Chapter 396
"How's it going?" Wei Geng asked eagerly as he got out of the car.

The young man who greeted him immediately replied: "Master, the ancestor has not woken up yet. He invited a doctor he knows well and said that he is not sick."

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Geng rushed upstairs like the wind.

"Dad, you're here!" When Wei Changyuan saw him, it was as if he had found a backbone: "I'm afraid the old ancestor is in trouble."

Apart from him, several other people were also standing in front of the bed, and when they saw Wei Geng coming, they all turned to greet him.

Wei Geng only nodded slightly, and immediately came to the bed, stretched out his hand and pressed Yu Ruisong's pulse.

The latter's face is gray now, and his whole body is 30 to [-] years older than the previous few days, and his skin has become aging and wrinkled, without any luster at all.

Wei Geng found out that his qi mechanism was extremely weak, and he seemed to be exhausted.

Why is this time? He sighed in his heart, let go of his hands and stood up.

"Tell me, what's the specific situation?" He asked Wei Changyuan.

"Early this morning, my ancestor asked me to accompany him to the Great Wall, saying that I haven't been here for many years, so I have to take a good walk."

"I asked him to take the cable car up, but he refused and had to go by himself. Unexpectedly, after a while, he felt exhausted and fainted suddenly when he went down the mountain."

"I'm also a medical student, so I checked at that time. My ancestor's blood pressure, heart rate, and breathing are normal, and there is nothing wrong with it. It seems that he was overtired and fell asleep."

"My ancestor told me not to go to the hospital if there is anything wrong, so I invited Fang Qianhui, a famous Chinese medicine expert - he just returned from visiting relatives in Haishi, so it was a coincidence."

Fang Qianhui stood aside at this moment, and said hastily after hearing the words: "The patient is in good health and has no other diseases, but his life span has expired."

"In your opinion, what should we do?" Wei Geng glanced at him lightly.

With just this one glance, Fang Qianhui felt his heart constrict and his back was sweating coldly. He vaguely understood that this man was by no means an ordinary person, so he replied with great vigor:

"This old man looks like he should be over a hundred years old, and his time has come. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any regrets."

"That's not what I want to hear." Wei Geng interrupted him: "Let him wake up and live, can you do it?"

"This..." Fang Qianhui shook his head: "Medicine can cure the disease. This old man is no longer curable by medicine. But if he has aged ginseng, he can temporarily hang his life."

Another man standing respectfully at the side immediately said: "I have a 300-year-old ginseng here, and I will take it here to hang my ancestors."

Wei Geng nodded slightly, and the man led Fang Qian back down to decoct the medicine.

In the room, everyone greeted Wei Geng again, and they all called: "Sect Master."

"At this time, there is no need to be too polite." Wei Geng sat down with a serious expression on his face:

"The news of the ancestor's accident must be strictly blocked, and it must not be spread outside—otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable."

"Yes, we all know the seriousness of the matter, but the fire cannot be contained in the paper. Once the ancestors have troubles, the two old guys outside are afraid to stir up trouble." A middle-aged man said.

His appearance is five points similar to that of Wei Geng, but he is slightly younger.

"I don't understand what you said." Wei Geng walked around the room for a few steps, then suddenly stopped: "Old Wu, you set off immediately to invite the Patriarch of the Xue Family to come over."

The fifth old Wei Yin nodded: "The Xue family should still have that ancestral medicine, but they have always had a big appetite, I'm afraid the asking price will not be low."

"Don't care so much!" Wei Geng said in a more serious voice: "Mr. Fu has been in seclusion for so long and hasn't been promoted, and I don't know if he can still succeed——If our ancestors leave like this, no matter how big our family business is, we won't be able to do so." Can't stand it!"

"The sect master is right." Wei Yin nodded: "I will set off immediately. It's just that this trip will take at least two or three days, and in between"

"Fifth Uncle, just go." Wei Changyuan said, "There is Dr. Fang hanging his life with an old ginseng here, so I should be able to persist until you come back."

"Fang Qianhui is only a little famous, so he may not be reliable." Wei Geng shook his head:

"The old ancestor said that day that he had a karmic relationship with Zhou Jishen back then, and even went to see him once - so he was invited to come over and help protect him."

An hour later, Zhou Jishen was "invited" to this manor by several people.

"In broad daylight, what are you going to do?" He said angrily, "There are still several patients in the afternoon, and they have made an appointment to wait for my diagnosis and treatment!"

"Inviting you here is a chance for you to repay your favor." Wei Geng said leisurely, "Look over there, do you still have any impression?"

Repay your favor?When Zhou Ji saw the person lying on the bed from afar, his heart sank, and he rushed to the bed in a few steps.

White beard and hair, beard tied in a knot on the chest.This person has always been in the depths of his mind, and he has not forgotten it for a while.

It turned out that he was still there.So a few days ago, he was not mistaken?
I just don't know why, the old man suddenly became so old.

"It's benefactor." He pressed Yu Ruisong's pulse with trembling hands.

The pulse at hand made his heart sink straight.

He has encountered similar situations countless times, and every time, it is the same heartbreaking.

Sparrows peck repeatedly, house leaks drop every half a day, boulders are hard to find and then disperse, fingers are scattered and untie the rope, fish seem to exist and seem to disappear, shrimp and shrimp jump in silence, and the kettle boils Like a soup, there is no need for medicine when you die overnight.

This is the true visceral pulse, which belongs to the unique pulse condition of the dying elderly. Because of the exhaustion of vitality, they have no stomach, no spirit, and no roots.

Zhou Ji sighed deeply, and stood up: "The time limit has come, and the medicine stone is hard to heal. Even if I try my best, I can only prolong his life for three days."

Wei Geng was overjoyed: "Three days is enough."

Zhou Ji was deeply puzzled.He knew that Engong came from an indescribable place, so the people in this house should also be from that place?

But the medical methods there are almost miraculous, much more profound than what they have mastered, as can be seen from Tao Le, why did they find themselves?
He was about to ask, when Wei Geng said: "Just ask Mr. Zhou to stay here for three days. After three days, someone will come to rescue him."

I see.Zhou Jishen understood that there really was an expert, but it took three days to arrive.

Immediately he nodded: "If there is no benefactor, I would not be where I am today. Ji Shen must do his best."

On the last day of the free clinic, Tao Le and Xiang Yuan said goodbye and left Renhe Hospital.

Before leaving, she wanted to find out about her nominal master Zhou Ji, but unexpectedly, she couldn't get in touch.

"Master said that he was visiting an acquaintance, and he might stay for a few days. Let us not look for him, and don't worry." Su Yuzhang told her.

Tao Le didn't think much about it, but told Xiao Qi and Xiao Lin to pack up and prepare to go back to Yunshi.

She didn't expect that she would not make it.

(End of this chapter)

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