Even if you take more painkillers, the pain in your head still exists. Now you can talk and laugh with them, but who knows what he is bearing now?
Liu Liang listened. She felt a little sad. She suddenly felt that her nose was sour and hurt all her life. How painful it must be. People are flesh and blood. How can they not hurt? How can they not hurt?
"It's okay."
Huo Lao was like an elder. He touched Liu Liang's hair. "Everyone is going to die. I'm more than 60 and have lived enough. I'll live my life, but I'll be worthy. I've eaten what I should eat, played what I should play, and have no regrets in life."
"It's not that you have to die. What do you do with pessimism?"
Liu Liang refined her spirit and grabbed her messy hair. She really can't touch her fine hair. It's smooth, but it's wrong to touch it. It's just scratching her hair.
"Ha ha..."
Huo laughed.
"It's not up to me to die. I'm powerless for incurable diseases."
"If you don't die, I'll help you," Liu Liang said suddenly.
Huo Lao shook his head. If he hadn't been looking for a doctor for decades, he might have been really lived by Liu Liang's seriousness. He also believed it.
If it could be cured, he would have cured it long ago, and wait until today?
He has seen a lot of Chinese medicine, western medicine, foreign doctors, even those famous doctors in seclusion, but what will they do in the end?
You can't live to die, and he can't live to die.
"If you don't try, how do you know you can't? It's already like this anyway. Why don't you try again?"
Liu Liang spread her hand, "you don't suffer a loss, do you? Maybe you can be good."
Old Huo shook his head. Forget it. If he died, let him die in peace and suffer again for no reason. Why?
"Mr. Huo can try."
Zeng Xu doesn't really believe Liu Liang's words, but why don't you try? Only when you try will you know. Only when you try will you know whether it's OK or not?
"Master," Lao Wu came over, plopped, knelt in front of Huo and directly hugged Huo's thigh, "just try it. He really has no way now. Just listen to God's destiny and do his best. Let him do something anyway."
"Lao Wu..."
Huo Lao patted Lao Wu on the shoulder, "how old are you? It's a joke."
"If you don't try, I won't get up."
Lao Wu is just like a child. Anyway, he just doesn't let go,
Huo Lao is a little sad and funny.
"All right, all right," he kicked Lao Wu. "I promised. I'll get up soon."
How old are they, crying in front of the younger generation, and not afraid of shame,
Lao Wu stood up and wiped his tears with his sleeve. He definitely didn't pretend, but showed his true feelings. What didn't he care about about Huo Lao?
"OK, I'll let Xiaopeng Youzhi."
Huo Lao promised, "but I also have something to say."
"You said."
Lao Wu is listening. As long as the old man cooperates and has a little hope, they will cure him. No matter what he is asked to promise, he will promise.
"If I die, it's my life. It has nothing to do with them. Don't tell others about it. Send them away safely at that time. If you promise, I'll cure it. If you don't promise, I won't cure it. Otherwise, my dying old life will involve a young child. I'm not willing to die."
"That's good," Huo turned back and smiled at Zeng Xubai and Liu Liang. "If you like, the old man will finally make some contribution to you. You can treat it as you want."
Zeng Xubai went to Liu Liang and put his hand on Liu Liang's shoulder. "How much are you sure?"
He is now regretting how he agreed to such a strange request from Liu Liang.
But now it's too late to regret.
Mr. Huo doesn't care much about the little girl's jokes
"How many?"
Liu Liang thought, "be conservative, ten percent."
Zeng narration "..."
You can say ninety-nine percent. Ten Chengdu is a guarantee, not conservative.
As for how to treat it, it's not so troublesome. At least, it's as easy as Grandpa's shrapnel.
Huo Lao's, everything is on those two needles. The brain is originally the most precise organ in people. If it is a little wrong, it can lead to death. Moreover, Huo Lao is still so old, and the current medical means are not so advanced in the future, so neither traditional Chinese medicine nor Western medicine can cure it.
In fact, as long as you take out these two needles, others can't, she can.
However, she didn't want to treat old Huo so quickly. She has been treated for decades. She will be cured in a few minutes and may be beaten.
"When do we start treatment?"
Even if she is not in a hurry, Mr. Huo is not in a hurry. Even Zeng's narration is not in a hurry, but someone is in a hurry. Why is he still standing here without moving? Can you move and treat the master as soon as possible.
"It's not easy to cure. You have to raise it well."
Liu Liang is telling the truth. Since it can't be cured suddenly, let's start with raising.
"Then raise it quickly."
Lao Wu's anxious mouth is going to smoke. His health is getting worse and worse. He has to take a lot of painkillers every day. He's afraid. He hasn't started treatment yet. His old man is going to die of pain.
"He raised it, not me."
Liu Liangting was very wronged. "Have you seen a body that can be raised right away? Does it take time to repair the human body?"
Huo coughed softly, which also interrupted Lao Wu's words.
"Come on, Lao Wu, don't push too hard. It's a disease that hasn't been promising for decades. How can it be cured suddenly."
"By the way," old Huo asked them with a smile.
"Do you want to live here or outside?"
"Of course it's outside," said Liu Liang. Although she felt that it was very good here, such an antique place, warm in winter and cool in summer, she still didn't want to live here.
"What do you do outside?"
Lao Wu now grabs a handful of life-saving straw and doesn't want them to go. What if he runs away and doesn't come back?
"There's no fish here"
Liu Liang likes it here, but no matter how much she likes it, it's not as important as fish.
"She has been fascinated by the fish in the fish farm recently and has to eat several meals every day." Zeng confessed that she knew what Liu Liang thought.
"Only two meals," Liu Liang stretched out two fingers and stressed. It's not a few meals, a lunch, and then a late night snack. There are so many. Even if you want to eat the third meal, you don't have such a big stomach to eat.
She's not a pig. She just likes it. Besides, there's nothing good now. She can only eat fish.