Everyone in the room took a deep breath.

Old Yangtou asked hurriedly: "This is not nonsense. Father Chen Biao is not very old. He is just in his early forties. Neither of his two sons have married yet. He is the mainstay of the family..."

Yang Huaming glanced at Old Yangtou a little aggrievedly and said: "I didn't say these words. It was the doctor who said it to Chen Biao. I heard a few words from the side."

"Then what did the doctor say? Fourth brother, please speak clearly. Don't let me ask you a question. This is not like your usual speaking style." Old Yangtou said again.

Yang Huaming had a drooped face and said, "When we arrived yesterday, we happened to catch up with the second wave of doctors who came to diagnose Chen Biao's body."

"Why is it said to be the second wave?"

"Because Chen Biao is such a filial child, he first sent his father to a medical clinic in Wanghai County. He said it was opened by a distant relative of a doctor in his village, which is not bad."

"But once the acquaintance's hospital gave his father a diagnosis, he didn't dare accept him at that time."

"Chen Biao was not convinced, so he took his father to the Yihechun Medical Center, the best hospital in Wanghai County. Yes, it is the same medical center where Lao Wu was injured and hospitalized last year."

"The doctor who received them at the front hall was the doctor who saw Chen Biao's father's condition and said the same thing as the previous doctor at the relative hospital."

"As long as Chen Biao takes him back and serves him delicious food and drinks, it will take as many days as he can."

"Chen Biao was not convinced and almost got into a fight with the doctor who was sitting in the clinic, but he was later persuaded to leave."

"First we arranged the ward in the backyard, and then when we passed there, the second wave of doctors came to diagnose, and the results were the same."

"That kid Chen Biao is really filial and hard-working. He kowtowed to so many doctors and begged them to save his father..."

"The shopkeeper of Yihechun Medical Center was moved and agreed to let them stay there first. After studying several prescriptions, he tried to treat the patient as a living horse. Try it. No matter what, you can't just die without saving him!"

After listening to Yang Huaming's words, Old Yang opened his mouth wide and could not recover for a long time.

But the expression on his face clearly convinced the doctors that Father Chen Biao was really going to die soon...

"Fourth uncle, what is Chen Biao's condition like?" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but ask.

"He didn't knock or fall, so why did he suddenly say he was dead?" she asked again.

Old Yangtou came to his senses at this time and said quickly: "Yes, yes, what is the disease? The doctors should have given a diagnosis, right?"

When asked about his illness, Yang Huaming's face became even more ugly, and he hesitated to speak.

"That disease is extremely immoral. We farmers generally don't dare to talk about it for fear of causing bad luck..." Yang Huaming said.

Lao Yang opened his eyes wide with shock on his face, "Could it be a blood disease?"

Yang Huaming nodded with difficulty.

Old Yangtou's eyes almost hit the ground, and the dry tobacco pole he held in his hand almost fell to the table.

"Oh my gosh, if it's really a blood disease, then there's really no way to save it. We can only wait to die!" Old Yangtou murmured.

"What exactly is blood disease?" Yang Ruoqing turned to ask Luo Fengtang, who also shook his head in confusion.

Yang Huaming excused himself to drink tea and buried his head in silence.

Yang Huazhou burped deeply and said, "Let me continue."

"Chen Biao, father and son, went home after the banquet that day. According to Chen, it was afternoon when we got home."

"Originally, after Chen Biao finished drinking, he was going to take a nap. As he was going to bed that day, he happened to catch piglets and castrate them at Uncle Chen Biao's house in the village behind the town. They were short of manpower."

"Dad Chen Biao went there. He probably pressed the pig too hard and accidentally fell."

"At that time, I just felt a pain behind my tailbone after the fall, but nothing else happened. When I was about to go to bed at night, all the bones in my body suddenly hurt, and I couldn't even lift my hands after taking off my clothes."

"He developed a fever not long after he lay down. The two brothers Chen Biao quickly sent him to the hospital in the town."

"When we arrived, Chen Biao's father's fever had not gone down. His consciousness was blurred by the fever, and even we seemed unable to recognize him."

"I obviously haven't eaten anything, but there are blood oozing out of my gums."

"It's the same inside the ears, with blood oozing out."

"By the way, there is this place," Yang Huazhou raised his finger and pointed at the section between his chin and neck.

Bao Suyun was sitting next to him, and when he saw this, he reminded Yang Huazhou in a low voice: "Just say what you say, don't point fingers at yourself..."

Yang Huazhou glanced at Bao Suyun and said, "It's nothing, don't worry."

Bao Suyun had no choice but to say nothing, sitting aside and listening quietly.

Yang Huazhou continued: "Chen Biao's father had a big swelling in his area. I touched it and it was almost as big as an egg. He was so diaphragmatic that he couldn't even turn his neck when he lay there. It's so hard and pitiful.

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After listening to Yang Huazhou's words, everyone was shocked, and then they all felt sorry and sighed.

Sun and Bao Suyun both took out their handkerchiefs to wipe away their tears.

Yang Ruoqing also frowned.

According to Uncle Wu's description, Chen Biao's lymph nodes were swollen to the size of an egg, and his gums and ears were bleeding.

It is also accompanied by aching bones and muscles all over the body and high fever. These symptoms combined,

Why are the symptoms so similar to those of ‘leukemia’?

Moreover, the doctors here call it a ‘blood disease’, so maybe it really is this disease!

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing's heart sank a little.

This disease is indeed very pessimistic. Even in the era of advanced modern medical treatment and drugs, this disease is still very painful. The devilish treatments are repeated again and again, but in the end, people and money are still wasted.

Not to mention this ancient time?

So the doctors are right, if you serve them with good food and drink, you will be fine sooner or later.

Poor, really pitiful!

Moreover, this disease may be hereditary, from father to son, and from son to grandson, and some even have a chance of being passed down from generation to generation...

"I really can't believe it. At the young boy's wedding banquet two days ago, I sat with him and drank several cups." Lao Yangtou's deep voice reminded him again, sitting there with a look of sadness on his face.

"I also told him that if it weren't for the age difference of nearly twenty years and the generation gap, I would really have to be his brother!"

"He also said at that time that when Chen Biao and Ju'er get married, we will have a few more drinks and we will never stop getting drunk!"

"Hey, I really can't believe it. Why did God just choose him? The two sons in the family haven't gotten married yet, so it's time for him to take the lead. If this collapses, the whole family will probably fall apart."
Chapter completed!