Chen Yang and Yue Lin went down the mountain together the next day.

I arrived in Gusu City at 9:30 in the morning.

They took a taxi to a villa area according to the address on their business card.

After registration, enter the villa area.

Standing outside the gate, Chen Yang called Yang Zhengdong.

"The door is open, come in by yourself."

After Yang Zhengdong finished speaking, the big iron door in front of him opened itself.

When they walked in, the villa door had been opened and the servants led them into the living room.

There are a lot of people in the living room.

And it seems that they are all here to visit.

These guests are generally in their forties or fifties, wearing glasses, and are elegant in temperament.

When the doctors saw Chen Yang and the others wearing Taoist uniforms, they were a little surprised, and their eyes were slightly ridiculed.

"Doctor Han?"

Seeing that Han Shu was there, Chen Yang said hello to him.

Han Shu was also surprised: "Master Xuanyang is here too?"

Chen Yang said: "Mr. Yang is the master of merit in Shangzhen Temple, and he has to check his body every year."

"So that's it." Han Shu pondered for two seconds and said, "Old Yang's health this year is not very good."

"Brother Yang is probably a little confused. When he is sick, he still wants to hire a Taoist priest and a Chinese medicine doctor."

A middle-aged man said with a chuckling.

This statement is obviously directed at Han Shu and Chen Yang.

Han Shu ignored it directly and ignored it.

"Mr. Yang's condition is a bit serious. Today I called us over, mainly because I hope we can give a treatment plan."

"Have you ever checked in the hospital?"

"After checking, it was mainly because the body's functions were seriously degraded. This is no longer a disease."

Han Shu sighed.

When you get older, your health will become worse.

This is the law of nature and no one can change it.

"Ahem, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

An old and weak voice came from the upper floor.

Yang Zhengdong helped the old man and walked down.

The old man sat down on the sofa, swept over everyone, and his eyes passed by Chen Yang and Yuelin, he was slightly disappointed.

"I heard that the old Taoist priest from Shangzhen Temple passed away?"

Yuelin said: "Yes."

"I was walking in front of me." The old man sighed: "When I met them last year, I was in good health, so why did I leave suddenly?"

Yuelin said nothing.

Of course, he couldn't say the specific situation.

What's more, even if they say it, they won't believe it.

After all, this kind of thing is indeed too absurd in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Old Yang, we all know your situation."

"The last time you checked your examination report at our hospital, our hospital gave a conservative treatment plan."

A doctor said.

Mr. Yang asked: "How effective is conservative treatment?"

The doctor said: "With Mr. Yang's current physical condition, there is about one year left. If he is conservatively treated, it can be delayed by about one to one and a half years."

He didn't have any shyness, so he just said it.

"But." The doctor said: "If you are conservative, you have to stay in the hospital and you can't get tired of it."

Mr. Yang sighed.

This is equivalent to imprisoning his freedom.

If you live for one more year, you have to put all your time in the hospital.

It would be a torture for him to prolong his life in this way.

Mr. Yang asked: "Doctor Han, do you have any good treatment options?"

Dr. Han shook his head: "The best way to treat this situation is to conservatively treat it."

Yang Zhengdong said: "Is there no other way?"

The doctor said: "This conservative treatment plan is a plan for our hospital and several hospitals in Lingshan City to study together. The medical level of Jiangnan Province ranks among the top three in the country."

What he said was to tell Yang Zhengdong that even they could only give this kind of solution.

Even if you go to the Demon City or the Capital, you can't find a better solution than this.

Yang Zhengdong was in a little heavy mood.

Mr. Yang was in a heavy mood.

Anyone who knows that he can only live for two and a half years at most, and he will never be able to get happy.

He is rich and rich.

But I can't buy it.

I have been struggling when I was young, and I am still paving the way for my descendants after middle age.

When it comes to enjoying happiness, my health is getting worse day by day.

"Can I ask me to check it out?"

In a silent atmosphere, Chen Yang suddenly spoke.

"Shut up!" Yang Zhengdong suddenly roared.

Chen Yang frowned and said, "Since Mr. Yang is the master of merit in Shangzhen Temple, I will naturally check it out. I came here today for this matter, but you told me to shut up?"

Yang Zhengdong said impatiently: "Are you finished? Do you really take yourself seriously? Or do you think you are better than these doctors? My grandfather is in a bad health now. I ask you not to jump here, which will affect my grandfather's mood!"

"The old Taoist priest of Shangzhen Temple who checked his grandfather's health in the past was the old Taoist priest of Shangzhen Temple. Since the old Taoist priests have passed away, the Yang family will not continue to donate donations to your Taoist temple in the future."

"We won't ask for the donations we donated before."

"Now, please leave."

Han Shu patted Chen Yang's back of his hand and shook his head at him.

Chen Yang said expressionlessly: "Don't donate charity funds is your business. But since Shang Zhenguan used to check his health for Mr. Yang, he also had to check it today. This is what Shang Zhenguan has been doing. If you can't stop doing it when you arrive at me, you will not do it."

If it weren't for the fact that Shang Zhenguan had done this before, he wouldn't have been shameless and continued to stay.

He stood up: "Mr. Yang, please don't make things difficult for me."

Old Yang nodded slightly: "If you want to check, just check."

"grandfather!"

"Let him check it out and don't make things difficult for him."

He had a good impression of Shangzhen Temple. If he had not seen the power of the old Taoist Master Shangzhen Temple, he would not have been able to donate donations in Shangzhen Temple for many years.

Chen Yang came over and said, "I'll take your pulse first."

As soon as these words were spoken, the doctors chuckled.

Mr. Yang stretched out his hand and Chen Yang took his pulse with his wrist.

The pulse is weak, and if you are not careful, you will not even feel the pulse.

All the functions inside his body are indeed deteriorating, and there are also many age spots on his face.

As the body functions deteriorate, some problems have occurred in various organs.

All kinds of diseases have come to the door.

This situation is indeed very difficult for ordinary doctors.

Conservative treatment is indeed the best way to go.

"Have you checked?" Yang Zhengdong urged impatiently.

Grandpa is in poor health. If he sits a little longer, he will feel very tired.

Now there are more than ten hours a day, all of which are sleeping.

He decided to advise grandpa to treat conservatively.

Even if he spends every day in the hospital, he should be given conservative treatment.

“Check it out.”

Chen Yang took back his hand and said, "It's not a big problem, it can be cured."

"From today, come to Zhenguan once a day, and extending your life for ten years is not a problem."

As soon as these words came out, the living room suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked at Chen Yang with a look of stupidity.
Chapter completed!