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The sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, and the fragrance penetrates the hearts of the people.

The sweet-scented osmanthus trees around Qiao's mansion are excellent varieties of golden osmanthus, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and milky-yellow sweet-scented osmanthus dotted between the branches and leaves.

It seems that he did not expect Xue Poye to come to the door again today, so Grandpa Qiao still sat happily in front of the mansion, eating peanuts with a little wine, and there was a game of fighting beasts on the ground in front of him, entertaining himself alone, when he saw Xue Poye came over and immediately shouted: "Little Xue, let's play a few more games. I have found the real way. You can't win even a game today."

Xue Poye sat down on the ground opposite him with a smile, and said with a smile: "The old man has to type out the manuscript when he talks big, this game of fighting beasts is not easy to win when you are old, come, come, let me see what you can do. , let's see what the old man has researched."

Under the watchful eyes of Ye Tianxiang and others, one old and one young, sat at the gate of Qiao's mansion and played chess seriously, making everyone dumbfounded.

Going down to the subtle place, the old man drank the wine proudly, and handed over the jug, Xue Poye took it without hesitation, drank a couple of sips, and continued the game.

Both of them are people with extremely high IQs. Naturally, they don't really play chess like children. They both make full use of every beast, help each other and defend each other, and never give up unless it is absolutely necessary. That's why this game took a long time. At the end, Xue Poye was a little loose and let the old man win. The old man was so happy that his smile increased, and he danced like a trumpet flower.

At this time, several people could really see that if they didn't talk about business, Mrs. Qiao was really a kind and kind old man in life, very happy and childlike.

"Actually, the old man has never changed the decisions he has made in his life." The grandfather suddenly said coldly, "So some things have no results after all."

Xue Poye smiled calmly and said, "The old man thinks too much. I want to go back to Hangzhou, so I came here to say goodbye and play chess with the old man."

Only then did Mr. Qiao pat Xue Poye on the shoulder with a smile, and said kindly: "The Qiao family always welcomes you. Whenever you want to come to Suzhou to do business, you can come to me."

Xue Poye laughed and said, "Don't provoke me anymore, old man. Yesterday, I was beaten by the old man with a few words, and I almost lost my temper. Fortunately, there is a famous doctor by my side, so it went smoothly."

"Famous doctor?" Mrs. Qiao frowned, turned to Ye Tianxiang and Mingxu, fixed on Mingxu, and said calmly, "Is he a famous doctor?"

Xue Poye said calmly: "It can't be said that he is a famous doctor, but since Dr. Mingxu's debut, he hasn't had any unsightly illnesses. It's strange to say that one of us in Hangzhou almost died a while ago, but he was caught by the doctor. He was rescued, I think it's a bit of a coincidence."

Grandpa Qiao's expression remained unchanged, he smiled faintly, and said leisurely: "There are no doctors in the world, let alone nonsense medical skills. They are nothing more than tricks to deceive people." He looked away from Mingxu with disdain.

Xue Poye laughed, nodded and said: "What the lord is talking about, what a bullshit doctor, there are many diseases in this world, and there are some strange diseases that have never been seen or seen before. I don't believe that those guys who are trying to catch fame can really see all the problems in the world. Miscellaneous diseases." Looking at Mingxu, he made a show, and said with a smile: "Mr. Mingxu, do you think so?"

Mingxu stared blankly at Xue Poye, and said calmly: "As long as a living person is sick, there is always a cure."

Mrs. Qiao shook his head, hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing, but he looked at Ming Xu with a strange look.

Mingxu stared at Grandpa Qiao, and said after a long while: "Mingxu is presumptuous, dare to say that Grandpa has a stubborn illness."

Mrs. Qiao was shocked, frowned, looked at Ming Xu and said, "You said I have a stubborn illness? Hehe, the old man still wants to live for a few more years, so don't curse me."

Ming Xu shook his head and said: "Actually, Grandfather himself knows about his illness."

Mrs. Qiao's face darkened, and he said calmly: "Since that's the case, why don't you tell me what's wrong with the old man? I can't say it, but I'm cursing the old man, and I will be very unhappy."

"Stomach!" Mingxu said calmly: "Actually, Grandfather has a serious stomach disease. If this junior is not wrong, Grandpa's stomach has been sick many years ago. Maybe it's not alcoholism, but to protect the stomach. Alcohol is hot, stomach cold is protected by alcohol, although it won't hurt, but every winter, grandpa can't eat hard food, he can only eat rice porridge soup, Otherwise, there will be food blockage in the stomach, severe chest pain, and even cough up bloodshot."

Ming Xu talked about it, the grandpa's expression changed drastically, he looked extremely shocked, Xue Poye saw it, knew that what Ming Xu said was true, and when he lamented Ming Xu's high medical skills, he was even more overjoyed.

