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Mrs. Qiao calmed down quickly, took a sip of the wine, and then slowly said: "Actually, the old man is already desperate. Ting'er's disease was brought on him when he was born." Looking at Xue Poye, Continued: "Since my father, our Qiao family has been a single family. When my father was in his 40s, he suffered from a strange terminal illness. He vomited blood every day, and his body became weaker day by day. Famous doctors, even the imperial physician tried their best to invite them, but no one could heal him, so my father went after two years."

Xue Poye was extremely surprised, and shook his head lightly, showing sincere sympathy.

"At that time, I just thought it was my father who changed the disease. When I was born, I was always in good health, but when I was in my 40s, I also suffered from a strange disease. As Mr. Mingxu said, I have a cold stomach. , the pain was unbearable all day long, and then a doctor asked me to drink alcohol to see if it could get rid of the cold in my stomach, and since then, I have never left this drink in my life." The grandfather smiled helplessly, Even a little bit bitter, said lightly: "Perhaps God is pitiful, this sip of wine has allowed me to live until now, but my son suffered from a strange disease when he was in his teens, he would have shortness of breath at night, The whole body was swollen and miserable, and after all these years, he finally left me."

Xue Poye frowned, no wonder the Qiao family didn't easily contact with the outside world, since this generation has terminal illnesses, it's naturally not easy to publicize it to the outside world.

"When Ting'er was born, the situation became more serious. His whole body was white, like the snow in Beishan. The imperial doctor invited by the palace said that Ting'er's internal organs were all broken, and he would not live to be eight years old. It was indeed getting worse, when Dao was five years old, his eyes...eyes...!" With a long and painful sigh, the grandfather became haggard, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly, obviously from the extreme pain in his heart.

The two of them understood that Qiao Ting's blindness happened when he was five years old, but it was slightly strange. Since Qiao Ting was terminally ill, the imperial doctor said that he could only live to be eight years old, but Qiao Ting now obviously has In my 20s, why didn't I die?

Mrs. Qiao naturally wanted to continue, and said slowly: "Fortunately, when Ting'er was six years old, a strange man from the north passed by my house. He learned about this and gave Ting'er a diagnosis and treatment. Although it can't cure the root cause of the disease, but he came up with a folk prescription, let Ting'er soak in the hot spring three times a year, for five days each time, which can delay the terminal illness, and it is precisely because of this method that Ting'er survived Now, you met Ting'er on the road, and it was Ting'er who came back from Huizhou Hot Spring."

Xue Poye nodded, Mingxu was silent for a while, and finally said: "Grandfather, from the perspective of juniors, if the eldest son keeps rooting, I am afraid that he will only have one year's life expectancy."

Mr. Qiao seemed to know that Qiao Ting would not live long, so he nodded painfully and said, "Mr. Mingxu's words are correct. In fact, Ting'er's condition has deteriorated rapidly in the past two years. Seeing that he will not live long." Shaking his head, he said with emotion: " I did business in the Qiaomen era. Although I pursued profits, I always did business with integrity and benevolence. This is exactly the way I am today, and I have accumulated evil virtues from generation to generation. Why is God so unfair? Every generation suffers from a terminal illness, I...I really can't figure it out, all these years, thanks to the thirteen shopkeepers under me, this business is as prosperous as ever, not as weak as the people in my Qiao family."

Seeing the old man's sad face, Xue Poye hurriedly said: "Don't be sad, my lord. My lord doesn't shy away from telling us about this, but he treated each other with sincerity. Although Mingxu's medical skills are not world-class, he still has some means. I’m not sure, but I’ll have to try.”

The grandfather nodded and said: "For many years, Ting'er's illness has seen countless doctors. Like the generations of my Qiao family, it is an incurable disease. I had given up on it, but today, Mr. Mingxu knew my stomach just by looking at it. Cold syndrome is really a master, no matter how many doctors can't see it, so I won't say anything else here, I just hope that Mr. Mingxu will recover and let my grandson live a good life." After finishing speaking, trembling Stand up and salute to Mingxu.

Xue Poye and Ming Xu rushed forward and said sincerely: "My lord orders, I dare not refuse."

Mrs. Qiao's face showed great hope, and suddenly he reached out and patted Xue Poye's shoulder, and said with a smile: "I don't care if you want to use this trick to ask me to do something, but as long as you really cure Ting'er, I will give you so much, so much that you can't even imagine."

Although Xue Poye was excited in his heart, he laughed and said, "It's true, you are old friends. If you still say such things, don't you think I'm a friend?"

Mr. Qiao was even more happy, and said with a smile, "Friend friend? You little doll call me friend? Haha..., well, since you have spoken, I will recognize you as a friend who has forgotten the age and recognize you as a friend."

It has to be said that it is an extremely honorable thing to be able to make friends with Mr. Qiao.

But how many people in the world can know that behind the Qiao family's ostentation, there is such a heart-breaking suffering, and no one knows that if Ming Xu's medical treatment is ineffective, then the Qiao family, which was once in great prosperity in Great Chu, will also die. Will face the bad luck of withdrawing from the business stage, and the disaster of no successor is about to come.

