Private nursing home.
There were more than ten people standing in the ward, all of them frowning.
Su Wanshan was lying on the hospital bed with silver hair and a haggard face.
Beside him stood several doctors wearing white robes.
There are also his daughter Su Tingyun and her husband Liu Chengfeng.
"Doctor, you are thinking of a way to save my father."
Su Tingyun pretended to wipe her tears.
His husband Liu Chengfeng held a will and smiled with satisfaction.
Fortunately, he was smart enough to let the old man put his fingerprints on the forged suicide note while no one was around.
In this way, as long as the old man dies, the Su Group will be theirs.
The doctors shook their heads.
"Your father is only hanging with a breath. Maybe he hasn't seen the person he wants to see yet. Once this breath is gone, the Emperor can't save him."
"Dad, woo woo..."
"Grandpa, grandpa."
Su Wanqing hurried in and rushed to the bedside of Su Wanshan with red eyes.
"Wanqing, you are finally here. Your grandfather, he, he is not alive anymore."
Su Wanqing's tears couldn't stop flowing down.
"Grandpa, if you keep persevering, I will find the doctor soon. As long as the doctor is here, your illness will be cured."
"Medical Master?"
Lu Xiaoyao was stunned.
It turns out that Su Wanqing has been looking for herself.
What would her expression be like if she knew that the doctor she was looking for was him.
Lu Xiaoyao glanced at Su Wanshan on the bed.
This old man is clearly on the verge of death, but his life should not be cut off. Only the people from the Divine Doctor Valley can cure him in this world.
Lu Xiaoyao even felt that it was a lie that the master asked him to go down the mountain to collect the account, but it was true to save people.
"Stop crying, your grandpa can't die."
Su Wanqing was stunned.
"Lu Xiaoyao, what did you say?"
"I can……"
Before Lu Xiaoyao finished speaking, Su Tingyun's son Liu Wenze rushed over with an old Chinese medicine doctor.
He directly pushed Lu Xiaoyao aside.
"Get out of the way, the doctor is coming, the doctor is coming."
"Medical Master?"
Su Wanqing and Lu Xiaoyao were both shocked.
An old man with white temples appeared in front of the two of them, holding a medical kit.
"Is he a doctor?"
Su Wanqing and Lu Xiaoyao said in unison.
Liu Wenze looked arrogant.
"Of course, in order to find the Medical Lord, I have exhausted all my efforts and spent a lot of thought."
Su Tingyun praised: "My son is really filial. If your grandpa knew about it, he would definitely be moved."
Lu Xiaoyao smiled.
There are weird things every year, but this year there are especially many.
Someone actually pretended to be him, and he caught him.
"I said, old guy, are you a medical master?"
Liu Wenze and Su Tingyun were furious when they heard this.
"Hey, who is your kid?"
"You actually dare to be disrespectful to the doctor. Who gave you the courage?"
Lu Xiaoyao pointed at the counterfeit, dumbfounded.
"You said this fake is a medical master, haha."
The counterfeiter's expression changed drastically, and Liu Wenze rolled his eyes at Lu Xiaoyao.
"Where did you come from, you dare to question the doctor? You said he is a fake, are you the doctor?"
Lu Xiaoyao nodded.
"Yes, you got it right!"
The counterfeit looked at Lu Xiaoyao coldly.
"I can understand being young and frivolous, but your blasphemy cannot be tolerated in the face of life and death."
Lu Xiaoyao said disdainfully: "Are you worthy of talking about life and death?"
He just wanted to expose this imposter.
Su Wanqing's expression suddenly changed.
"Lu Xiaoyao, that's enough. Grandpa's life and death situation doesn't allow you to joke around here."
Then, she looked at the counterfeit and said nervously.
"Medical Master, please take a look at my grandpa."
The impostor nodded, then rolled his eyes at Lu Xiaoyao.
"Well, you can let me treat the disease, but irrelevant people should go out so as not to interfere with Mr. Su's condition."
Liu Chengfeng pushed Lu Xiaoyao out directly.
"Didn't you hear what the doctor said? Get out of here."
"Su Wanqing, this guy can't cure your grandfather's disease at all, I..."
"shut up."
When the words came to her lips, Su Wanqing shot them back.
Lu Xiaoyao had no choice but to spread his hands.
"Okay, okay, I shut up."
Then, he stood outside the door and watched the excitement.
I saw the counterfeit sitting next to Su Wanshan seriously.
He felt Su Wanshan's pulse and looked at the whites of his eyes.
Then listened to his heart.
From time to time he frowned and took a few breaths of cold air.
Su Wanqing and others were so nervous that they didn't dare to breathe.
After a while, he asked weakly: "Medical Master, what happened to my grandfather?"
The impostor sighed, "Hey, Mr. Su is exhausted and will die soon."
"What?"
Hearing this, Su Wanqing went limp.
The tears couldn't stop falling.
"Are you saying that even you can't save my grandpa?"
The impostor shook his head, frowned, and twirled his fingers back and forth.
He said seriously: "It's not like there's nothing we can do."
"any solution?"
"Mr. Su has reached the end of his life and cannot survive for an hour. If he wants to survive this disaster, he can only extend his life."
"Borrowing your life?"
"That's right, it's just a life extension!"
The counterfeiter said earnestly: "Do you know Mr. He, the gambling king?"
"Yeah, I know."
Everyone nodded.
The impostor continued: "He spent a lot of money to borrow eleven years of his life. You haven't heard of it, right?"
Su Tingyun and Liu Chengfeng nodded quickly, "I've heard of it, I've heard of it."
It is not a secret that the gambling king extends his life. Everyone knows that it was the famous Feng Shui master who changed his life against the will of heaven and extended his life.
A ray of light shot out of Su Wanqing's eyes.
Is it possible that the Medical Master also has such ability?
Liu Chengfeng suddenly asked: "Medical Master, are you sure?"
Liu Wenze immediately said: "Dad, I asked you to ask this question. Who in this world has medical skills that can match that of the Doctor?"
"He is a god who stole people from King Yama. How can you question him?"
The impostor raised his head arrogantly, "If I, the doctor, are not sure, there will be no one else in this world."
Liu Chengfeng said earnestly: "Yes, doctor, no matter what method you use, you must save the old man."
"Don't worry, since I'm here, the old man won't die."
"It's just that borrowing Yangshou is not an easy thing."
"I will also lose half of my life span. I am saving others with my life..."
What a smart person Su Wanqing is.
"Medical Master, as long as you can save my grandfather, our Su family will be grateful. How much can you give me?"
"One hundred million a year, it's up to you how many years you want the old man to live."
"ah?"
Su Tingyun was dumbfounded.
"One hundred million a year?"
“Wouldn’t that be a billion in ten years?”
"Well, that's the truth."
Gudong.
Everyone swallowed their saliva and then turned their attention to Su Wanqing.
"Wanqing, your grandfather loves you the most. He even leaves the company in charge of you. You can't just ignore him."
Su Wanqing wished that her grandfather could live a long life, but her financial conditions really did not allow it.
Not to mention one billion, she couldn't get even 100 million right now.
The Song family's 500 million liquidated damages are still a problem.
Now again...
Su Wanqing hesitated.
When the counterfeit saw this, he stood up eagerly.
"Since you can't part with money, forget it and prepare for the future."
