The Little Ancestor Teaches You How To Live
Chapter 769: Seeking Mr. Shuyi’s Medical Treatment_1

Chapter 769: Chapter 769: Seeking Mr. Shuyi’s Medical Treatment_1

The hospital doctors said the injury had reached the core, and if he hoped to make any use of it again, they would have to fit a prosthesis inside.

Not to mention the high cost of a prosthesis, its effectiveness wouldn’t be the same as the real thing.

This made Qin Chengzhi quite unwilling, he felt it was humiliating.

Qin Jinfang wanted a cheaper and more effective solution.

If Western medicine wouldn’t do, then they’d look to traditional Chinese medicine.

When it came to traditional Chinese medicine, Master Shuyi was the strongest representative in the field.

Fate had it that the old master was living at his elder brother’s home!

But there was another problem, Qin Peifang wouldn’t allow them near his home, they couldn’t even get through the neighborhood gate, let alone ask Master Shuyi for medical treatment!

"Don’t you curse me with your talk of doom! I, Qin Jinfang will not be without descendants!" Qin Jinfang couldn’t stand such talk.

It made no sense for his elder brother to have a houseful of children and grandchildren, while he didn’t even have someone to send him off in his final days!

Absolutely not!

"So if I stop talking doom and gloom, will that make my son well?"

Hong Baozhu harbored resentment with nowhere to release it.

She looked at the basket in her hands and complained, "I even went to the countryside to get two old hens and a basket of free-range eggs, thinking I could offer them to the Divine Doctor, but now we can’t even see him, what a crappy gift it all is!"

"Crappy gifts my ass, I’m almost in agony! Let’s go back! We’ll come again tomorrow!"

Qin Jinfang said angrily.

Hong Baozhu, not content, spat in the direction of the neighborhood and then picked up the basket, following her husband to the bus station, and took the bus back to their thirty-something square meters rental.

The thirty-something-square-meter house had only a bedroom and a bathroom.

As you enter, the bathroom is to the left, and the cooking area is on the balcony.

There wasn’t enough space to sleep, so they laid out a sleeping mat on the floor, and at night Qin Jinfang and Hong Baozhu would sleep there.

On the only 1.5-meter-wide bed, Qin Chengzhi lay playing mobile games.

"Why are you back so late? I’m hungry, go make me something to eat!" Qin Chengzhi commanded.

Hong Baozhu stepped forward, "Son, why are you still lying in bed? Didn’t the doctor say it’s good for your health to move around more?"

"Will I get better if it’s good for me? Will I?" Qin Chengzhi shouted at Hong Baozhu.

"Although you might not get better, it still helps a bit..." Hong Baozhu said softly.

"Help your mother!" Qin Chengzhi cursed, "I’m already ruined! Ruined, you understand? No wife, no daughter, a crippled leg! Even my whole person is broken! What’s the point of struggling now? I might as well be dead!"

"Don’t, son, you must not think of dying! You are my only child! If you died, how could your mother go on living?" Hong Baozhu said in a panic and fear.

"How you live is your business, it’s got nothing to do with me! Living now is no different from being dead for me!" Qin Chengzhi roared.

"Son, you mustn’t think like that! You will get better! Your father and I are almost capable of seeing that Divine Doctor! Then he will cure you! You’ll be back to normal soon, and then you can find a woman better than Zhang Wanwan, and have a few sons!" Hong Baozhu comforted him.

"Then hurry up about it! Why bother me?" Qin Chengzhi said impatiently.

"Okay, okay, Mom won’t bother you, won’t bother you, you keep playing your game!" Hong Baozhu said quickly, afraid that she had irritated her son enough to reignite his suicidal thoughts.

Qin Chengzhi no longer paid attention to Hong Baozhu, and continued to play on his mobile phone.

Hong Baozhu returned to Qin Jinfang’s side and asked, "Hubby, should we kidnap Yunyun to threaten the Qin Family and the Divine Doctor?"