Chapter 826 - Only Two Percent Sure?

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Meng Yao heard the uncertainty from his words, and his heart tightened: "How sure are you?" ”

"Twenty percent." Old Doctor Fu shook his head, "This is still an optimistic estimate. ”

Twenty percent?

Or is it an optimistic estimate?

Several people's hearts sank suddenly.

He Yinghui and Lu Shujing glanced at each other, their faces were ugly.

Meng Yao was anxious, and blurted out to Old Doctor Fu: "Grandpa Fu, the certainty of two percent is too low!" You've been able to cure him before, why are you only 20% sure this time?! If you have any conditions, just mention it, we can definitely agree, please treat He Zheng, you can pay whatever price you want me to pay......"

Before Meng Yao finished speaking, He Zheng slightly tightened the hand he was holding with her, shook his head at her again, and motioned for her not to say any more.

He could feel that Dr. Fu was telling the truth, not deliberately exaggerating or alarmist.

Sure enough, Old Doctor Fu said with a serious expression: "Doctor's parents, I will naturally go all out, but his situation this time is much more serious than last time, so I really don't have much certainty." ”

Meng Yao bit her lip tightly, thinking that He Zheng's eyes might not be cured, her heart felt as if a knife was poking hard, sad, sad, and guilty......

It's all because of her, it's all her......

He Zheng patted her on the shoulder: "It's okay if you can't see it for the rest of your life, as long as you don't care that I'm a disabled person." ”

He used a joking tone, but Meng Yao cried out, she was angry and sad, "I'm dying, you still say this kind of thing, am I that kind of person in your heart?!" You know what I'm thinking! ”

"I just want you not to worry...... I was wrong. He Zheng hurriedly comforted her.

Meng Yao held back her tears, looked at Old Doctor Fu again, and said earnestly: "Grandpa Fu, think about it again, if there is anything that can help you treat He Zheng, just open your mouth, we will do our best to do it!" ”

Hearing this, the old doctor Fu Zhiyuan frowned, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth in the room.

After a while, in the complicated eyes of everyone mixed with nervousness, expectation, and urgency, Old Doctor Fu finally spoke slowly.

"Alas, if the thirteenth needle of our Fu family is not lost......"

Speaking of this, Fu Lao sighed again and did not continue.

He Zheng was stunned.

Meng Yao hurriedly asked, "Grandpa Fu, what do you mean by what you just said?" ”

He Yinghui also said: "Old man, if you have any ideas, whether you succeed or not, just say it!" Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, for the sake of Xiao Zheng, we have to give it a try! ”

Fu Lao put his hands behind his back and walked back and forth a few steps before he spoke again.

"If you want to cure He Zheng's illness, you mainly have to rely on the secret acupuncture method passed down by our Fu family."

"Our Fu family's ancestral acupuncture has a total of thirteen needles, of which the thirteenth needle has the best effect, and it is also the most profound and complex......"

"These thirteen stitches are the secret of my Fu family, but during the war decades ago, a group of soldiers from country R broke into my house and snatched the secret book that recorded the thirteen stitches, at that time my father only mastered twelve stitches, and he had not learned the thirteenth stitch, and since then, the thirteenth stitch of our Fu family has been lost."

"Over the years, I have been trying to find the thirteenth needle by my own research, but unfortunately there is always a slight difference ......."

Speaking of this, Fu Lao paused and sighed.

"If I can get back the secret book of these thirteen stitches, judging by my years of study......