Piaotianwen    Zhang Yang wanted to speak but stopped. Mr. Xue seemed a little impatient and frowned and said, "You kid are really unhappy! You have something to say!"

Zhang Yang looked around again and whispered: "Mr. Xue, you shouldn't drink. There is something wrong with your liver!"

Mr. Xue could no longer hide the surprise on his face. He looked at Zhang Yang in surprise and said, "How do you know?" But immediately he thought again, did this kid guess? He had a good wine all his life, and alcohol hurts his liver. It is not surprising that Zhang Yang said this. He has been in politics for so many years, but he almost fell into the trap of this young man. Mr. Xue said, "I have drunk wine for a lifetime, and my liver is still somewhat flawed, but there is no big problem."

Zhang Yang said: "Mr. Xue, have you often feel hot recently, the smell in your mouth is obvious, and you often sweat when your palms and soles are in your feet?"

Mr. Xue had already believed it three points at this time, but he refused to admit it. He laughed and said, "I am in good health. How can I be wrong with you? Xiao Zhang, don't scare me!"

Zhang Yang said: "No, does your right abdomen often suffer? And the pain will occur more and more frequently?"

Mr. Xue said: "No, I'm very good!"

Zhang Yang said: "Mr. Xue, maybe I can help you, but you have to tell me the truth."

Mr. Xue pursed his lips. At this moment, he truly realized that the young man in front of him was really not simple. If he was just confused, he would never have explained his symptoms so clearly. Mr. Xue looked at Zhang Yang for a long time without saying anything.

Zhang Yang knew that the old man was suspicious and that the disease he mentioned was not exaggerated at all. However, it was the first time he met Mr. Xue, and the old man obviously did not trust him.

After a while, Mr. Xue suddenly whispered, "From you see, how long can I live?" If this sentence is heard by outsiders, they will definitely be shocked, but Zhang Yang did not feel any surprise or surprise at all. He whispered, "Does Mr. Xue want to hear the truth or the lies?"

Mr. Xue said: "Of course it's the truth!"

Zhang Yang stretched out three fingers and said, "It won't last more than three months!"

A trace of loss appeared on Mr. Xue's face, and he sighed and said, "It seems that I can't see my grandson after all." Mr. Xue's words proved that he was very clear about his condition. However, this matter has been hidden from his family, and Mr. Xue kept this secret very well. Even the family who lived with him all day long had no knowledge of it.

At this time, the nanny came to refill the water. Zhang Yang said, "Old Xue, it is not convenient to speak here. Should we change the place?"

Mr. Xue nodded: "Go to my bedroom to talk."

Mr. Zhang and Mr. Xue just met. Mr. Xue not only invited him to dinner today, but also invited him to the bedroom, and told others that he was asking Zhang Yang to help him with massage. In fact, Mr. Xue had a huge secret to tell Zhang Yang.

When he came to Mr. Xue's room, Mr. Xue opened the desk in the suite study room and took out his medical records. He did not immediately hand it to Zhang Yang and whispered: "How much do you know about my condition?"

Zhang Yang said: "I just took the pulse for Mr. Xue and found that Mr. Xue's liver blood vessels were stagnant. You should have a tumor in your liver!"

Mr. Xue's expression was very calm, and his eyes were full of surprise. Although Zhang Yang had already revealed his condition just now, he did not say so in detail. Zhang Yang could describe his condition so accurately by taking the pulse alone, which made Mr. Xue more convinced of Zhang Yang's medical skills. He whispered: "A week ago, when I was having a physical examination, I found a tumor in my liver. According to the examination, my tumor should be malignant." He paused for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I have liver cancer!"

Zhang Yang was mentally prepared for this. He took a few steps forward, took his medical records from Mr. Xue, and read the information in detail.

Xue Laodao: "The doctor gave me a suggestion to operate as soon as possible and then perform radiation treatment, but they did not hide it from me. According to my current situation, the risk of surgery is very high, and no one can guarantee that there will be no transfer after the operation."

Zhang Yang didn't say anything, so he quietly put Mr. Xue's medical record on the table. He came to the Xue family today to ask Mr. Xue to write an inscription for Jiangcheng winery. However, he unexpectedly met Xue Yinghong and fell down accidentally, and then accidentally discovered the secret of Mr. Xue's serious illness. It seems that God is destined to have some contact with the Xue family, and he can't escape.

Mr. Xue said: "I didn't tell them about this. I was over 80 years old and had done everything I should do. I was very hesitant. I could accept death on the battlefield, at work, or even at home, but I could not accept death on the operating table."

Zhang Yang said: "The situation may not be as bad as you think!"

