Especially Qin Huaiyu, who looked at his father for a while, and then looked at Sun Simiao who was holding his breath and squinting his eyes slightly, with a worried look on his face.
On the contrary, Qin Shubao's face was relatively calm. He stretched out his arms and looked around the crowd with a smile.
"I, Qin Shubao, have been a soldier all my life. I have been through more than 200 battles, big and small. I have been seriously injured many times. I have shed several bushels of blood before and after. How can I not get sick?"
As he said this, he subconsciously glanced back and looked at his youngest son eagerly. He couldn't help but feel soft in his heart and his voice became softer.
"But don't worry, everyone. With my body, I can eat, drink, run and jump. I can still drink a lot of wine and eat a lot of meat. What other big problems could there be-"
Having said this, he subconsciously glanced at Wang Zi'an, who was slowly cooking hot pot, and Sun Simiao, who was diagnosing his pulse. He smoothed his beard with one hand and nodded to Wang Zi'an and Sun Simiao with a smile.
"There must be minor problems. I have been sick frequently in recent years, especially in this season. I feel like my whole body is covered in ice and frost. If the two miracle doctors can help diagnose and treat it, Qin can live a comfortable life for a few days. That's really great..."
While speaking, Sun Simiao slowly raised his finger, his face became a little serious, and gestured.
"Change your left hand..."
Qin Shubao couldn't help but look stunned, but then he smiled and stretched out his left arm in cooperation.
At this time, everyone's mood suddenly became tense.
Sun Simiao's actions and words had already said everything. Wang Zi'an's words were probably true. Qin Shubao's body seemed to have a real problem, and it was not a minor problem.
"Little friend Zian, what you said is true. Duke Ji's physical condition really cannot be ignored—"
Sun Simiao twirled his beard and looked at Qin Shubao solemnly.
"Old god, what happened to my father's body..."
My father has been sick frequently in the past few years. Even the imperial doctors from the palace have come to his home to prescribe medicine for his father's treatment. I know this, but I haven't seen any imperial doctor say so. What a serious illness my father had.
Qin Huaiyu asked what everyone was thinking, and everyone couldn't help but look at Sun Simiao longingly. Sun Simiao looked at everyone with nervous faces and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head slightly.
"If you really want to talk about it, the Duke's illness was not a serious illness at first, but he couldn't bear to leave some root of the disease every time. These little things add up and influence each other, and now he has almost been hollowed out..."
Having said this, he glanced at the concerned people and saw a look of apology on Sun Simiao's face.
"In this situation, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do..."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
You are still fine, so why don't you tell people that you can't do anything?
If it weren't for the legendary miraculous doctor Sun Simiao in front of them, everyone would have wanted to spit on him and then give him a free kick to let him experience what it means to be powerless.
Qin Huaiyu's small face suddenly turned pale, and he knelt on the ground with a pop.
"I also ask the old god to spare no effort. As long as my father's health can be cured, I am willing to spend all my family property to repay your great kindness..."
Sun Simiao:......
Am I being stingy?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile and shook his head.
"The Duke of Hebei has a heroic life. He is loyal and courageous. He is famous all over the country. He is the pillar of the imperial court. Even if you don't ask for help, I will be willing to diagnose and treat the Duke. However, the disease in the Duke can be traced back to the Second World War." More than ten years ago - almost every time, the old injuries were not healed, but new ones were added, coupled with excessive diet and lack of attention to recuperation in daily life - "
Speaking of this, Sun Simiao couldn't help but show a look of regret on his face.
"The Duke has repeatedly neglected his body and overstretched his body. This body is now almost useless. The only thing I can do is to try to maintain it and save the Duke from suffering..."
When Qin Shubao heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and reached out to gently pat his little son, who was pale and helpless.
"Then thank you Mr. Sun - I, Qin Shubao, am now over forty years old and occupy the position of Duke of the country. I have already had a wife and son, and have enjoyed all the glory and wealth in the world. Even if I am gone now, I have nothing to regret. Alright, please just take action, old gentleman..."
Sun Simiao was about to nod subconsciously when he saw Wang Zi'an eating and drinking there slowly out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"It's too early for the Duke to say this. Your illness - if Wang Xiaoyou is willing to take action, there will be no hope of improvement..."
As soon as he said this, Cheng Yaojin slapped his thigh and stood up suddenly.
"Yes, and Zian - cough, don't just eat, come here quickly, let your Uncle Qin take a look..."
The daughter didn't even send this old thing to him, so he automatically assumed the role of father-in-law.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but secretly complained. He raised his head and smiled at everyone. He extended his hand to invite everyone to share the pot and said with a smile.
"I have already seen it - Senior Sun has a sharp eye and his diagnosis is accurate. The Duke's body is indeed almost exhausted, but don't worry, there will be no problem if it lasts for another seven or eight years. Come, come, Come on, now that you have delicious food, don’t say such disgraceful words and eat first..."
Everyone:…
This piece of shit can't speak human words!
How can you starve to death if you don't eat even one meal?
"Zian, this is not a time for joking. Uncle Qin and I are brothers. If you can help, please don't hide it..."
Cheng Yaojin's face turned dark. This brat talked and chatted regardless of the occasion.
Seeing everyone looking at him with resentful expressions, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but put down his chopsticks.
"Didn't I tell you that Lao Qin's illness will be fine for a while? Why can't you understand what I'm saying? In this life, you can only live up to the food and the good scenery. In such a beautiful time and in front of such delicious food, you... Forget it, I can’t explain it to you common people——"
Everyone:……
It would be a shame to eat and drink with you heartlessly.
On the contrary, after Qin Shubao heard this, he laughed loudly and patted Wang Zi'an on the shoulder.
"Little friend Zian said it well, there is three points of joy when we are young - food and beautiful scenery cannot be disappointed. When you are alive, you have to be free and happy. Eat when you should, drink when you should, come here, drink and drink -"
He is indeed the boss on my door frame!
Seeing that Qin Shubao was so free and open-minded, Wang Zian couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart, and he felt a little cordial when he looked at Qin Shubao.
Wang Ziangang wanted to raise his glass in response, but seeing that Cheng Yaojin, Niu Jinda and others looked heavy-faced and uninterested, he had no choice but to put down his glass.
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