"Is there any other way? What medicine is needed? I still have some medicine at home that can be used. Chengtian has picked ginseng in the mountains before..."
Hua old man really didn't expect it to be so serious.
"It's useless. Even the best medicine can only extend life for a day or two. Now, what we can do is make the old man comfortable, let him enjoy the remaining days."
Upon hearing this, Hua Zhuang sat on the ground and couldn't help but cry, but he was afraid that his father in the courtyard would hear, so his voice was very suppressed.
Seeing this, Hua old man felt uncomfortable, but saying anything now was powerless. Hua old man patted Hua Zhuang on the shoulder: "Hold it back, be careful not to let your dad hear. Listen to Dr. Sun, make sure your dad is happy."
