Seeing this, a hint of curiosity appeared in Mo Chuanhe's eyes.

After waking up, he heard that Chen Liang helped him check it out, but he didn't know the inspection method.

No matter how he asked, He Feng refused to say.

He Feng tacitly took out paper and pen, and Chen Liang sat on the edge of the Mochuan River bed, with his hand on his wrist.

"Pulse?"

Mo Chuanhe muttered in his heart.

He has also seen the best Chinese medicine in China, but it has no effect.

Such a young man actually relied on Chinese medicine to diagnose the problems in his body?

Chen Liang slowly closed his eyes, his mind moved, and a cold voice sounded in his head.

"Skill conversion successful, congratulations on obtaining the Ice Shooter - Ash's skill 'Eagle Strike'!"

"Skill Level: Level 5!"

"The skill has reached level five, there is no limit to the number of daily conversions, and at the same time, no gold is consumed!"

"Consume 1 HP per minute!"

Chen Liang popped up a number '21' in his head.

He played a day of games with perspective on today, and although each one was a crushing game, the physical strength consumption was also a bit too much.

Suddenly, the tiredness that made him a little unbearable hit instantly.

Chen Liang lowered his head with a tired face and shook his head a few times.

Both He Feng and Mo Chuanhe saw that something was wrong with him.

"Xiao Chen, are you okay?"

"Mr. Chen, are you okay?"

The two asked in unison.

Chen Liang waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired." ”

"Why don't you check it another day, Xiao Chen." Mo Chuanhe said worriedly.

"Don't get in the way, I can still persevere." Chen Liang smiled back with a reassuring smile.

The words of the private doctor just now still made Mo Chuanhe have a certain judgment on Chen Liang in his heart.

He also doubted whether Chen Liang was really capable, after all, Chen Liang was too young.

But now Chen Liang is more of an appreciation of the elders for the younger generations.

There aren't many young people like Chen Liang anymore.

But... If he knew that Mo Siyu gave a bow before letting Chen Liang come over, would he still think like this.

Chen Liang raised his head, slowly opened his eyes, and a streamer flashed.

He once again did a full body examination for Mo Lao.

After all, there is a world of difference between level 4 and level 5 perspective!

He still understands the truth of collecting money from people and eliminating disasters.

The picture that appeared in Chen Liang's eyes saw the skin through Mo Chuanhe's hospital gown.

It's not like last night with red spots everywhere with allergies.

Moreover, the cracks in the skin have been eased somewhat.

It was proved that after the diagnosis last night, the medicine He Feng used stabilized Mo Chuanhe's condition.

Through the skin, I saw the blood flowing inside.

Under Chen Liang's gaze, the rapidly flowing blood gradually slowed down...

It wasn't Mo Chuanhe's blood that slowed down under his gaze.

Rather, his eyes captured more of the picture, and with more detail.

"Well, it's a lot better than yesterday."

Chen nodded and said.

However.

The general diagnosis of the pulse is to listen carefully, and to look and smell in cooperation.

His eyes were staring at Mo Chuanhe tightly, and Mo Chuanhe felt a little hairy in his heart.

It's as if he can see through it...

The whole body was carefully examined, and it was no different from yesterday's examination.

It's nothing more than that people are getting older, and their organs are not working as well as they are younger.

Chen Liang glanced at Mo Chuanhe, and then glanced at He Feng.

A normal comparison is being made.

made the two a little confused.

After making sure that there were no other problems, Chen Liang looked at Mo Chuanhe's liver.

What I saw yesterday was a black patch, and it was constantly eroding the few good livers that were left.

But I can't see it carefully, and I can't even see the blood vessels inside.

Now, Chen Liang's eyes froze.

The gaze penetrated the liver, which was still normal on the surface of the eyes, to the black part inside.

Suddenly, Chen Liang was a little excited.

Sure enough, as he had guessed, he couldn't see through it yesterday because the level of perspective was not enough.

Now that he can see it, then he doesn't have to return the war bow to Mo Siyu.

Through the black part, I finally saw the whole liver.

However, the more I looked at it, the tighter my brow wrinkled.

Seeing this, He Feng, who was in charge of recording, gradually became solemn, but he didn't open his mouth to disturb Chen Liang.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Chen Liang let out a long breath.

