Lu Tingwan was so anxious that she wanted to call Jiang Yu again and ask Jiang Yu to help persuade her grandfather to go to the hospital first.

She was really unable to stand up when she waited like this.

She waited anxiously for five minutes, and Xiao Erduo followed her anxiously, and ran to the door from time to time to take a look.

Finally, Jiang Yu's car came back.

As soon as he walked in, Jiang Yu saw Lu Tingwan sitting on the sofa, holding half a bowl of porridge in his hand, with red eyes and nose, looking at him helplessly and scared, with tears still on his eyelashes.

This made him pause.

After he clearly saw that he appeared, tears in Lu Tingwan's eyes also spread a little bit.

He looked at Lu Tingwan, then looked at the old man sitting next to her, and saw that the old man was in very poor condition and looked like he was dying.

"What are you still standing there?" Jiang Yu turned his head and said to the man beside him, his tone was heavy, but he could only be anxious.

When Lu Tingwan heard this, he subconsciously looked at the man.

It was a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He was tall and handsome, and looked gentle. He was dressed in a long beige windbreaker and was even more elegant. He had a very special temperament and made people feel very comfortable.

Lu Tingwan didn't know this person, he was a stranger, but she could recognize the medicine box in the man's hand.

This is a very young doctor.

Sheng Qingyuan looked at the man, and the man also looked at Sheng Qingyuan, and then Sheng Qingyuan looked at Jiang Zhuo again.

The young man walked up with the medicine box, put the medicine box on the table, and checked Mr. Lu's situation.

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

"When did his situation start? How long did it last?" He asked while checking the old man.

His Mandarin is very standard and has no taste at all. He is so good that he can't tell who he is, but he has a very special taste.

Lu Tingwan wiped his tears and immediately said, "I was fine before going to bed last night. I woke up this morning. He had a cold for more than three months but he had been taking medicine. Today I coughed very severely. I took his body temperature at 37°8."

The man looked at Lu Tingwan and did not say anything, but continued to check Sheng Qingyuan.

He looked at the old man from time to time, and looked at Jiang Yu a few times at the corner of his eyes, with a serious look on his face.

Lu Tingwan held his breath and did not dare to disturb him. After about seven or eight minutes, the man finally put away his stethoscope and sat down on the sofa.

"How is my grandfather?" Lu Tingwan asked quickly.

The man did not answer, but looked up at Sheng Qingyuan first, then looked at Jiang Yu again, and packed the stethoscope in his hand, as if he was thinking about his condition, but he just didn't answer Lu Tingwan.

Seeing him like this, Lu Tingwan became a little anxious: "You are talking? What's wrong with my grandfather?"

The man put the stethoscope back into the medicine box.

"Your grandpa..." The man was about to speak, but Sheng Qingyuan quietly held one of his hand on the sofa.

"Your grandfather is old, and it is normal for the elderly to lose physical function. It is troublesome to have minor illnesses and pains. In addition, he has not recovered from the cold and is always sick. I will give him some medicine and have some fluids first." The man said.

Sheng Qingyuan then let go of the man's hand, then patted him lightly on the back of his hand, and then tried to smile and said to Lu Tingwan: "Grandpa has said everything, he is old."
Chapter completed!