It is precisely because the Qiao family knows that there are no successors, and the collapse is in sight, so they have no intention of expanding in business, and appear to be extremely mediocre in pioneering and enterprising. The shopping malls in Hangzhou and Yangzhou gave up large areas of commercial treasures for nothing, and made Fang and Lu a new generation of business tycoons.

At this time, Xue Poye fully understood the reason why the Qiao family did not want to make progress. This is really a helpless thing.

Grandpa Qiao is in a good mood. An old man can only maintain an outward optimism in a desperate situation, so as to comfort his painful heart. However, Xue Poye's arrival this time has rekindled his hope. , rekindled the hope of continuing the Qiao family. For Grandpa Qiao, this was really a big deal. After all, in this era, the continuation of the blood is more important than anything else.

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Qiao Ting was originally the proud son of heaven, but the terminal illness inherited from the family tradition made him only live in darkness all year round.

Although he cannot see the bright world, he has an optimistic heart. His heart is full of light. Although his eyes cannot see, his ears can hear, his heart can feel, and he can hear the falling leaves. Sighing, you can hear the whisper of the wind, you can hear the vitality scattered by the gurgling water, feel their differences with your heart, and capture their endless life. He has a sharper sense of hearing and a more delicate sense of hearing than others. heart.

His life is not boring. Sitting on a bamboo chair in the courtyard, holding a high-quality glass cup, gently drinking the fine wine in it, he said leisurely: "Hang your eyes high!"

Next to him, there were actually two people playing chess. There was a chessboard carved from Torreya wood, white stones were used as white pieces, and black stones were used as black pieces. They were fighting fiercely on the chessboard.

The player on the left is Mr. Sha, while on the right is a servant. After Qiao Ting said the steps, the servant followed his steps. Although the players are the servant and Mr. Sha, the real opponent is Qiao Ting. Ting and Mr. Sha, the servants are just acting as substitutes.

There are so many moves in Go, Qiao Ting can remember clearly, there is a clear chessboard pattern in his mind, and he can play according to the pattern, his memory is really amazing.

"Trust!"

"Hang!"

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Qiao Ting seemed to be very confident, with a faint smile on his lips from time to time, very good-looking and beautiful.

Mr. Sha finally sighed. He didn't let go of the hand holding the chess pieces. He shook his head and said softly, "We lost again. This is four rounds."

"Teacher should be happy." Qiao Ting said with a smile, "Young out of blue and better than blue, this in itself is an affirmation of the teacher."

Mr. Sha said with a smile: "Eldest Young Master has excellent aptitude, he is a rare talent in the world, to be able to pass on these elegant ways to Eldest Young Master is really lucky."

Qiao Ting smiled and said, "It's all about aptitude, I just like the way of sly soldiers, it's a lot of fun, and I'm a little obsessed."

Mr. Sha looked at Qiao Ting affectionately, with deep regret in his expression. It is really heartbreaking that such a talented and peerless son is facing the threat of death.

"It seems that there are guests at home." Hearing the sound of the branches swaying gently, Qiao Ting said with a slight smile, "But no one has come here for a long time, and the house is very deserted." Sighing lightly, he said slowly : "Grandpa is a happy person, but in order not to let people disturb my purity, it has been too long since anyone has entered the mansion."

Mr. Sha picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip, and said, "I heard that Ye Tianxiang, Deputy Inspector Ye personally brought someone to the door. He came from Hangzhou. I'm afraid he's here to discuss business."

Qiao Ting smiled lightly, but did not speak, and sipped the fine wine lightly.

The sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside, gentle and gentle, as if deliberately taking light steps, Qiao Ting smiled and said, "Grandpa is here!" Suddenly he frowned, and said to himself, "Who else?"

He had naturally heard the footsteps of Mr. Qiao. To Qiao Ting, Mr. Qiao was the person he was closest to in this world, and Mr. Qiao's footsteps were always in his mind, so he knew Mr. Qiao when he heard the footsteps. Come here, but at the same time, he could hear the sound of two other footsteps in the sound of grandpa's footsteps.

When Qiao Ting stood up, Xue Poye and the others had just entered the courtyard.

Xue Poye looked at the handsome Young Master Jia in a white shirt standing in the courtyard, he was indeed the strange young master he met in the tea shed on the road, he cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Where do we never meet in life, Eldest Young Master, we We finally met again." These words were actually a bit taboo, although Xue Poye met the eldest son again, but the eldest son Qiao Ting couldn't see Xue Poye's face at all.

After Qiao Ting heard Xue Poye's voice, he wasn't too surprised, but just replied: "So it's Lutu's friend, and the world really isn't big."

Mr. Sha was also a little strange. He didn't expect that the few guys he met on the road came to Qiao's mansion for business. It was a coincidence.

"Everyone here, Qiao Ting would like to thank you all for your diagnosis and treatment!" Qiao Ting looked calm and smiled slightly: "Grandpa is getting old, so don't negotiate terms with him, he will give you a lot, more than you think many."

After Qiao Ting calmly said this, Xue Poye and Ming Xu broke out in a cold sweat, and they looked at each other in amazement.

This eldest son's IQ is already frighteningly high!