No wonder the middle-aged man would say that, it's really Ding Li's remarks...

This is clearly a curse to death!

Seeing that the middle-aged man was angry, Ding Li did not panic, and said calmly: "It's not interesting, I mean that if I leave, you can prepare for the funeral. In my estimation, you still have at most half a month. ."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man showed no expression, but the face of the middle-aged woman on the side changed greatly, and asked in a panic: "Mr. Ding Li, you... what do you mean?"

Hearing this, Ding Li glanced at the middle-aged woman in surprise and said, "Your husband has advanced liver cancer, don't you know?"

Hearing Ding Li's words, the middle-aged man hurriedly interrupted: "Shut up!"

It's a pity that the middle-aged man said it a little late, and all these words have been heard by the middle-aged women.

The middle-aged woman immediately burst into tears, and hurriedly asked the middle-aged man, "Haowen, is what Mr. Ding Li said true? Are you really..."

At this time, the middle-aged man also fell silent.

After a long while, the middle-aged man sighed and said, "Sorry, Mika, I don't want you to know about this."

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman burst into tears, choked and said, "Ding... Is what Mr. Ding Li said true?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man glared at Ding Li and Ning Zetian.

Ding Li didn't say anything, but Ning Zetian spread his hands and said, "I didn't tell him this, he is also a doctor."

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "Let's go, you are not welcome here, and you will not come again in the future!"

But at this moment, Ding Li spoke up.

"Mr. Howen, you don't have to be in such a hurry to drive us away, right?"

The middle-aged man smiled sarcastically and said, "Why, should I still thank you?"

Ding Li curled his lips noncommittally, and said, "This may not be the case."

"you……"

Before the middle-aged man could say anything, Ding Li continued: "Mr. Haowen, don't worry, wait for me to finish speaking, if I tell you...I have a way to cure your illness?"

"Even if you can...wait...what did you say?"

The middle-aged man suddenly shivered, and quickly looked at Ding Li.

Ding Li smiled lightly and said, "I said, I have a way to cure your disease!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman raised her head abruptly, her eyes full of fiery asking: "Mr. Ding Li, is what you said true?"

But before Ding Li could answer, the middle-aged man said angrily, "Don't listen to him, he just wants my magic needle. I have advanced liver cancer, and he can't be cured at all!"

At this moment, Ning Zetian on the side also gave Ding Li a strange look.

He knew nothing about the physical condition of the middle-aged man.

Just when Ning Zetian saw the middle-aged man for the first time, he discovered that there was something wrong with the middle-aged man's body.

Later, at the request of Ning Zetian, the middle-aged man went to the hospital for examination, and he found out that he had liver cancer, and it was already in the advanced stage.

In the past five years, if it wasn't for Ning Zetian's brilliant medical skills to help him hang his life, the middle-aged man would have died long ago.

But even so, the middle-aged man's life is coming to an end.

Just two months ago, the tumor in the middle-aged man's body suddenly deteriorated. Even the skilled Ning Zetian couldn't do anything about it.

After five years of treatment, Ning Zetian knew more about the condition of the middle-aged man than he did. How could he not be surprised to hear Ding Li say that he could be cured?

At this moment, the middle-aged woman spoke again: "Haowen, don't say that, Mr. Ding Li said it can be cured."

"No! Impossible! This disease can't be cured by Ning Zetian. Why does he say that it can be cured? There is no cure for this terminal disease! He said that just for the sake of the magic needle."

Ding Li pouted and said nothing.

On the other hand, Ning Zetian turned serious, looked at Ding Li with a serious expression, and said, "Can you really cure it?"

Ding Li nodded and said, "Yes!"

At this time, the middle-aged woman spoke again: "Haowen, can't you just try it?"

Saying that, the middle-aged woman came to Ding Li, and when her legs were bent, she was about to kneel down for Ding Li.

Fortunately, Ding Li was quick-witted and grabbed the middle-aged woman.

How can Ding Li dare to accept this worship, it will cost his life!

Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged woman, Ding Li couldn't bear it in his heart. He took a deep breath. Ding Li looked at the middle-aged man and said, "To be honest, I really need your trocar, but it's not necessary. I will ask you now, if you are willing to receive treatment, if not, I will turn around and leave, and I promise not to step into your door again."

Looking at Ding Li's serious expression, the middle-aged man was also shocked. For some reason, he actually had a feeling that Ding Li could treat him well.

But the next moment, the middle-aged man put the thought behind him.

how is this possible?Even Ning Zetian is helpless, what can a young man do?

However, at this moment, the middle-aged woman spoke again: "Haowen, can you try it?"

Watching the middle-aged woman speak with tears in her eyes, the middle-aged man finally nodded his head without saying his refusal.

Seeing this scene, Ding Li rolled his eyes, it would have been enough to fix it earlier, so much nonsense!

Thinking about it, Ding Li said, "I need a set of silver needles for treatment, and I don't have it now."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like