good night warlord

"Grandpa Ji, is there really nothing we can do? No matter what medicinal material or method we want to use, we can try it."

Ji Guangbai has been watching the reactions of these people in the room. The quarrel between Murongli and Han Shifeng made him bored, and Yan Yan's expressionless face during the war made him unable to guess what this man was thinking. Only Gu Qingyi, this girl is a child. Heart, without the slightest secret.

Ji Guangbai really didn't want to get involved in the endless interests of a wealthy family when he came out of the mountain. Fortunately, there was another girl who made him feel that the world was still beautiful.

"I just said that I am not a miracle doctor, and I didn't say that there is no way to save it."

Ji Guangbai stroked his beard and said slowly.

Wartime Feng's eyebrows darkened, and dark clouds quietly accumulated in his eyes, which soon became impenetrable.

Murongli was overjoyed:
"Old Ji, do you really have a solution? Can you wake up my father-in-law? Look at you, what you said made me worry to death."

Gu Qingyi's eyes lit up:
"Grandpa Ji, really? Can you cure the old man?"

Ji Guangbai nodded, only looked at Gu Qingyi and said:
"Although there is a way, it can't be done in a day or two. Moreover, the old man of the Zhan family didn't become paralyzed due to a stroke."

"Not a stroke?" Murongli was a little surprised:

"At the beginning, all the Chinese and Western doctors who came to see him said that the old man had a stroke."

Ji Guangbai gave Murongli another look, if it wasn't for Murongli's father-in-law, Ji Guangbai would have suspected that it was her husband lying on the bed.

"Are you suspecting that my medical skills have misdiagnosed?"

Murongli can see hope just by looking at it, how dare he admit it when he heard this:
"No, no, I don't doubt your medical skills, it's just that you said that my father-in-law didn't become paralyzed because of a stroke, so what's the reason?"

During the war, Feng Ye stared gloomyly at the old man on the big bed.

"If my guess is correct, he has been poisoned, and he has been poisoned for a long time, and now the poison has penetrated into the bone marrow. Even if I try to wake him up, he will still be in great pain because the toxin that has penetrated into the bone cannot be completely removed.

So, do you want me to treat you? "

"Treatment, of course it must be cured." Murongli said without thinking.

"No." Zhan Shifeng raised his voice, and it sounded along with Murongli's voice.

Ji Guangbai looked at the two of them and remained silent.

Murong Li turned around and cursed:
"Zhan Shifeng, he is your grandfather, are you planning to let him die so quietly?"

During the war, Feng refused to budge: "You also know that he is my grandfather and I am his grandson. I have the right to decide his life and death, but you do not."

"Shi Yan is also the blood of the Zhan Family, you must obey the majority."

"Why do you want grandpa to wake up so much? Don't think I don't know about your own dirty thoughts. Elder Ji has already said that when grandpa wakes up, he will be worse off than he is now. You greedy woman, apart from my position as the head of the Zhan family You already have everything, are you still not satisfied?"

Seeing that a good medical treatment was about to turn into a tit-for-tat confrontation between Murongli and Zhan Shifeng, Gu Qingyi's face also turned cold:

"Don't quarrel, can't you just listen to Mr. Ji?"

Gu Qingyi suddenly interrupted Murongli's rebuttal, Zhan Shifeng Leng snorted, and tugged at his necktie.

Gu Qing thought that they stopped, so he asked Ji Lao:
"Grandpa Ji, if the old man wakes up, can he continue to take medicine to clear up the remaining poison? Or, to relieve some pain or something."

Ji Guangbai looked at Gu Qingyi admiringly, and then turned his head to look at the old man in Chuangshan:

"Of course it's possible, but it's not something that can be done in a short time."

Gu Qingyi naturally knows that freezing three feet is not a one-day process, and it is impossible to melt an iceberg in one day.

During the war, Feng Leng snorted and said:

"That's not okay. Instead of letting grandpa wake up and suffer, it's best for grandpa to fall asleep in a coma."

Zhan Shiyan, who had been silent all this time, glanced at the Zhan Shi seal next to the bed lightly, and lifted his lips:
"Mr. Ji, can the old man feel pain when he is in a coma?"

During the war, Feng's pupils tightened, and his fingers hanging by his side curled up.

Ji Guangbai looked at the silent man with some relief, he had never been able to figure out what this man was thinking, now that he heard his man ask this question, Ji Guangbai was relieved.

In this world, there are not so many people whose consciences have been eaten by dogs.

"Although the old man is not awake, he can feel the physical pain, and..." Ji Guangbai paused, looking at the gloomy Zhan Shifeng and the agitated Murongli, and slowly continued:
"Maybe he can hear everything you say now. After all, he was just in a coma due to poisoning, not dead."

Zhan Shifeng's hands were instantly clenched into fists because of Ji Guangbai's words, and he clenched tightly. He glared at Ji Guangbai gloomily, and his slender lips curled like a blade.

Murongli was immersed in great excitement:
"Zhan Shifeng, did you hear that? Whether the old man wakes up or not, the pain is the same. Now you have no reason to stop it."

Seeing Murongli's happy look, Zhan Shifeng left the convalescent room with a sullen look on his face.

Gu Qingyi's clenched hands finally loosened up a bit. She was really worried that Grandpa Ji would say something that would be incurable. If that were the case, her father's poison would also be incurable.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhan still has some help.

Fortunately, Dad has not been poisoned for a long time, and the residual poison should be cleared up soon.

Fortunately, she and Shi Yan found Elder Ji.

Gu Qingyi, who had let go of the tension all over her body, was a little unsteady, Zhan Shiyan noticed something was wrong with her, and wrapped her with her long arms:
"What's wrong, Yibaoer?"

Gu Qingyi smiled and shook her head:

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired after standing for a long time."

"Then I'll help you down to rest."

During the war, Yan was about to take Gu Qingyi away when Murongli said:
"Shi Yan, don't rush to leave. Since Elder Ji said that there is a way to cure the old man, you stay and listen carefully. You have a good memory, and you must prepare some medicinal materials. You can't count on Feng Zhi during the war. "

Murongli just wanted to find an excuse to keep his son here, because Mr. Ji said that although Mr. Zhan was in a coma, he might be able to hear the voices of the people around him. The son let go in vain:
"If you're worried, just ask a servant to help Qingyi down to rest. Your grandfather's body can't afford to delay any longer."

It is true that Gu Qingyi felt tired now because she was too nervous before, what her mother-in-law said also makes sense:
"Husband, I'm fine. You stay here and listen to Ji Lao's arrangement. The old man's recovery is more important."

If the old man can wake up, Dad has a chance to wake up too.

Yan also understood this truth during the war, so he nodded:

"Then be careful when you go downstairs, let the servant help you down, I will come down soon."

"Well, don't worry."

Gu Qingyi was not too weak to walk, so she left the door of the convalescent room and walked towards the stairs.

After coming out, the air seems to have circulated a bit. Gu Qingyi supported the handrail and went down to the second floor, feeling a bit more relaxed. There were more servants walking around on the second floor, cleaning and tea delivery came and went.

A bang sound came from behind Gu Qingyi, and before Gu Qingyi had time to turn around, she felt her back hit by a sharp corner...