Chapter 343 (1/2)

In fact, he knows, maybe these days.

Even if you take more painkillers, the pain in your head still exists. Now you can talk and laugh with them, but who knows what he is bearing now?

Liu Liang listened. She felt a little sad. She suddenly felt that her nose was sour and hurt all her life. How painful it must be. People are flesh and blood. How can they not hurt? How can they not hurt?

”It's okay.”

Huo Lao was like an elder. He touched Liu Liang's hair. ”Everyone is going to die. I'm more than 60 and have lived enough. I'll live my life, but I'll be worthy. I've eaten what I should eat, played what I should play, and have no regrets in life.”

”It's not that you have to die. What do you do with pessimism?”

Liu Liang refined her spirit and grabbed her messy hair. She really can't touch her fine hair. It's smooth, but it's wrong to touch it. It's just scratching her hair.

”Ha ha...”

Huo laughed.

”It's not up to me to die. I'm powerless for incurable diseases.”

”If you don't die, I'll help you,” Liu Liang said suddenly.

Huo Lao shook his head. If he hadn't been looking for a doctor for decades, he might have been really lived by Liu Liang's seriousness. He also believed it.

If it could be cured, he would have cured it long ago, and wait until today?

He has seen a lot of Chinese medicine, western medicine, foreign doctors, even those famous doctors in seclusion, but what will they do in the end?

You can't live to die, and he can't live to die.

”If you don't try, how do you know you can't? It's already like this anyway. Why don't you try again?”

Liu Liang spread her hand, ”you don't suffer a loss, do you? Maybe you can be good.”

Old Huo shook his head. Forget it. If he died, let him die in peace and suffer again for no reason. Why?

”Mr. Huo can try.”

Zeng Xu doesn't really believe Liu Liang's words, but why don't you try? Only when you try will you know. Only when you try will you know whether it's OK or not?

”Master,” Lao Wu came over, plopped, knelt in front of Huo and directly hugged Huo's thigh, ”just try it. He really has no way now. Just listen to God's destiny and do his best. Let him do something anyway.”

”Lao Wu...”

Huo Lao patted Lao Wu on the shoulder, ”how old are you? It's a joke.”

”If you don't try, I won't get up.”

Lao Wu is just like a child. Anyway, he just doesn't let go,

Huo Lao is a little sad and funny.

”All right, all right,” he kicked Lao Wu. ”I promised. I'll get up soon.”

How old are they, crying in front of the younger generation, and not afraid of shame,

Lao Wu stood up and wiped his tears with his sleeve. He definitely didn't pretend, but showed his true feelings. What didn't he care about about Huo Lao?

”OK, I'll let Xiaopeng Youzhi.”

Huo Lao promised, ”but I also have something to say.”

”You said.”

Lao Wu is listening. As long as the old man cooperates and has a little hope, they will cure him. No matter what he is asked to promise, he will promise.

”If I die, it's my life. It has nothing to do with them. Don't tell others about it. Send them away safely at that time. If you promise, I'll cure it. If you don't promise, I won't cure it. Otherwise, my dying old life will involve a young child. I'm not willing to die.”