The little ancestor of the big brother's family is wild and fierce

Chapter 683 A chance encounter in the hospital, diagnosis and treatment for Ling Lao

Ling Yichen's calm answer got Wen Xin a faint smile, and didn't say much.

Wen Xin wore a mask to cover most of her face, but her eyes were so bright that people couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

Outside Mr. Ling's ward, there were many people standing in the corridor, some of them surrounded a doctor in a white coat, and seemed to be asking about Mr. Ling's situation.

Wen Xin also stopped and wanted to hear what the doctor said about Ling Lao's physical condition, so she could make mental preparations.

"Mr. Ling's condition is not very good. It may be because of changes in mood, which caused changes in heart and lung function and blood supply to the brain!"

"In addition, Mr. Ling has just recovered from a serious illness, so we still need to consider the situation of the old man. After all, the age is here, even if he fully recovers, he will not be able to reach his previous state."

The doctor's words were very subtle, but anyone who understands can understand that Mr. Ling's current situation has entered the end of his life, and it is impossible to recover even if he continues to bear it.

Ling Yichen looked at Wen Xin who was standing by the door, raised his hand and gently tugged on Wen Xin's sleeve, indicating that Wen Xin didn't need to listen to what the doctors said, she went in to see the situation was more accurate than anything else.

Wen Xin followed Ling Yichen into Mr. Ling's ward. Ling Xu'er's father happened to be with Ling Lao in the ward. When he saw Wen Xin, his eyes lit up unconsciously, and he immediately stood up and talked to Wen Xin. greet.

"Miss Wen..."

"Mr. Ling." Wen Xin nodded slightly to Ling Xu'er's father, although her attitude was cold but without any feeling of alienation at all, just like ordinary acquaintances greeting each other.

"Miss Wen, after lunch, my grandfather said that he was not feeling well. At first he said that he was dizzy, and later he said that he had tightness in his chest. We began to persuade him to come to the hospital, but he refused and said to take a rest. Enough."

"When the housekeeper went upstairs to invite grandpa down for dinner at night, his condition was not quite right, and then we immediately sent him to the hospital...he still hasn't woken up yet."

"I'll take a look."

Wen Xin took out a disinfectant wipe from his backpack, walked to Mr. Ling's side, placed his white and tender fingers on Mr. Ling's wrist, slowly closed his eyes, and began to diagnose Mr. Ling's pulse.

When Wen Xin was diagnosing Lao Ling's pulse, all the people present held their breath, not daring to disturb Wen Xin.

About ten minutes later, Wen Xin opened her eyes and took her fingers away from Mr. Ling's wrist. She stood up, picked up the backpack she had thrown on the sofa, and took out three medical silver needles from it. Return to Mr. Jiang's side again.

"After the major surgery, the old man really didn't recover well. I will prescribe a prescription later. You go to Zhuge Jingming's clinic to get the medicine and let him make honey pills."

"Then give Mr. Ling one pill every day, put it under the root of his tongue and shout, one pill a day, and within a week, Old Ling's complexion will obviously recover."

Wen Xin took the acupuncture in her hand, and gently pricked Ling Lao's head and chest.

"Mr. Ling may have supplemented too much recently, which caused the body's Qi and blood to be blocked. The situation is not that serious."

Wen Xin took out a notepad from her backpack, wrote a prescription and handed it to Ling Yichen who was beside her.

Ling Yichen looked at the prescription that Wen Xin handed over to him, and suddenly remembered what Mu Chengxi had joked earlier, "I heard that your prescription is worth hundreds of thousands? I'll send it to you on WeChat later."

"No need, just take it as your reward for asking Mr. Ling to help me bring Xingyue out of Sirius."

The last time Ling Yichen brought Tan Xingyue out of Sirius, Wen Xin always wanted to say thank you to Ling Yichen in person, but never had the chance, this time just happened to thank Ling Yichen for his help.

Thinking of what he did in Sirius that time, Ling Yichen smiled lightly, "Shouldn't Liang Luoyu return this favor to me? At that time, Liang Luoyu wanted to give me his life, and begged me to bring Miss Tan out .”

"He is him, and I am me. If you helped Tan Xingyue, I will accept your favor."

After Wen Xin finished speaking, she smiled lightly. He couldn't control Liang Luoyu's affairs, but if she could bring Tan Xingyue out at that time, she would accept his favor, and she would definitely do her best to treat Mr. Ling's illness.

Wen Xin raised her wrist and glanced at the time. It was exactly fifteen minutes. She walked to Ling Lao's side and took the silver needle from Ling Lao's body.

After about two minutes, Elder Ling suddenly coughed a few times and slowly opened his eyes.

"Grandpa... Dad... are you okay?"

The people in the ward saw that Ling Lao had woken up, and they all surrounded him, only Ling Yichen was still standing by the sofa, quietly looking at Wen Xin who was packing his backpack.

"Thank you!"

"It's too polite to say this. After taking my medicine, those tonics can be completely stopped. I will tell Zhuge Jingming about it, and ask Zhuge Jingming to give Ling Lao blood-activating acupuncture once a week. Grandma Mu is now The situation is good, half of Zhuge Jingming's credit."

Speaking of Mrs. Mu, Ling Yichen nodded in agreement. He was the one who saw Mrs. Mu's dangerous situation at that time. At that time, Mrs. Mu might die at any time.

And now Mrs. Mu can recover so well, which is something no one expected.

"With you and Mr. Zhuge treating my grandfather, I believe my grandfather can also recover well."

Hearing Wen Xin's words, Ling Yichen seemed to have taken a reassurance. He was always worried about Mr. Ling's health.

"Don't worry, the old man's health is very good. You can go to Zhuge Jingming with my prescription and ask him to make pills for two weeks. After two weeks, I will go to see Mr. Ling's pulse and adjust the prescription. Guaranteed that during the New Year, Ling Lao can play mahjong with you."

Wen Xin heard from Mu Chengxi that Mr. Ling's biggest hobby is playing mahjong, but because he has been unwell for the past two years, he hasn't played mahjong for a long time.

Thinking of this, Wen Xin suddenly had a special idea. If Mrs. Mu, Mr. Ling, Mr. Ou and Mr. Wei were sent to a nursing home to recuperate, it would be a very good thing to play mahjong together.

"Thank you, Miss Wen."

When Ling Yichen and Wen Xin were talking, a middle-aged man who looked very resolute came out from the crowd, walked up to Wen Xin and thanked Wen Xin.

Wen Xin looked at the man in front of him and was stunned unconsciously for a moment, with a slight hesitation on his cold expression, then turned his head to look at Ling Yichen.

"Let me introduce you, this is my father."

Wen Xin looked at the upright man in front of him, and nodded slightly, "I should be called Uncle Ling..."

(End of this chapter)