Super Red Packet

Chapter 464
The thin man was ridiculed, but he couldn't reply because he kept belching loudly, "dog dog dog", all the way to the mansion of Liu Qiang, the president of Jiangcheng Leisure and Entertainment Group.

After the car entered the yard, a butler wearing glasses greeted him.

The thin man whispered to the butler, "The boy who came with me has a bad cold, don't let him in, for fear of infecting the president."

When the butler heard this, he respectfully let Mr. Jiao in, but blocked Meng Xiaoben from the door.

"Please wait outside!" the housekeeper said to Meng Xiaoben very politely but not accommodating.

Mr. Jiao looked at the butler and said, "Xiao Wang, let me introduce you. This is my friend, Mr. Meng, who is very skilled in medicine!"

Butler Wang looked at Meng Xiaoben suspiciously.

Meng Xiaoben took the initiative to say: "Master, it's inconvenient, so I won't go in."

As he spoke, he went to the lawn in front of the building to smoke a cigarette.

Meng Xiaoben pretended not to hear, put his hands in his pockets and looked at the sky.

Half an hour later, the old man came out of the building.

Steward Wang followed Mr. Jiao and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Jiao, look, Mr. Liu's illness..."

Mr. Jiao sighed, and said worriedly: "Mr. Liu is seriously ill this time, far beyond my expectation. I'm afraid..."

Mr. Jiao didn't continue, but the meaning was already obvious: that is, we can prepare for the funeral!
Butler Wang is indeed Liu Qiang's loyal housekeeper. Hearing Mr. Jiao's words, he immediately became sad, and said in an excited voice, "Old Jiao, you and Mr. Liu have been friends for many years. You must find a way to save Mr. Liu."

Mr. Jiao shook his head, "Butler Wang, you know the friendship between me and Mr. Liu. Why don't I want to save Mr. Liu? It's a pity that this time... it's destiny, and it cannot be restored by human power."

Steward Wang's face was full of despair: "Is there no one in the world who can cure this disease?"

"Why don't I try it?" Meng Xiaoben suddenly said.

Butler Wang frowned, "Please don't make jokes, this guest, I'm talking about business with Mr. Jiao."

Jiao Dangwu gave Meng Xiaoben a look, and said: "Even my grandfather can't be cured, why are you coaxing me. Now it's healed, have you been broken by someone? Don't you look at yourself half-baked?"

Old Man Jiao looked at Meng Xiaoben and shook his head. Originally, Old Man Jiao intended to let Meng Xiaoben try his skills, but Old Man Jiao found out just now that Liu Qiang's illness was hopeless, so he didn't want Meng Xiaoben to try : After all, Meng Xiaoben was brought here by himself. If Mr. Liu dies quickly if he messes up, Mr. Jiao will lose face. "Xiao Meng, Mr. Liu's illness is relatively... Moreover, he just came back from the provincial hospital, and the provincial hospital will not stay, which means that he is really not good."

The provincial hospital is dying, Mr. Jiao is dying, Meng Xiaoben, can you do it?Although Mr. Jiao didn't say these words, the meaning was revealed.

"Let me try. After all, Liu is always my old friend. I can't just watch him go without trying."

"What? Are you Mr. Liu's friend?" Steward Wang asked, "I've never heard Mr. Liu mention you."

Steward Wang looked skeptical and became more and more unhappy.

Meng Xiaoben didn't care about Butler Wang's face, and said, "If I don't try, everyone will regret it afterwards."

At this moment, Mr. Liu's wife came out from the door and asked, "What's the matter?"

Steward Wang pointed to Meng Xiaoben and said, "He said he wanted to treat Mr. Liu."

Mrs. Liu glanced at Meng Xiaoben, sighed silently, and said to Mr. Jiao: "Old Jiao, you have tried your best. Mr. Liu is content with having a friend like you in his life. Let Mr. Liu feel at ease." let's go."

The meaning of Mrs. Liu's words couldn't be more clear: Meng Xiaoben, you can't cure Mr. Liu's illness, so don't bother Mr. Liu any more before he dies.

When Meng Xiaoben saw Mrs. Liu say this, he really had nothing to say.I had no choice but to bid farewell to the car with Mr. Jiao.

The car had just left for twenty minutes when, suddenly, Mr. Jiao's cell phone rang, and it was Madam Liu calling.

Mrs. Liu was crying on the phone: "Old Jiao, Mr. Liu just left..."

As soon as Mr. Jiao heard this, he immediately said to the driver, "Go back to Mr. Liu's house."

This time I'm not here for medical treatment, but for a funeral.

Butler Wang and Mrs. Liu naturally couldn't stop Meng Xiaoben from entering.

As soon as Meng Xiaoben entered the door, he saw Mr. Liu lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face was sallow, and he was thinner than a few months ago.

Mrs. Liu lay on Mr. Liu's body and wept softly: "Old Liu, old Liu, why did you leave like this..."

Mr. Jiao stepped forward and comforted Mrs. Liu.

Meng Xiaoben took off his hat, stared at Liu Qiang, and suddenly remembered the scene when they met for the first time in Shanghai.At that time, both of them had the meaning of meeting each other as heroes.Later, the two talked on the phone several times, but because Meng Xiaoben and Mr. Liu had very little intersection in their lives, they never met again.But I know in my heart that the other party is a true friend.

Meng Xiaoben asked Mrs. Liu: "What disease does Mr. Liu suffer from?"

Mrs. Liu wiped her tears and said, "If you know what disease you have, you can be cured. The key is that you don't know what disease he has."

"What are the symptoms?"

"It's fever, coma, like shaking. The test results of the provincial hospital showed that Lao Liu had a bacterium that was resistant to all antibiotics, and there was no cure."

Hearing this, Meng Xiaoben felt a chill from top to bottom!
superbugs?

Could it be that kind of deep-sea super bacteria again?

Mother's symptoms and test results are exactly the same as Liu Qiang's!
Meng Xiaoben bent down and said to Mrs. Liu: "Madam, please step aside and let me take a look."

Madam raised her head, looked at Meng Xiaoben suspiciously, and said sadly: "Old Liu has already left, it's useless no matter how you look at it."

Meng Xiaoben said: "From Mr. Liu's expression, it seems that he has not left, but is in a deep coma."

Mrs. Liu said: "However, his pulse and breathing are gone."

"Sometimes, patients in a deep coma will temporarily stop their pulse and breathing. Mr. Liu has not stopped breathing for a long time now. Let me take his pulse and see if there are any vital signs."

Seeing that Meng Xiaoben was very serious, Madam couldn't refuse Meng Xiaoben's kindness, so she stood up and said.

Meng Xiaoben picked up Mr. Liu's wrist, and carefully felt Mr. Liu's pulse with his middle finger and index finger.

If it is an ordinary Chinese medicine doctor, from the physical point of view, he will not feel Mr. Liu's pulse at all.

But Meng Xiaoben didn't feel it physically.He slowly gathered his inner energy on his fingers, and with the incomparably sensitive inner energy, he faintly felt Liu Qiang's pulse was still beating slightly.

Meng Xiaoben raised his head and said in a very serious tone: "Mrs. Liu, President Liu's pulse has stopped, but that is only a superficial phenomenon. There are two types of human pulses, one is the external pulse, and the other is the internal pulse. I used my inner energy to feel that Mr. Liu's internal pulse is still moving, so I can conclude that Mr. Liu has not left at all, maybe he is conscious now and can still hear us talking."

(End of this chapter)