The two of them, who had been waiting anxiously, felt as if he could see it.

Hurriedly asked, "What is the cause?" ”

Mo Chuanhe was desperate to know what was wrong with his body.

And He Feng is witnessing the imminent birth of a genius!

Chen Liang looked at Mo Chuanhe with his eyes, and said in a solemn tone: "Old Mo, you..."

He paused.

found that he didn't know how to open his mouth to tell Mo Chuanhe about his true condition.

"Xiao Chen, it's okay, you can just say what you find, my own body, I probably know it in my heart." Mo Chuanhe said that, but there was also a trace of worry in his eyes.

No one wants to die, and he is no exception.

Not for anything else, just to be able to see his granddaughter get married one day.

That was his only wish!

However, the more he said this, the more difficult it was for Chen Liang to speak.

He Feng has been a doctor for many years and has been accustomed to all kinds of life and death.

I have also seen a talent no less than Zhou Wei, because I can't accept that doctors have to face all kinds of family members every day, and finally become unexpected...

He patted Chen Liang on the shoulder, sighed, and said, "It's okay Mr. Chen, you can just say it." ”

"Mo Lao, you are... Hepatocarcinoma. Chen Liang finally said it, but his heart was heavy.

Hearing this, Mo Chuanhe did not have a trace of astonishment on his face.

Some are just regrets.

Indeed, as he said, he still has a certain understanding of his body.

When he heard about liver cancer, He Feng was shocked.

He is a professor at a medical university, and no one knows better than him that to diagnose whether a person has cancer, it takes a lot of tests.

And Chen Liang turned out to... It's just that the pulse has been checked for less than three minutes.

Moreover, it seems that there are about two minutes to think about how to talk about it.

He Feng's shock was not over, and then Chen Liang said to him again: "Teacher Mo is primary liver cancer. ”

"Smack..."

The pen in He Feng's hand fell to the ground.

The expression on his face was terrifying.

Chen Liang was even found out what kind of liver cancer it was?

This...

For a while, He Feng didn't know whether to be shocked, whether to feel sorry for Mo Chuanhe, or to be happy.

If it weren't for the presence of a patient whose time was short, He Feng would have jumped up with joy.

The existence of Chen Liang is likely to subvert modern medicine and make a qualitative leap in the medical field!

How could he not be happy?

After Chen Liang checked Mo Chuanhe's condition yesterday and went home, he deliberately checked the information according to what he saw overnight, and only then did he know what kind of liver cancer it was.

"Doctor He, please let Xiaoyu and them in." A white smile appeared on the corner of Mo Chuanhe's mouth.

After Mo Siyu came in, he walked in front of Mo Chuanhe as soon as possible and asked Chen Liang, "How is my grandfather's illness?" ”

A group of personal doctors followed her and hurried in.

"I hope you'll be prepared."

He Feng said heavily: "The patient is suffering from... Liver cancer, primary liver cancer. ”

Suddenly, Mo Siyu was like being struck by lightning.

Her feet were weak and she almost fell to the ground, but fortunately Chen Liang was on the side, and she leaned on Chen Liang, which stabilized.

A burst of incense softened, but Chen Liang had no waves in his heart at this time, and he didn't feel anything.

is also immersed in the pain of Mochuan River.

"Grandpa..."

Mo Siyu exclaimed in pain, pursed his red lips, and threw himself into Mo Chuanhe's arms.

Her eyes are reddening...

Mo Chuanhe touched his granddaughter's hair dotingly, tried his best to show his usual smile, and said: "Okay, okay, Siyu, grandpa is fine, people will always die, don't be sad, if you cry again, you will become a little cat and it will not look good, everyone is looking at you." ”

Hearing this, Mo Siyu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and stood up.

The private doctors were also silent for the first time, as if they were mourning for Mo Chuanhe.

Only Dr. Ye stared at Chen Liang with his eyes.

He suddenly spoke: "Miss Mo, I doubt that this person's diagnosis is a misdiagnosis, how can he conclude that Mo Lao is liver cancer?" Moreover, is it still primary liver cancer? ”

As soon as these words came out, a group of private doctors immediately reacted.

In an instant, everyone in the ward looked at Chen Liang...