Mr. Xue said: "The symptoms you mentioned are very appropriate. Since the diagnosis, I don't know if it is a psychological effect, but the pain in my right abdomen has become more and more frequent. Only drinking alcohol can relieve some of the pain." He smiled bitterly and said: "I have drunk wine for a lifetime, but I have a problem with it."

Zhang Yang reached out and placed it on Old Xue's meridian again. He sent a wisp of his true energy into Old Xue's meridians and wandered along Old Xue's meridians for a week. Old Xue felt a gentle air flow seeping into his body, as if a small snake was walking in his body. After about five minutes, Zhang Yang let go of Old Xue's wrist again.

Mr. Xue said: "Since you have seen my condition, I won't hide it from you. However, I hope you will help me keep this secret. I don't want my family to worry about me."

Zhang Yang said: "Mr. Xue, you should actively treat it. Have you considered it clearly?"

Mr. Xue shook his head and said, "They conducted consultations with the world's first-class medical experts for my condition. My situation is not optimistic. The possibility of the operation is less than 10%. According to what you said just now, I have at most three months to live. If I choose to have surgery, I may not have to last for three months."

Zhang Yang said: "I said you will have three months to live at most, which is the premise of not actively treating it!"

Mr. Xue said: "Do you suggest me to have surgery?"

Zhang Yang shook his head and said, "Your situation is not suitable for surgery, and based on what I understand, your body may not only have problems with the liver."

Mr. Xue said: "So, I can only die?" He was not afraid of death. He had fully considered the worst results these days. It seems that he needs to summon his children to their side and explain their funeral to them.

Zhang Yang said: "I am frank, if you didn't meet me, it's true, but now you have met me."

Old Xue stared at Zhang Yang's eyes, wondering what this kid would say next?

Zhang Yang said: "I can save you and let you live healthy for another 30 years. But it should be fine for three or five years."

Mr. Xue was skeptical about Zhang Yang's words, and he whispered: "Really? Didn't you make me happy?"

"I dare not lie to you if I lie to you!"

Mr. Xue said: "I don't think about three or five years. Just one year is enough, so that I can see my grandson's birth and that I can see the return of Hong Kong with my own eyes."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "How is it enough to just see Hong Kong return? At least you have to see Macau return. Mr. Xue, do you think I am a reliable person?"

Mr. Xue smiled and said, "I don't know you, it's the first time we met. However, since my granddaughter is willing to become sworn brothers with you, it is enough to prove that you have a good character."

Official Zhang was very satisfied with Mr. Xue’s evaluation of himself. He said to Mr. Xue: “I have been studying at the Party School for a while and I just happened to have time to help you treat your illness.”

Mr. Xue said: "How sure are you?"

Zhang Yang said, "If I'm not sure, I won't help you!" This guy has always been very confident. Seeing that he is so confident, even Mr. Xue ignited some hope. He whispered: "Anyway, I'm still very resistant to surgery. You can treat it as a living horse."

Zhang Yang said: "I dare not compare you like this. You are an old ox of revolution."

Mr. Xue couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Yang said: "I can help you treat your illness, but you have to agree to me a few conditions first."

Mr. Xue said: "What conditions? I will not do anything that violates the principles!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I dare not tell you about things that violate the principles. First, during the treatment of the disease, you must strictly follow what I said. First, you must quit drinking, and then live according to the schedule I set up for you. Second, you must keep the secret for me. If I help you treat the disease, I can only know heaven and earth, you and I know, and the third person cannot let him know, including your baby granddaughter."

Mr. Xue nodded and said, "I'm just about to say this and want you to help me keep the secret. It seems that we both have come to the same place."

Zhang Yang said: "I can't help you cure your illness in one go, so you may come to your house frequently during this period. We have to think of a way to not make others suspicious."

Mr. Xue said: "You are young and have a living brain, you can find a way."

Zhang Yang said: "In this way, you said that reading my calligraphy is very good, so I asked me for advice and let me be your calligraphy teacher."

Mr. Xue said: "What? You are a calligraphy teacher for me? You are afraid you have not been born when I wrote a calligraphy brush." ​​Mr. Xue is quite confident in his calligraphy level. He has been an official for a lifetime and has written a calligraphy for a lifetime. There is no sound of flattery behind him wherever he writes. I didn't expect that this kid would actually be a calligraphy teacher for himself. It's so shameless.

Zhang Yang said: "Isn't this an excuse! As long as others believe it!"

Mr. Xue said: "I remember all the things you said. Are there any other conditions?"

Zhang Yang said: "There is another condition. If I help you cure your illness all the time, can you make an exception and write a picture of the Great Spring for me?"
Chapter completed!