Mr.Lu is blacklisted again

Lu listens to the night in a hurry. She wants to call Jiang prison again, so that Jiang prison can help persuade grandpa to go to the hospital first.

It's hard for her to sit still waiting so long.

She waited anxiously for five minutes one after another, and her little ear followed her anxiously. From time to time, she ran to the door to have a look.

Finally, Jiang prison's car came back.

As soon as he walked in, Jiang prison saw Lu tingwan sitting on the sofa with half a bowl of porridge in his hand, red eyes and nose, looking at himself helplessly and afraid, and tears on his eyelashes.

This appearance made him pause.

He clearly saw that after he appeared, Lu tingwan's eyes filled with tears.

He looked at Lu tingwan, and then looked at the old man sitting next to her. He saw that the old man was in a very poor state and looked like a dying man.

"What are you doing?" Jiang prison turned to the man beside him and said in a heavy tone, but only in a hurry.

Lu listens to the speech in the evening and subconsciously looks at the man.

It was a young man wearing gold wire glasses. He was tall and handsome. He looked gentle. A long Beige windbreaker was even more elegant. He had a very special temperament and made people very comfortable.

Lu tingwan didn't know this man. He was a stranger, but she recognized the medicine box in the man's hand.

This is a very young doctor.

Sheng Qingyuan looked at the man. The man also looked at Sheng Qingyuan. Then Sheng Qingyuan looked at Jiang prison again.

The young man came forward with the medicine box, put the medicine box on the table and checked the situation of old man Lu.

He opened the medicine box again and took out the stethoscope.

"When did this start? How long has it lasted?" he asked as he examined the old man.

His Mandarin is very standard and has no taste. It is so good that he can't tell where he is from, but it has a very special taste.

Lu tingwan wiped his tears and immediately said, "he was fine before going to bed last night. He got up this morning. He had a cold for more than three months, but he always took medicine. He coughed very seriously today. I took his temperature, 37 ° 8."

The man looked at Lu tingwan, didn't speak, but continued to check Sheng Qingyuan.

He looked at the old man from time to time, and looked at the River prison a few times. He looked serious and dignified.

Lu tingwan held his breath and didn't dare to disturb him. After about seven or eight minutes, the man finally put away the stethoscope and sat down on the sofa.

"How's my grandpa?" Lu tingwan hurriedly asked.

The man didn't answer, but raised his eyes, first looked at Sheng Qingyuan, and then looked at Xiajiang prison. He picked up the stethoscope in his hand. He looked as if he was thinking about his condition, but didn't answer Lu tingwan.

Seeing him like this, Lu tingwan got a little worried: "what are you talking about? What's the matter with my grandpa?"

The man put the stethoscope back into the medicine box.

"Your grandpa, he..." the man was about to speak, and Sheng Qingyuan quietly held his hand on the sofa.

"Your grandpa is old. The physical function of the elderly is normal. He is troublesome for minor diseases and pain. In addition, he has been ill with a cold. I'll prepare some medicine for him and give him some liquid first." the man said.

Sheng Qingyuan then let go of the man's hand and patted him on the back of his hand. Then he tried to say to Lu tingwan with a smile: "grandpa has said that he is old."