Empress Running Away with the Ball!

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Wu Sishu felt angry.

In a word, the old lady's illness became so heavy that it was all delayed by these old Western medicine experts.

At first, the old lady got only ordinary old fever. As long as he took a few Chinese medicines according to his prescription, it is estimated that it will be cured soon.

However, other people's indifference is a despised TCM. TCM is slower to treat diseases than Western medicine.

So he pressed and did not express his opinion, but listened to the treatment of Western medicine experts led by Gu Qingfeng.

These experts gave the old lady some tonics for strengthening their body.

They think that the old lady is in a decline in body functions. As long as you strengthen your resistance and infusion, these minor illnesses will soon get better.

Anyone knows that a minor illness soon becomes a serious illness.

The old lady Xiang is fever in her own, plus a lot of tonic, it is equivalent to adding a spoonful of oil to the burning dry firewood, burning the oil on the fire, how can the old lady be sick?

But these words, Wu Sishu did not dare to speak clearly.

As long as he said it, he was offended by all the Western medicine experts present. He would never be able to gain a foothold in Beijing later.

What's more, if Fu Shao investigates, he can't get rid of the relationship.

He saw that the medicines of these people were not symptomatic, but he didn't say anything to stop them. Instead, he let them give the medicine to the old lady, and he was at fault.

No matter how smart Fu Shaobei is, he doesn't understand the intrigue of these Chinese and Western medicine, fighting openly and secretly, and the twists and turns of this belly.

He listened, everyone seemed to be helpless about the old lady's illness.

A pair of handsome thick brows could not help frowning into Chuan characters.

"Zi Ming, do you have any good treatment?" He looked at Luo Ziming.

Although Luo Ziming was young, he still believed his judgment the most.

Luo Ziming put down his medical record: "I want to see the patient first."

"Okay, I will take you up."

Fu Shaobei nodded, turned and walked out.

The expressions of those experts are a little weird. Look at me, I look at you, and then look at Gu Qingfeng together.

Gu Qingfeng sighed: "Let's go and see."

Everyone followed.

Mrs. Gu's room is on the third floor.

It was a big bedroom, and as soon as I entered the door, I smelled a scent of flowers.

A lot of flowers and plants are placed on the open-air balcony outside. The whole room is spacious and bright, and the furniture inside is also pure Chinese.

The old lady was lying on the big Chinese bed with two nurses beside her.

Her eyes were close, and her look was very poor.

She didn't open her eyes when she heard someone coming in.

Fu Shaobei stepped forward and yelled softly: "Grandmother."

The old lady opened her eyes slightly and saw him, a glimmer of joy in her dim eyes.

"You came."

She said weakly.

The old lady's weakness made Fu Shaobei's heart sore, and he gently shook the old lady's hand.

"Grandmother, the expert came to you for consultation."

At this time Gu Qingfeng stepped forward and walked to the old lady's bed and asked with concern: "Old lady, how are you feeling today?"

The old lady's face fell, her eyelids did not lift, and she said coldly: "This is the same sentence every day. My wife can't die yet."

She has a bad tone and a bad mood.

Because of her torture, she couldn't eat well or sleep well. The old man, who was nearly 80 years old, was already weakened. How could she still be angry?