes, then slowly lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

Luo Jiangdu understood in his heart that his elder brother had made a silent compromise.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to Gu Ranle, his tone containing some sincerity and discussion.

"Evil doctor, please try your best, okay?"

Gu Ranle gently stroked the cup of tea poured by Song Yu in her hand, her eyelids half closed, her tone calm but revealing unquestionable firmness.

"My medical practice is based on fate. If there is fate, I won't charge a penny for the consultation. If there is no fate, a thousand gold coins can't replace my consultation. Song Yu didn't talk to me easily. He said you are his friend and hoped that I could help him."

She was about to leave this world. No matter whether she was killed or went back, the only thing she couldn't let go of was Song Yu.

If he could take this opportunity to make the Luo family and even Fu Hanting grateful to Song Yu, it would undoubtedly be a valuable help to him.

Hearing this, Luo Jiangdu quickly nodded and agreed: "It is really thanks to Dr. Song's introduction that we have the honor of meeting you, a miracle doctor. I, Luo Jiangdu, owe Dr. Song a big favor. If Dr. Song needs me in the future, I will do my best."

Gu Ranle nodded slightly, her eyes intentionally swept over Fu Hanting, then retracted without saying anything more.

Fu Hanting understood and spoke after a pause, his voice steady and powerful.

"If the miracle doctor can help the old man enjoy two more years of family happiness, I will remember Dr. Song's kindness in my heart."

What I want is your words.

Under the mask, Gu Ranle's mouth corners quietly raised, and he said softly: "Prepare the following medicinal materials within five days: wild ginseng, Panax notoginseng, Magnolia officinalis, Tianshan snow lotus..."

She listed more than a dozen medicinal herbs in one breath, and finally emphasized: "They must be wild."

Each of these medicinal herbs is rare, especially the wild species. It is not easy to gather them all in a short period of time.

But Fu Hanting just responded briefly and forcefully with one word: "Okay."

After that, he stood up and said, "When everything is ready, I will let Luo Jiangdu contact you in time. I'm sorry, I have something to do and need to leave first. I will ask Luo Jiangdu to invite you and Dr. Song to have lunch at noon on my behalf as a token of my appreciation."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

As Fu Hanting left, the atmosphere in the office gradually became relaxed.

Luo Jiangdu smiled and said, "Evil Doctor, what would you like to eat for lunch? Order whatever you want, my elder brother will treat you."

Gu Ranle also stood up slowly, "Song Yu, remember to eat my lunch. I have something else to do. Bye."

"The wicked doctor——"

Luo Jiangdu wanted to keep him, but was stopped by Song Yu.

"That's just her personality. Let her be."

If she really wanted to have this meal, she wouldn't hide her identity.

After leaving Song Yu's clinic, Gu Ranle went to a nearby shopping mall, changed back into her original clothes, bought some things, and carried them back to Song Yu's clinic.

"Uncle Song, I bought you something, see if you like it."

Song Yu and Luo Jiangdu were chatting in the office when Gu Ranle pushed the door open.

Luo Jiangdu's eyes lit up when he saw her, "Long time no see, ex-girlfriend."

Gu Ranle: “???”

Ex-girlfriend?

Song Yu also looked confused.

Luo Jiangdu said: "Don't you remember me? If that bastard Li Shenzhi hadn't intercepted you halfway, you would be my wife now!"

"!!!"