"remember."

"Remember?" He frowned, "Second Grandpa, what else do you have to remember at this time? What you need is to rest!"

"I said, remember!" He rolled his eyes. If Mr. Yuan hadn't been so weak now, he would have wanted to hit him on the head with a stick.

How come this kid is still a stick-headed person now?

Suddenly realizing it, Yuan Che quickly got up and went to find paper and pen, but after sitting down, he couldn't help but worry, "Second Grandpa, your body..."

"Write!" The old man was indeed weak, jumping out word by word, but it didn't delay him rolling his eyes one after another.

Yuan Che was left speechless, but at least the old man was very excited to be in this state, so he listened to his words, dragged a chair and sat by the table, looked at the old man, meaning it was all right.

After looking at him, the old man said, "In the beginning, it seemed that there were insects and ants biting me. It was numb and painful. The feeling was mild and tolerable."

"About half a day, the pain shifted from the surface to the muscles and bones, as if there was a tearing sensation."

Listening to the old man's narration, Yuan Che gradually understood that he was describing the perception of the body.

As a doctor, the patient's description is also very important, especially when encountering difficult and miscellaneous diseases, he can analyze and judge through detailed description and perception, what kind of state the body is in at that time, and what kind of damage is caused to the inside. causing this pain.

Staring blankly at the old man for two seconds, he saw him leaning there with his eyes closed, seeming to be remembering and resting, his lips opening and closing to say every word, although his complexion was pale, but the words were still very clear.

Yuan Che no longer hesitated, picked up a pen and quickly wrote it down.

After an unknown amount of time, the old man stopped suddenly. Yuan Che thought he was going to speak slowly, and turned to look at him, but saw that his head was tilted to one side, motionless, and his mouth was also motionless.

"Second Grandpa?" He called him tentatively, but there was no response.

"Second Grandpa?" He called again, and then panicked, "Second Grandpa, Second Grandpa..."

Shouting over and over again, but there was no response, Yuan Che's heart was flustered, he put down his pen and rushed towards him, hugging his body, "Second Grandpa..."

Tears welled up in his eyes, he couldn't help it at all, and even forgot to check the old man's pulse.

"Call... a ghost!" Suddenly, the old man spoke again, in a very impatient tone.

He frowned and looked very irritated, but at least he spoke, which meant that he was not dead yet.

Yuan Che let go of his hand and looked at the old man. Seeing that his eyes were half-opened, looking at him irritably, he cried and laughed, "Second Grandpa, it's great that you're not dead! Great! You're not dead!"

"Bah!" The old man spat, "Can't you even read your pulse and breath?"

"I... I forgot!" He said a little ashamedly.

I was really too nervous and flustered just now, so I forgot to check it out for a while, and the old man was right in scolding.

As soon as I probed, I knew that the old man just fell asleep from exhaustion, not dead at all.

"Stupid!" After complaining, the old man took a deep breath, "Water!"

Yuan Che got up to hold the cup, touched it and said, "It's cold, I'll make some warm for you."

The old man didn't object, so he went to refill some hot water and came back to feed the old man again. This time, he drank all the water and looked really thirsty.

But what's interesting is that the old man's mental state is really very good at the moment. He seems to be much more energetic, has no cough or pain, and even has some strength.

After saying so much just now, except for being extremely tired and falling asleep for more than a minute, everything else was fine. JrNovels.com