Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

“No, that’s not it…”

The nurse never expected that Elder Huo would protect the girl to this extent. She simply displayed a tiny trace of contempt and he noticed it straight away.

She looked at Song Yaoyao pleadingly, hoping she would speak up for her. But her eyes simply met Song Yaoyao’s for a few seconds before the girl said indifferently, “Grandfather, I’m not looking at the medicine anymore.”

“Why? Are you upset?” Elder Huo patted her on the head. “Don’t look at it then. What’s so good about it anyway? It’s been so long and it still hasn’t—”

He paused, looked at Elder Shen, and shook his head.

His old friend’s condition was getting worse by the day. It was hard not to feel heartbroken looking at him.

However, life was unpredictable. That was the truth.

They were getting old and were bound to leave one day. It was only a matter of time.

“Hasn’t Grandfather Shen considered Traditional Chinese Medicine?”

Song Yaoyao tilted her head curiously and blinked.

Elder Shen was not angered by this. “Do you know what illness I have?”

“If I’m right, it’s kidney failure,” Song Yaoyao concluded as she tapped on her lips and thought for a bit. “I’ve read about this condition in books. It’s not impossible to treat. Grandfather Shen, have you done a kidney transplant in the past?”

She spoke naturally without noticing that the experienced old men were shocked by her words.

Elder Huo stared at her. “Yaoyao, did you really diagnose Old Shen by yourself?”

“Yes,” Song Yaoyao nodded. “As soon as I entered, I noticed that Grandfather Shen’s hand was abnormally swollen. After that, I saw how his reaction speed was a little slow while playing mahjong, that his breathing was heavy, and his complexion was yellow. Taking his age into consideration as well, I knew there was something wrong with his kidneys. Thus, I took the liberty to guess that he has uremia. However, I haven’t checked his pulse yet, so I can only guess. I’m not sure if I’m right or not…”

She stuck out her tongue. “If I’m wrong, I hope Grandfather Shen won’t be mad. Let me apologize to you~”

The girl was professional and serious when she explained the diagnosis; even the nurse standing at the door was surprised. This girl really did have some skill! !

The four methods of diagnosis in Traditional Chinese Medicine were, look, listen, question, and feel the patient’s pulse. Yet, she simply observed the man’s symptoms and almost got his entire diagnosis correct.

Was Traditional Chinese Medicine really this amazing?

This was the best hospital in Hua Country. If the hospital couldn’t cure them, was this girl really capable of doing that?

The men looked at each other and noticed the shock in the other person’s eyes.

Elder Huo couldn’t hide his excitement. He pulled Yaoyao over and asked in detail, “Brat, tell me, can your Grandfather Shen be cured?”

Actually, the reason why the old men insisted on staying in the hospital was to accompany Elder Shen. They didn’t want him to be all alone. They would be his company so he wouldn’t leave the world by himself.

By this point, Elder Shen had already half given up. He was happy to take the medicine, but he wasn’t willing to do any procedures. He even refused to stay in the ICU. He looked at his swollen hand and patted the area where his kidneys sat. “These are already my second set. The doctor said he can’t do another one. I guess, this is life!”

“Second set?”

Song Yaoyao furrowed her brows, stood up, and walked over. “Grandfather Shen, can I check your pulse?”

Elder Shen responded quickly, “Okay.”

Everyone’s gaze fell upon Song Yaoyao. 2 minutes later…

“He can be treated. But…”