According to the common sense of pulse numbering in traditional Chinese medicine, pulse numbering can only identify some functional problems from the patient's pulse, but cancers and tumors cannot be numbered.

However, the traditional Chinese medicine skills possessed by Zhao Qitian are completely different and break this convention.

It is no exaggeration to say that with a simple pulse count, Zhao Qitian can detect all physical problems from the pulse, even problems such as infertility and infertility.

When Zhao Qitian put his hand on Su Zhendong's pulse, he could tell directly from Su Zhendong's pulse that Su Zhendong did have cancer, and it was still in the advanced stage.

Anyway, from the pulse point of view, Su Zhendong's health is very bad.

Even if you can’t make it to tomorrow morning, it’s normal!

Just because it is not apparent from the surface, it is because Su Zhendong is secretly taking a large amount of hormone drugs to support his body.

Of course it was because of the large amounts of hormone drugs he took that his body was in such bad shape.

"Uncle Su is fine, it's probably just a little bit of gastritis."

Zhao Qitian took his hand away and said lightly.

Zhao Qitian's words made Su Mu and Liu Yunyan breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Su Zhendong's eyes revealed a trace of strangeness, perhaps because of what Zhao Qitian said.

However, Su Zhendong also knew that his illness could not be detected by taking a pulse at all, so he smiled as if nothing had happened and said: "Well, it's just gastritis. I'll just take some anti-inflammatory medicine and it will be fine."

"Dad, how about I take you to the hospital for a checkup?"

Su Mu still seemed a little worried.

"No! Don't bother. It's really okay. Once you get to the hospital, even if you're okay, you'll be frightened by those doctors and something else."

Su Zhendong laughed and joked again.

Zhao Qitian also smiled.

In fact, Zhao Qitian saw Su Zhendong's problem and did not say it in front of Su Mu. Similarly, Zhao Qitian was also afraid that Su Mu would become worried.

At night, it was late autumn, and the weather was gradually getting colder.

After Su Mu and Liu Yunyan all went to bed, Zhao Qitian quietly knocked on Su Zhendong's door.

"It's Qi Tian, ​​it's so late, are you okay?"

Su Zhendong opened the door in his pajamas. He saw Zhao Qitian standing at the door and asked with a smile.

It can be seen that Su Zhendong's smile is a little weak, because he has been basically exhausted by the disease.

"Well! It's a little something."

Zhao Qitian smiled and took out a square box from his pocket, opened the box, and found a pill inside.

"Uncle Su, please eat this first to relieve your pain."

Zhao Qitian said something.

At this time, the tonic that Zhao Qitian had just redeemed from the system could temporarily maintain Su Zhendong's life.

Cancer! There is no cure for this.

Even Zhao Qitian's alchemy skills cannot refine drugs that can cure cancer, but Zhao Qitian can refine some elixirs that delay and restrain cancer, but this takes time, so Zhao Qitian first exchanged a tonic from the system to

Before the elixir to protect himself was refined, Su Zhendong couldn't hold on any longer.

"Haha, Qitian, you are working hard."

Su Zhendong smiled, then shook his head and said, "I just took anti-inflammatory medicine, and I'm fine now. I don't need this medicine anymore."

Su Zhendong's refusal may be because during the meal, Zhao Qitian said that he had gastritis, and Su Zhendong's medical skills were questioned.

"Uncle Su, you have gastric cancer, and it is already in the advanced stage. You have been taking hormone drugs for a long time, and the cancer cells have spread throughout your body. The anti-inflammatory drugs you are taking are useless."

Zhao Qitian looked at Su Zhendong and said with a serious expression.

"ah!"

Zhao Qitian's words immediately made Su Zhendong's eyes widen.

"You...how did you know?"

Su Zhendong suddenly looked at Zhao Qitian in surprise and asked.

"I just took your pulse and found out."

Zhao Qitian said with determination.

"You're not..."

Su Zhendong wanted to say something more, but he seemed to understand something immediately, and he couldn't help but show a look of admiration.

"Qitian, actually, I know my own body very well. I'm afraid I don't have much time left. The reason why I hide it is that I want to happily stay with Mumu for a while longer."

"I probably won't be able to see your wedding with Mu Mu. Qi Tian, ​​I believe in you. You will definitely protect Mu Mu, right?"

"After I die, you must help Mumu take care of the group."

"Mumu has been spoiled by me since she was a child. If she occasionally has a little temper, you must let her go."

"besides……"

How does Zhao Qitian feel that Su Zhendong has begun to explain his funeral arrangements to him?

"Uncle Su, trust me, take this medicine."

Zhao Qitian interrupted Su Zhendong to continue speaking, and then said with determination.

Looking at Zhao Qitian's determined eyes, Su Zhendong did not refuse. He took the medicine and swallowed it. Then he shook his head and said: "I have already asked the doctor. It will only take two weeks at most. Even if it is the last

Even good hormone medicine can’t support my completely withered body.”

"That's not necessarily the case!"

Zhao Qitian shook his head, and then said: "Uncle Su, it's so late, you should go to bed early. Pay attention, your mood is very important."

Zhao Qitian was sure of prolonging Su Zhendong's life, but Zhao Qitian did not say it out loud.

Because at this time, I'm afraid Su Zhendong won't believe anything he says.

"Well! Of course I know this."

Su Zhendong nodded.

"Oh, by the way, promise me that you will never let Mu Mu know about my current situation."

When Zhao Qitian turned around, Su Zhendong looked at Zhao Qitian seriously and said something.

"Well, don't worry, Uncle Su. If you want to say it, I will have already said it during dinner in the afternoon."

Zhao Qitian nodded with a slight smile, then turned and returned to his room.

Early the next morning.

Zhao Qitian specially made a medicinal meal for Su Zhendong, and then went directly to the traditional Chinese medicine market.

Zhao Qitian now needs a lot of medicinal materials to refine the elixir.

Not only because of Su Zhendong, Zhao Qitian also wanted to refine elixirs for Longya security guards.

Strengthening physical fitness is the most basic and important thing for a team!

Chinese medicinal materials market.

Hua Sang was lying on the counter at this time, holding his chin with both hands, staring blankly ahead, as if he was thinking about something in his heart.

The appearance of that tall, handsome man with a naughty smile always lingered in Hua Sang's mind.

"Why...why hasn't he come for so long?"

Suddenly, Hua Sang muttered something to himself in the corner of his mouth...
Chapter completed!