99 degrees of favor

Chapter 1302

Su Xiaoxiao and Sheng Yu exchanged glances, and the old man entered the password in front of the CEO's office.

The door opened automatically, and he walked in on crutches.

Sheng Yu closed his eyes and walked towards the infirmary.

"Sheng..." Su Xiaoxiao was stunned. She bit her lower lip, turned around and followed into the office, and hurriedly greeted, "Grandpa! Are you drinking water or coffee?"

"Tea, do you have any?" The old man sat down in the sofa chair with a majestic voice.

"There are some."

Because he took the special cough medicine, the old man didn't look so sick, and he still looked a little complex after being well-dressed.

Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly went to make tea for the old man, thinking, isn't this great reputation meant to make the old man angry?

Why are you still running to the infirmary?

After a while, the door opened, Su Xiaoxiao turned his eyes, saw Sheng Yu walking in with Gu Zhi, and also saw his grandfather's whole face collapsed.

"Happy New Year, old man." Gu Zhi was very polite, he was dressed casually today, without a white coat, and he was in high spirits.

The old man raised his eyebrows unhappily, and he looked away, leaning on a cane majestically, sitting upright in the sofa chair, looking very unhappy.

"Grandpa, let Gu Zhi talk to you." Sheng Yu looked at him, then turned his eyes and said in a gentle voice, "Xiaoxiao, let's go out."

"Oh, good." Su Xiaoxiao who was making tea hurriedly put down her work.

After Shengyu and her left, the door closed automatically.

In the simple and gorgeous CEO's office, only the old man and Gu Zhi were left.

Gu Zhi saw that the old man's face was darkened, he turned around and walked towards the tea set, mixed tea leaves in the pot, then poured boiling water into it and shook it gently, then took a bone china bowl and poured a cup of tea, Gu Zhi was pondering wearing something.

Holding the tea bowl in both hands, he walked towards the old man, bowed and said, "Tea, please."

The old man raised his eyes, looked at Gu Zhi with displeasure, and frowned.

The four eyes met, Gu Zhi's eyes were gentle, and the old man looked like an angry child in his eyes.

But the old man's complexion is really not very good, especially those muddy eyes, which seem to have lost their light.

"Old master, please drink tea." Bowing, Gu Zhi reached out and tried to take the leading crutch in his hand.

The old man sighed, handed over his crutches, took the teacup, and asked quietly, "Gu Zhi, I heard that you are a miracle doctor. You are so far away from me, can you treat me?"

Gu Zhi's face was gentle, "You are so calm."

Slightly startled, the old man looked up at him seriously, "What did you say?"

"Only someone who truly understands his condition can be so calm." Gu Zhi stood beside him, looking at him, "Can I feel your pulse?"

"No." The old man's tone was firm, knowing that he understood the pulse.

Gu Zhi said, "I'm just judging my guess."

"..." The old man was puzzled, "Explain clearly."

He was silent.

After blowing on the tea in the bowl, the old man said in a stern voice, "Say."

"You..." Gu Zhi stared at him, "Are you in the terminal stage of lung cancer?" His voice was very soft, but the tone of the question was affirmative.

The old man's heart shuddered!

He turned his eyes slowly, his cloudy eyes were full of disbelief!

Only he and his personal doctor in the United States knew about this matter, how could he...?

"Your complexion is not good, and there is a reflection of the light, which is not a good omen." Gu Zhi lowered his eyes and closed his eyes, with a heavy voice, "I need to feel your pulse to determine something."

"What do you want to be sure of?" His heart trembled, and his eyes locked on the genius doctor in front of him.

"Sure...how long do you have to live?" Gu Zhi said frankly without looking at him.

(End of this chapter)