Yang Xiaobao pushed Su Guihua and followed Luo Pingqiu out of the villa.
While walking on Wutong Road, Luo Pingqiu suddenly said: "Actually, my grandfather did not suffer from myocardial strain."
When he said this, Luo Pingqiu looked sad.
"Oh? What disease does the old man have?"
"Heart failure." Luo Pingqiu sighed and said, "The doctor told us that my grandfather would not live long in this world, so I thought about taking him out more often, but I didn't expect that this would happen."
After listening to Luo Pingqiu's words, Yang Xiaobao was also a little sad and didn't know what to say.
"Brother Xiaobao, thank you very much for yesterday. If it weren't for you, my grandfather would definitely have passed away." Luo Pingqiu suppressed his sadness and said with a smile, "The doctors all said that it was fortunate that someone rescued him in advance, otherwise he would not have been able to wake up.
Already."
"Don't say that, anyone who encounters you will take action."
"What method did you use to treat it? The doctor said that my grandpa seems to be getting better, which is simply a miracle."
Yang Xiaobao pondered for a moment and said, "It's just an ordinary heart massage."
He definitely couldn't say that energy was input, and even if he did, she probably wouldn't believe it.
"Xiaobao, since it's effective, come and give the old man a heart massage if you have nothing to do." Su Guihua suddenly said.
"This... let's forget it. The old man doesn't need me. They have specialized doctors."
Luo Pingqiu didn't take what Su Guihua said seriously.
They found many experts from major hospitals for Mr. Luo, and the consultation results were consistent.
Even those famous doctors have said this. What can a village doctor do?
So she just smiled and didn't answer the question.
"Xiaobao can do it. He massages my legs every day. I didn't feel anything before, but now I can stand up."
Seeing that Luo Pingqiu didn't answer, Su Guihua hurriedly said: "Xiaobao is a famous doctor over there."
Seeing Su Guihua say this, Luo Pingqiu became a little curious: "Xiaobao, can you really help my grandpa cure his illness?"
Yang Xiaobao originally wanted to refuse.
He knew that Mr. Luo was not an ordinary person and did not want to get too close to him.
Otherwise, others would think that he still intends to get acquainted.
"The old man's doctor will definitely be able to cure it, and I don't need to take any action." Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.
He didn't want to say it couldn't be cured, nor did he want to cure it, so he could only say something ambiguous.
But when Luo Pingqiu heard these words, he felt that Yang Xiaobao could really cure the old man's disease.
"Xiaobao, how about you try?"
Luo Pingqiu thought to himself, since all the doctors said it couldn't be cured, wouldn't it be a good thing if Yang Xiaobao could really cure it?
"That's right, that's right, Xiaobao, just give me treatment. If it doesn't work, they won't say anything about you." Su Guihua encouraged at the side.
Luo Pingqiu smiled: "How can we blame Xiaobao? It's not too late to thank him."
Seeing that Su Guihua insisted on letting him treat Mr. Luo, Yang Xiaobao reluctantly nodded.
"Okay, Xiaobao, I'll tell the guard and you can just come over tomorrow morning. I'll tell my grandpa when I get back."
"All right."
Luo Pingqiu sent Yang Xiaobao to the guard and spoke to the guard before going back.
Yang Xiaobao pushed Su Guihua home. On the way, Yang Xiaobao asked in surprise: "Sister, why do you insist on letting me treat Mr. Luo?"
Su Guihua smiled: "Xiaobao, I feel that Mr. Luo's identity is not simple."
"So what? Who he is has nothing to do with us."
Su Guihua said: "Xiaobao, I am a little older than you. You have not been clear-headed in the past few years. Many people in the village have bullied us. If you really make friends with people like Mr. Luo, let's see who dares to bully you."
Su Guihua only thought about Yang Xiaobao's good and would not let Yang Xiaobao be bullied, so she said this.
How could Yang Xiaobao not understand what Su Guihua meant?
"Sister, we don't need to curry favor with anyone, no one dares to bully us."
Having received the inheritance from the mountain god, he is somewhat arrogant.
But Su Guihua didn't know.
"Xiaobao, just listen to me." She smiled and said, "You really cured the old man's disease, and you saved a person. This is also a good thing."
Yang Xiaobao nodded, agreeing to Su Guihua.
That night, Yang Hongfei investigated clearly and found out that the person Yang Xiaobao befriended in No. 1 Courtyard of Heping Road was Mr. Luo.
The moment he heard it was Mr. Luo, Yang Hongfei's heart skipped a beat.
This Mr. Luo is not something the Yang family can offend.
This is big trouble.
Fortunately, I heard that Mr. Luo's heart failure was severe and he wouldn't live long.
The next day, Yang Xiaobao arrived at Courtyard No. 1, Heping Road, at the specified time in accordance with the agreement with Luo Pingqiu.
Perhaps because of Luo Pingqiu's instructions, the guards only briefly inquired before letting Yang Xiaobao in.
Yang Xiaobao knocked on the door of Luo's house, and Mrs. Zhang opened the door and let him in.
"Xiaobao, you're really here. That's great. Come drink tea with me." Mr. Luo said happily when he saw Yang Xiaobao.
But Yang Xiaobao shook his head and said, "Old man, I think it's more important to treat you."
"Haha, Xiaobao, I know my old man's disease myself." Mr. Luo smiled, "The heart failure is so severe, how can it be cured?"
Yang Xiaobao was stunned for a moment.
The Luo family had always wanted to hide it, but they didn't expect that Mr. Luo already knew what kind of disease he had.
"Actually, it's not impossible to cure, it just requires a process." Yang Xiaobao said.
"Xiaobao, I know you are trying to comfort me, but those experts and famous doctors say it can't be cured, so how can you do it?"
"Old man, if others can't do it, maybe I can." Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.
Mr. Luo's expression changed and he seemed a little unhappy.
"Xiaobao, yesterday I thought you were a very honest young man and didn't talk big words. Why are you so impetuous today?"
Mr. Luo thought Yang Xiaobao was bragging and was a little unhappy.
But the more he said this, the more Yang Xiaobao wanted to prove to him that he could actually cure him.
"Old man, let's do this. I'll give you a heart massage. This is a method I came up with myself." Yang Xiaobao said, "Anyway, it's just a massage. If it doesn't work, it won't work."
Seeing that Yang Xiaobao insisted, Mr. Luo nodded and said, "Okay, then go to my bedroom."
When Mr. Luo was lying on the bed, Yang Xiaobao stretched out his hand and massaged his heart.
While massaging, he secretly injected energy into Mr. Luo's heart.
"Not to mention, Xiaobao, your massage is really comfortable. I always felt that my breathing was not smooth before. But after you massage me, my breathing becomes much smoother."
Mr. Luo said happily.
"Old man, as long as you feel comfortable, I will give you a massage every day."
Mr. Luo waved his hands quickly and said with a smile: "Forget it, I can't afford your medical expenses." This chapter has been completed!