Chapter 332

Hearing that Mu Yu's room was in such a mess, Master Mou knew that his son's disease must have happened again. He hurried upstairs, "how's the second man? Is he sick again? Did he bring medicine back?"

When Master Mou said this, the servants around Mu Yu's room thought of looking for Mou Yu's medicine. Master Mou didn't care about the messy servants looking for medicine, so he went straight to Mou Yu.

Even if the old man had known that Mou Yu was in poor health for a long time, he might not have much time. Even if the old man was an iron soldier who came out of the sea of blood, he could see his only son lying on the bed, looking like he was dying. The old man still couldn't hold on, and all his strength seemed to be drained in an instant and fell to sit on the bed.

Master Mou looked sadly at the lifeless Mou Yu for a long time, and then whispered, "second, what are you doing? Tomorrow is your wedding. You must not sleep over? Cangling is still waiting for you to marry her, and your son is still waiting for you to pick him up and go home to recognize his ancestors."

"Master, the second young master will be fine. The doctor will come right away. The old slave has sent someone to invite all the most powerful doctors in Nanshi."

There are two family doctors living in the Mou family's old house all year round. They soon came. The conductor Mou's servant carefully moved Mou Yu to the medical room at home.

Under the strong light of the medical room, Mou Yu's face turned pale and more terrible.

After a basic examination of Mou Yu's body, the two family doctors were silent. They were really not sure how to prescribe medicine.

"What are you doing standing there? Cure the second young master quickly."

Master Mou's lips trembled when he saw two doctors pestling aside as wood. These two wastes have been raising them for so many years, and they are of no use at the critical time.

"Sir, the second young master's physical condition is very dangerous. We are not sure and dare not take risks with the second young master's body."

In the murderous eyes of Master Mou, the two family doctors shook their shoulders and hardened their scalp.

Mou Yu's current physical condition is extremely bad. They really don't dare to act rashly. If they accidentally cause irreparable damage to the second young master's body, they won't see the sun tomorrow.

"Get out, two losers."

At this time, Master Mou dare not take risks with Mu Yu's body.

Even if he didn't know medical skills, he could see how bad his condition was from Mou Yu's pale face and weak breathing. Even if he was brave, he didn't dare to let the two quacks toss about with Mou Yu's body.

After waiting anxiously for more than half an hour, a famous doctor specializing in brain medicine in Nanshi was invited.

Old man Mou's muddy eyes lit up, as if he saw the Savior, and quickly invited people into the medical room.

The medical equipment of Yiying in Mou's medical room is very complete, and they are all the most advanced new products. When the doctor went in, he skillfully began to look at Mou Yu's body data, do brain CT, do a blood test, and do the basic tests again.

After all the data came out, several doctors who were also famous in Nanshi were invited. They looked at Mou Yu's body data together, and their faces were very dignified. Finally, it was suggested that the most feasible way was to operate immediately and clean up the congestion in Mou Yu's brain as soon as possible.

The medical room of Mou's old house is fully qualified for surgery, and there are also doctors who can do surgery. But Mr. Mou hesitated. Is Mou Yu really suitable for surgery?

If the operation doesn't succeed, can't his son even get down from the operating room?

"Doctor, what are the chances of successful operation?"

"It's only 30% done now, but according to the influence of the Mou family, you can find a team of world-class brain doctors to operate the operation in person, and the probability of successful operation will be improved."

Hearing that the operation had only a 30% chance of success, Mr. Mou was hesitant and couldn't decide. Finally, he wanted to wait for Mou Yu to wake up and discuss it together. In case he made a decision for Mou Yu privately and killed his only son, he couldn't afford such a result.

"Can I send someone to invite the world's most powerful brain doctor without surgery? Can I wake up my son first?"

"Don't worry, Master Mou. We will wake up the second young master as soon as possible."

Several doctors were so busy that Mou Yu's face was not so ugly. People also woke up. Mou Yu's body didn't have any strength and could only lie in bed and say a few words.

A doctor who had always been frank and outspoken wanted to ask Mou Yu how she dragged her body to this level several times, but at the thought of the bloody rain of those rich families and the little son just born at home, she closed her mouth wisely.

After Mou Yu woke up, she said a few words to old man Mou and looked at the date. Fortunately, tomorrow is the wedding, and there's still time.

While there was no one in the room, Mou Yufei quickly sent a message to Lin Zhi, "come here, old house."

When Lin Zhi saw Mou Yu's information, he was scared and sweated all over his back. How could Mou Yu suddenly get sick at this time? He swore that it was definitely not his hand?

Lin zhitou couldn't do it. He cleaned up all the previous drugs. Even if he did, he didn't dare to send that kind of medicine to the bottom of Mr. Mou's eyelids. What's the difference between giving it to the head, "second Lord, I don't have the previous medicine in my hand."

"Let the supplier fly over immediately, regardless of the price."

Mou Yu's tone was firm and could not be refused.

"Second Lord, those drugs are not taken through formal channels. They must be booked in advance."

"Come here, no matter what method you use, my body can't have any accidents every day. You know what day tomorrow is."

Lin Zhi:······

Did he dig a hole and bury himself?

"Second master

"Come here!"

Mou Yu has no patience to write with Lin Zhi again. There can be no accident at tomorrow's wedding anyway.

Lin Zhi was forced to go to the Mou family's old house. As expected, as soon as he entered the door, he was interrogated up and down by the dark faced old man Mou. He was reluctantly released until Mou Yu asked someone to come down and ask him.

"Don't mind. The old man is a little wordy when he is old. Please prescribe the medicine quickly!"

No matter who Lin Zhi is, Mou Yu has absolute trust in his medical skills. Even if Lin Zhi has hidden other thoughts about him, he has no better choice at this time. The only thing he can rely on is Lin Zhi.

"Second Lord, your body is really not suitable for strong medicine."

Lin Zhi is still trying to dissuade him.

Mou Yu closed her eyes and leaned against the head of the bed. He didn't listen to his words, but insisted on letting him prescribe medicine.

Lin Zhi had no choice but to try to match the medicine on his hand with the previous effect as much as possible, but Mou Yu obviously felt that the effect was completely unmatched after eating it, and her face was very ugly.

Mou Yu suddenly asked, "Lin Zhi, why did I suddenly get sick today?"