Seeing Mr. Qiao's shocked expression, Xue Poye had already shouted: "Ming Xu, what nonsense are you talking about? The old man is in good health. How can he have a cold stomach? What nonsense." It’s not intentional.” He stood up, patted the dust off his body, bowed to the ground, and said respectfully, “It’s a great fortune to meet my grandfather during this trip to Suzhou. Let's take a look, I will take my farewell here, Grandfather, take care, we will meet later."

The grandfather was in a daze, as if he didn't hear Xue Poye's words, until Xue Poye was about to get into the car, the grandfather slowly stood up and said in a deep voice, "Wait a minute!"

A smile floated on the corner of Xue Poye's mouth, he turned around and said respectfully, "What else do you want?"

Grandpa Qiao stared at Xue Poye, then at Ming Xu, and waved after a long time: "You take him with me!" After speaking, he turned and entered the mansion

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This is a cool pavilion, which can be regarded as the highest place in Qiao's mansion. It is ventilated on all sides, fresh and natural. Looking down from this cool pavilion, you can overlook the whole picture of Qiao's mansion, which can be called "the only place high in the sky ".

Grandpa sat at the table, frowned, sighed after a long time, and said to Xue Poye: "Little Xue, what else do you know?"

Xue Poye was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Poye doesn't know anything, what is the grandfather referring to?"

"I think you came here not to say goodbye to me, but to let me know that there is a doctor with high medical skills beside you!" Mr. Qiao said slowly, "I think you should know something."

Sure enough, it was an old fox with vicious eyes, which was also evident.

Xue Poye didn't dare to lie anymore, and gave another salute, sincerely said: "Don't be offended, Grandpa, Poye does know some things, maybe that's not what Poye should know, but Poye is sincerely helping Grandfather. To put it in plain language, Ming Xu's attainments in medicine are indeed extraordinary, I think there are few people in this world who can surpass him, so I just want to see if Grandpa can use it."

Ming Xu bowed his head shyly when he heard Xue Poye praise his medical skills which few people in the world could match.

The grandfather sighed, and said softly: "I don't blame you, you sit down." After Xue Poye sat down, he said softly: "Little Xue, what do you know? You might as well let the old man know."

Xue Poye thought for a while, and finally said: "The thing is like this. On the way to Suzhou this time, I met a strange young master in a tea shed on the road. Ming Xu knew that young master was terminally ill. It's a pity. Everyone is in a hurry, it's just a one-sided relationship. I thought it was just a coincidence, but when I came to your mansion last time, Mingxu saw the frame of that young master, so we think that the young master who is terminally ill It belongs to Qiao's residence, but we dare not ask rashly about this matter, so we dare not speak out, so we can only resort to this trick, just to see if Grandpa can use us."

Mrs. Qiao nodded, listened carefully to Xue Poye's narration, stroked his beard and sighed: "It seems that this is still true fate, could it be a gift from heaven to me."

Xue Poye tentatively asked: "Could it be that the son really belongs to the grandfather...?"

Grandpa Qiao nodded, and said slowly: "That is the only seedling of my Qiao family, and also my only grandson, named Qiao Ting!"

Both Xue Poye and Mingxu were taken aback, they didn't expect that the blind young man was the grandson of Mrs. Qiao, let alone a single biography of the Qiao family.

Xue Poye suddenly understood why Grandpa Qiao didn't have the desire to expand. Presumably, Grandpa Qiao already knew that Qiao Ting's life was not long, and he himself was in his twilight years. The Qiao family would face extinction at any time. Mind to forge ahead.

Thinking of Ming Xu's verdict when he first came to Qiao's mansion, he was really right. The Qiao family was in trouble and faced a huge crisis of having no successors. No wonder the whole Qiao's mansion was deserted and exuded Gloomy.

Mrs. Qiao looked at Ming Xu, and there was a glint of hope in his eyes, and asked: "Mr. Ming Xu, you have met Ting'er, can you see what disease he is suffering from?"

Ming Xu said honestly: "Before I really understand, I can't see the Eldest Young Master's illness, and I deduce that if the Eldest Young Master can't be treated in time, he will only have half a year to live at most."

Xue Poye frowned, and Mrs. Qiao's expression was extremely gloomy. Fortunately, Ming Xu quickly gave everyone a shot in the arm: "But as long as it's a living person's disease, I'm [-]% sure."

Hope was rekindled in Mrs. Qiao's eyes. The old man's body trembled slightly due to excitement, he stood up, and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, are you saying that Ting'er can still be saved?"

"At least [-]% sure." Ming Xu said with certainty.

Xue Poye looked at Mingxu, only thought that this weird monk was so cute.

Mr. Qiao himself is an extremely wise person. At this age, there is almost nothing that can make him express his feelings, but knowing that his grandson who is already waiting to die suddenly has a hope of survival, he can't help crying, and his face is full of tears. The joy from the heart, although it is not certain that it can be cured, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, it is much better than waiting to die.

Don't people live because of hope?