Mr. Peng sighed and said: "This is difficult. As I told you before, Mr. Tan is already helpless.

Now I am giving him acupuncture and taking some medicine, just to reduce his pain.

Get him whatever he likes, let him eat whatever he wants, and keep him in a happy state.

After all, at this age, this is the only thing we can do. Even if I try my best, I can only help him delay a little longer."

Tan Jianxiong took a sip of tea and felt that the fragrant tea just now had no taste, but had a hint of bitterness.

After all, he is his old father!

The old father fell ill and died soon, so the son naturally felt uncomfortable.

He suddenly remembered something and said to Lin Tian and Xue Ping: "You two, this is your first time here, and I have something to tell you.

Half a month ago, the old man was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer in the hospital.

The doctor said that without chemotherapy, he would only have about half a year to live at most, and with chemotherapy, he would only live for about a year.

We three brothers decided not to undergo chemotherapy because we wanted the old man to spend the last part of his life happily and comfortably.

He didn't know the old man's condition and thought it was pneumonia.

Therefore, I ask you two to keep this secret when dealing with the old man."

He said this mainly because Lin Tian was young and might not be strict with his words, so he wanted to remind him.

Lin Tian nodded, indicating that he understood.

Xue Ping rushed to say: "Mr. Tan, please rest assured that we will definitely keep this in mind. I will also always remind my junior brother to pay attention to this."

Lin Tian was very annoyed by Xue Ping.

It would be fine if he knew it himself, why would he involve Lin Tian and monitor Lin Tian to keep secrets? It was as if Lin Tian would leak the secrets.

Tan Jianxiong smiled and said, "Okay! I feel relieved now."

While they were chatting, Tan Jianxiu suddenly walked towards them.

"Old Liu, make me a cup of tea. I want that big glass."

Seeing his arrival, everyone was a little surprised, stopped chatting and looked at Tan Jianxiu.

Tan Jianxiu was carefree and didn't care about the attention of everyone.

Although this request was strange, Butler Liu did as he said and brought him a large glass and poured him tea.

Tan Jianxiu looked dissatisfied as he watched Butler Liu fall.

"Old Liu, please pour me a little more tea. Longjing is so rare, and you only get a little bit every year, so you can't even buy it.

If you don't pour me more, why are you giving so much to these useless people?

Even drinking it won’t cure my dad!”

Hearing his provocative words, everyone present trembled.

Is this idle third son so aggressive?

"Jianxiu, you don't care what you say on weekdays, but on this occasion, in front of Mr. Peng, how dare you say such things and still not apologize to Mr. Peng?"

Mr. Peng had no mood swings about this.

He has been practicing medicine for many years and has seen many such things.

I've seen everyone, including a lot of dandy boys.

Some family members of patients will become angry when they see that their loved ones have not been cured, and transfer their anger to the doctors.

He continued to drink tea calmly.

Tan Jianxiu sneered and drank the tea in the glass in one gulp. He was even more rude and rude than when Lin Tian drank Mother Pei's cup of tea.

"Second brother, I left this matter to you before and asked you to find a famous doctor for the old man.

You asked this so-called Miracle Doctor Peng to treat the old man's illness for more than ten days. Our family gave him so much money, and now you tell me that he can't cure the disease?

Isn’t it ridiculous to spend so much money to hire someone just to cure the old man’s insomnia and make him feel pain-free?

If he is really a miracle doctor, he can cure the old man’s illness!”

Seeing that his tone was getting more and more agitated, Tan Jianxiong stopped him and said, "Jianxiu, that's enough! I know you're doing it for your father's good, and we all hope he gets better. But you're in a hurry, don't vent your anger.

Go to someone else.

It was not easy to get Dr. Peng to come over and help the old man treat his illness. Dr. Peng is the best Chinese medicine doctor in this area.

He took time out of his busy schedule to help us, which has given us a lot of face, but you are still being so unreasonable?"

Tan Jianxiu laughed out loud.

"Don't think that I don't know what you are planning in your heart. You just want to find a quack doctor to make the old man happy for the last time.

In fact, you are not thinking that since the old man does not know his condition, the group will be owned by you alone from now on.

According to me, you should tell the old man about this and let him decide how he wants to live in the end and think about how to distribute his inheritance."

Listening to Tan Jianxiu's words getting more and more outrageous, Tan Jianxiong was so angry that his head hurt and he felt like his veins were about to be exposed.

With so many people present, it was hard for him to attack Tan Jianxiu directly.

The two brothers quarreled in front of outsiders and were laughed at.

He can still endure it.

Suddenly, Tan Jianxiu's tone changed and he changed into a playful and smiling face.

"Haha, my old brother, I was just joking with you just now.

Am I that kind of person? Am I the kind of person who is afraid of uneven distribution of inheritance?

I don't want to remind you when I say these words.

Try your best to cure the old man, and don’t talk nonsense like sending him to the last stage."

Others don't know Tan Jianxiu, and Tan Jianxiong doesn't know his character. What he said before was from the bottom of his heart, and what followed was a lie.

The old man was stuck with his expenses all day long. He wished that the old man would die early and give him some money so that he could spend his days and nights.

He knew that the old man was old and his life was not long. He would be free soon.

However, before that, he must perform well in front of the old man in order to obtain more inheritance.

Xue Ping had been silent for a long time and suddenly spoke.

"Third Young Master, I would like to add a word, the teacher is not limited to these skills."

Lin Tian shrugged his eyebrows. What did Xue Ping want to do when he interrupted?

Tan Jianxiu glanced sideways at Xue Ping and said disdainfully: "Who are you? Are you qualified to talk to me?"

Xue Ping cast a look of help at Tan Jianxiong.

Tan Jianxiong glared at Tan Jianxiu and said to Xue Ping: "Mr. Xue, tell me."

Xue Ping glanced at Mr. Peng and saw that he had no intention of stopping him, so he continued.

"Two days ago, the teacher went back to the medical clinic and brought over the nine needles passed down by the ancestor.

Nine needles are completely different from the silver needles used in the world. The "Huangdi Neijing" records nine needles, which are said to have been made by Fuxi.

These nine needles include cylindrical needles, round needles, cylindrical needles, sharp needles, beryllium needles, round sharp needles, filiform needles, long needles and large needles.

The nine needles have different shapes and sizes, and each needle has its own usage.

The Patriarch also collected a lot of places before, collected four ancient needles, and then used new technological methods to forge the other four needles, making a total of nine needles.

Legend has it that the use of nine needles together can achieve the best effect of acupuncture treatment.

Teachers rarely use nine needles. Using nine needles requires a lot of energy and cannot make any mistakes.
Chapter completed!