Wu Sishu felt angry.

All in all, the old lady's disease was so heavy that it was all delayed by these sophisticated western medicine experts.

At first, the old lady only had a common senile fever. As long as she took a few pairs of traditional Chinese medicine according to his prescription, it was estimated that she would get better soon.

But other people's words light, and is despised by the Chinese medicine, Chinese medicine treatment effect is also slow, less than western medicine.

Therefore, instead of expressing his own opinions, he followed the treatment of Western medicine experts headed by Gu Qingfeng.

These experts prescribed some tonics for the old lady.

They think that the old lady is the body function decline, as long as strengthen their own resistance and infusion, soon these minor diseases will be good.

How to know that a minor illness soon becomes a serious one.

What the old lady is asking for is fever. With a lot of tonics, it is like adding another spoonful of oil to the burning dry wood. How can the old lady not be seriously ill when burning oil on the fire?

But Wu Sishu didn't dare to say it clearly.

As long as he said it, it was tantamount to offending all the western medicine experts present, and he would never have a foothold in the capital in the future.

What's more, if Fu Shao is investigated, he can't get rid of the relationship.

He saw that these people's medicine was not correct, but he did not say anything to stop them. Instead, he allowed them to give the medicine to the old lady. He was also at fault.

No matter how clever Fu Shaobei is, he doesn't understand the infighting between Chinese medicine and Western medicine, the open and the secret, and the twists and turns of his stomach.

He heard that everyone seemed helpless about the old lady's illness.

A pair of handsome thick eyebrows can not help but wrinkle into the character Chuan.

"Yiming, do you have any good treatment plan?" He looks at Luo Ziming.

Although Luo Ziming is young, he still believes his judgment most.

Luo Ziming put down the medical record: "I want to see the patient first."

"Well, I'll take you up."

Fu Shaobei nodded and turned to walk out.

The expression of those experts is a little strange. You look at me, I see you, and then look at Gu Qingfeng together.

Gu Qingfeng sighed: "let's go and have a look."

All followed.

Mrs. Gu's room is on the third floor.

It was a big bedroom. As soon as I entered the door, I could smell the fragrance of flowers.

On the outdoor balcony outside, there are a lot of flowers and plants. The whole room is spacious and bright, and the furniture inside is also pure Chinese style.

The old lady was lying on the big Chinese bed with two nurses taking care of her.

Her eyes closed slightly and she looked very bad.

She did not open her eyes when she heard someone coming in.

Fu Shaobei stepped forward and whispered, "grandmother."

The old lady opened her eyes slightly and saw that it was him, and a touch of joy flashed through her dim eyes.

"Here you are."

She said in a weak voice.

The old lady's impotent appearance makes Fu Shaobei's heart fiercely sour. He gently grasps the old lady's hand.

"Grandmother, the expert is here for your consultation."

At this time, Gu Qingfeng took a few steps to the old lady's bed and asked with concern, "how do you feel today, old lady?"

The old lady's face sank and her eyelids didn't lift. She said coldly, "it's this sentence every day. My old lady can't die."

She had a bad tone and a bad mood.

Because of the suffering of illness, she could not eat well and sleep well. The old man, who was nearly 80 years old, was weakened. How could she still have a good voice?

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