Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

There were no servants in the room, only Master Zhu and his wife, oh, and a doctor who looked very pedantic.

Master Zhu's and his wife's complexions turned pale from nervousness, Mrs. Zhu held a silk handkerchief in both hands, and asked, "Doctor, what happened to my son? How did he treat me, his father, and my servant? Don’t remember it at all, and said he was someone else.”

The old doctor hesitated for a moment, then said: "This... the old man is hard to say, maybe it's because the young master broke his brain when he fell from the wall, so that's why."

Upon hearing this, Madam Zhu burst into tears, clutching her chest and crying loudly: "God, this is the life of our husband and wife, my baby, my baby...what will you ask my mother to do."

Master Zhu quickly comforted her: "Madam, don't cry, listen to the doctor first."

"Doctor, may I ask, is there a way to treat it?"

The old doctor stroked his beard and said authoritatively: "The treatment method will be discussed after the old man has gone to see it. However, Mr. Zhu, Mrs. Zhu, no matter whether Mr. Ling remembers you or not, you are always his parents. It's always true, you two should think about it from a different angle, falling from such a high wall, the young master is now intact except for not remembering people, this is a great blessing, as the saying goes, what you gain, you will lose, You two don't need to be so sad about this."

Shi Shiwu curled his lips, the old man seemed to be somewhat in the bottom of his speech.

Master Zhu nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, doctor, you are right, what you said is very...very true...the son is not missing an arm or a leg, that is a great joy."

Master Zhu said to Mrs. Zhu: "Ma'am, don't cry. The doctor is right. Compared with your son being thrown into a disability, and your son not remembering you, which situation do you want more?"

Mrs. Zhu stopped crying and wiped away her tears with a handkerchief: "This...Of course I hope my son's body is intact."

"This is, as the doctor said, whether the son remembers us or not, we both...are his parents."

Fifteen kept staring at Master Zhu. He didn't know if his eyes were a little dazed. When Master Zhu said this, his expression was a little off. It seemed that the last sentence was deliberately aggravated by two points.

The old doctor asked: "Master Zhu, Madam Zhu, do you want to go see Young Master Ling now?"

Master Zhu hesitated for a moment, "Our Baoyu is not the same as before when he wakes up. He doesn't let people come forward to serve him at all, and he is resting now. If you want to make a diagnosis and treatment, you have to wait until he wakes up and discuss it with him. OK."

Fifteen stroked his chin, although Master Zhu's words were reasonable, but Fifteen began to suspect that he deliberately prevented the doctor from seeing him.

If you really love your son like a pearl like a treasure, then there is something wrong with his son's brain, and the parents have to quickly find all the good doctors to show his son what's going on with the tenth.

Instead of saying such a reason, delay diagnosis and treatment!

The old doctor didn't have any doubts, and nodded: "This is also true, then the old man will go first."

Master Zhu hurriedly said: "Come here to get the consultation fee and send the doctor out of the house."

The servants offered a generous fee for the consultation and sent the doctor away, leaving only Mr. Zhu and his wife in the room.

The faces of both of them were very serious at the moment, wishing Madam would stop crying, she asked worriedly: "My lord, do you think this can be done?"