Luo Qinghan could barely contain his excitement.
They had spent considerable time and money seeking medical help over the years, and as Luo Buwei had mentioned, the medical expenses for his father had already become astronomical.
If it weren't for his father's illness, she would have long since fallen out with the scoundrels in her family.
"Yes."
Lin Xiao nodded.
A silence fell upon the room, with only Xun Er looking up curiously between the adults.
Finally, the old man sitting on the bed spoke, "Cough, cough... Lin Xiao, if you can cure the second child, and as long as Qinghan forgives you, I will let bygones be bygones regarding what happened four years ago... Cough, cough!"
As he spoke, he coughed violently. Luo Qinghan quickly brought a glass of hot water and patted his back. "Grandpa, drink some water first."
"It's nothing..."
The old man waved his hand. He knew his own condition. He was already over ninety, and it was only natural for his body to be failing. His vision was no longer as clear as it once was. He knew his time was short. He took the glass of water but didn't drink, instead looking at Lin Xiao, "Can you really do it?"
Lin Xiao didn't reply. At that moment, the hospital room door opened, and Ye Chen walked in, holding a package.
"Brother Xiao, I got it all."
"Good, thank you."
Lin Xiao took the package from Ye Chen, nodded, and gestured for Ye Chen to leave.
Ye Chen turned and left the room without a word.
Lin Xiao then took the package and went to the old man's side. He slowly opened it, revealing several medicinal herbs.
He picked up the herbs, examined them closely, and smelled them before nodding with satisfaction. "Old sir, please don't worry about this. I will start by conditioning your body."
"My body? What's there to condition? The fact that I can sit here and talk is probably just a last burst of energy." Old Master Luo shook his head. He didn't believe his body could be improved.
He had undergone numerous physical examinations. He knew his internal organs were severely aged, just like his appearance. At over ninety, he had lived long enough. As for tonics, he understood that his body couldn't absorb them. No matter how much it was conditioned, he only had a limited time left to live.
"Trust me, old sir," Lin Xiao said, gently laying the old man down on the bed. "Relax your body first."
Old Master Luo didn't resist, nor could he. He then watched as Lin Xiao took out a packet of silver needles from his embrace, lifted his hospital gown, and began to insert the needles into his body.
"Acupuncture? Old Lu has performed this treatment on me many times." Old Master Luo lay there, not feeling that Lin Xiao possessed any special skills. When it came to acupuncture, no one in Shashi could be more skilled than Old Lu. If Old Lu was helpless, he didn't believe Lin Xiao could do anything.
However, he didn't resist. Lin Xiao was acting out of kindness, so trying wouldn't hurt. His body was already in such a state anyway.
As he thought this, he felt a warmth emanating from the silver needles.