There was a loud "bang".

The old man stood up involuntarily, but his legs trembled and he didn't obey the call, and he knelt in front of Ye Cheng at once.

Ye Cheng subconsciously stepped forward and hurriedly helped the old man up.

At the same time that Ye Cheng's hands were holding the old man's hands, the old man's hands were even stronger and more powerful in holding Ye Cheng's wrists.

"Little Sanzi...... After so many years, I fucking thought you were dead, where did you go?Why don't you come back to us?" The old man trembled and touched Ye Cheng's cold cheek.

It won't be wrong, it's him, and the person in front of him is the little third son.

But why is his face so neat, his skin so delicate, not at all like a man in his nineties?

In addition to being shocked, the trembling hands touched Ye Cheng's wrists, but then found that Ye Cheng's wrists were extremely smooth, and finally put down his wrinkled hands.

He recognized the wrong person.

Although the voices are so similar, it is not him.

The old man remembered that before he was separated from that person, he had been hit three times in the wrist, and the person in front of him did not have a trace of the old man's breath all over his body, it seemed that he was really old.

"Hey, I've been waiting for more than 70 years, I've been looking forward to it for more than 70 years, it seems that little third son, you haven't been able to come back to see me before I close my eyes. The old man shook his head helplessly, and a trace of crystal clear tears slowly flowed down from his eyes.

Little Sanzi......

These three words are so familiar to Ye Cheng, coincidentally, the little third son in the old man's mouth is himself seventy years ago, and the old man in front of him is also the guerrillas who walked into Zhangjia Village with Ye Cheng seventy years ago, and the villagers brought them out of the sight of the little devil unharmed, but Ye Cheng failed to save everyone in Zhangjia Village, including Zhang Xiuqing.

"Lao Yin, it's been so many years, if you want to find it, you still don't want to face the reality, this is the cause of you, for so many years, you want to open some in your heart, and as for now, depression has become a disease. Shen Guxi hurriedly helped the old man back to his seat.

At this time, the old man was even more tearful, covered his forehead, and said with a regretful face: "What do you know? If there was no little third son back then, how could our group of people live so easily? If it weren't for the little third son to resist those little devils' shells, I would have been crushed on the battlefield long ago, and now every one of us is full of children and grandchildren, but what about the little three?"

The old man paused, stretched out his right hand and stroked the scar on his face, and said bitterly: "I have always felt that he is not dead, he will not die." ”

When the old man spoke, Ye Cheng's hands had quietly caught the old man's wrist, but at the moment when Ye Cheng took the old man's wrist, he found that the old man's steps had already left his soul.

This is the vein of desire to be deposited, but, judging from this vein alone, he is not certain to die.

"Old Shen, this old gentleman's pulse is not incurable, it's just that to treat his disease, I need a lot of precious Chinese medicine, but this is not enough, and the old man also needs to forget the obsession in his heart, from now on, I am in a good mood, and I guarantee that the old man can live for another twenty years." Ye Cheng easily used his right hand, looked at the centenarian in front of him, and said calmly.

The old man's physique is healthy, except for the pair of eyes and the pair of legs that need a wheelchair to support his walking due to perennial injuries, there is nothing wrong with his internal organs and various organs, but because of his perennial overthinking, his mental condition is not very good, which also drives the accelerated failure of various organs in his body.

If he didn't untie this knot in his heart in time, maybe as Ye Cheng said, two months is the biggest deadline.

It's just that after listening to what Ye Cheng said, the old man immediately laughed, patted Shen Guxi's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Young man, from the time you entered the door to the present, it has only been six minutes, and in these six minutes, you didn't ask me what kind of disease I had, just said that you can cure me, it's a little too much, right?"

Obviously, the old man did not believe that such a young man could understand his illness in such a short time, and he was ashamed to say that he could cure himself.

If it was in normal times, he would have let the two people at the door pull him out, but the voice of this young man was really too similar to him, maybe it was the same, and he wanted to spend more time with this young man.

"Yes, Brother Ye, why don't you look more carefully, before coming here, I have almost all the experts in the country, including Bai Lao, have also come to see, and the results are all ......" At this time, Shen Guxi also quietly stepped forward and said to Ye Cheng.

In fact, Shen Guxi didn't have any hope for Ye Cheng, after all, Ye Cheng was not an immortal, and he couldn't bring people back to life, he only hoped that Ye Cheng could use his fire moxibustion to dredge the old man's meridians, so that he could live for a few more years.

After all, this person ......

Ye Cheng glanced at Shen Guxi, and then said with a smile: "Old man, every midnight, do you ever have a headache and splitting symptoms? This symptom doesn't last long, only about half an hour, but the pain costs you half your life?"

"I said Lao Shen, how many times have I told you, don't tell anyone about my illness, why can't you understand what I say?" the old man frowned slightly, and scolded in a low voice.

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But Shen Guxi shook his head and wanted to say something, but was blocked by Ye Cheng's words.

"Old man, in fact, Dean Shen really didn't say anything to me, but when I cut my pulse, I noticed that your pulse was uneven, and there were a lot of miscellaneous jumps, and the old people on both sides of you were a little swollen, which was caused by the defeat in the brain, and because of this pain, you couldn't sleep every night, so your dark circles have sunken into your eye sockets, this is not a serious disease, a few injections can be cured, but ......"

"But what?" Shen Guxi glanced at the old man on the side, and then asked.

However, the disease of organ failure in the elderly is all due to the stagnation of qi and blood, and the main reason for this stagnation is the heart disease of the elderly, which is like picking a bamboo stick, and the candle represents the internal organs. ”

"Miss, you can't go in, the master is in there. ”

As soon as Ye Cheng finished speaking, a male voice came from outside the door, and when Ye Cheng turned around, the door of the ward was pushed open by a woman who seemed to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

A familiar figure was following behind the woman with his head bowed at this time.