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Chapter 700

"Dad, how can you think so? You have to think about recovering as soon as possible and maintaining your health so that you can continue to work well." Han Shuishui pulled *Ping up and said helplessly.

Zhao Chunguang also came over at this time and said softly, "Uncle Han, what Shuishui said makes sense. You should take good care of your health first. Only in this way can you work well. You still need a lot of work to deal with it!"

Hearing Zhao Chunguang's voice, **ping immediately turned around, looked at him in surprise, and asked in confusion, "Are you back?"

Zhao Chunguang nodded. He hadn't seen **ping for a few days. The old man had lost a lot of weight and even had no blood on his face.

"I'm back, they don't make things difficult for me." Zhao Chunguang squeezed out a smile and said softly.

"Okay, okay, just come back!" **ping looked particularly satisfied and said continuously, without struggling anymore, and returned to bed honestly.

"Dad, Zhao Chunguang is the one who can't be beaten to death. What are you worried about when he does? There is no need to worry about what he can do?" Han Shuishui did not forget to hurt Zhao Chunguang while comforting him.

**Ping immediately raised his face and looked at Han Shuishui with annoyance and said, "What do you know? Chunguang should be under great pressure now. What you say is unfair to him."

I have to say that **ping knows some inside information, otherwise it wouldn't be possible to say that. I was moved for a while and said with a smile, "Actually, it's okay. What can I do without pressure? This world is fair."

"Yes, it's right for you to have this mentality, but don't worry, they dare not go too far in the bright world. Sooner or later, everyone will give you a reasonable answer." **ping nodded with admiration

It's like seeing your most proud child.

Han Shuishui curled his lips from the side and said unhappily, "I said dad, I am your daughter. When will you praise me?"

"You? Work hard. If you can help Chunguang, try your best. If you can't help, don't cause trouble for him. If that's the case, I'll be satisfied." **Ping finally turned his attention to Han Shuishui, and said in a cold voice

Said.

When Han Shuishui heard this, she was so angry that she glared at Zhao Chunguang, and found that he was smiling at him, and said unhappily, "What are you looking at? What are you laughing at? Are you very proud?"

Zhao Chunguang quickly changed his sight and continued, "Uncle Han, I am also a doctor, I will show you now."

After saying that, he directly grabbed Uncle Han's pulse and started to sense it carefully. Of course, he really didn't know much about pulse and other things, so he could only rely on internal force to sense it, but in front of these people,

He still has to behave himself.

However, after running the internal force for a round, his face became a little worried, because Uncle Han’s condition was a bit strange. There were no problems with his organs, but there were many problems with blood vessels, especially the blood vessels in the brain.

Maybe because of the frequent time of thinking about problems, the blood vessels have now suffered from different degrees of damage. As for the heart, although there are some problems, the problem is not very big.

"How is it? Is it very serious? The doctor said before that I was at risk of cerebral hemorrhage, so I was worried. If there is really cerebral hemorrhage, what will I do in the future?" **ping looked at Zhao Chunguang, helplessly

As he said, "Chunguang, I am not afraid of death at all. Who hasn't died that day? I'm just worried. Now Muqing County has finally had the economic growth point of Meihua Village, but it still faces these problems. I don't

I'm willing."

This is the first time **ping said such a thing. Before, he always acted very calmly, and of course, he did not talk about life and death.

Zhao Chunguang smiled reluctantly and said softly, "Uncle Han, don't worry, you have no problem at all. Believe me, you will get better if you call me."

**Ping was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhao Chunguang in disbelief, "Do you think I'm fine?"

"Really not! By the way, Uncle Han, have you drunk the medicinal wine I gave you before?" Zhao Chunguang was actually a little strange. Logically speaking, if **ping kept drinking medicinal wine, there would be no problem.

"I drank it, but now it's gone. I felt a little tired before, so I drank an extra drink every day." **ping looked at Zhao Chunguang and said helplessly, "This person is old and there are so many things."

Zhao Chunguang frowned, "Uncle Han, haven't I said it before? Just one cup a day, don't overdose."

"I, I just thought about it, just a medicinal wine, there should be no problem." **ping might also feel embarrassed and said with a red face.

Han Shuishui next to him suddenly realized and complained, "I just said why are you in poor health? So that's it, Dad, although it's medicinal wine, there's a medicine inside, you

How can I drink more!"

"Okay, OK, I won't drink much in the future." **ping may be a little embarrassed, and then said, "I'm a little tired now. Let me sleep for a while, get up and talk to you later."

Han Shuishui looked so angry that she still wanted to complain, but Zhao Chunguang was the first to interrupt her, "Okay, Uncle Han, you should feel very good after you rest for a while."

Then he winked at Han Shuishui, and the two of them went out.

"Zhao Chunguang, it's not because he drank too much medicinal wine that his father did this?" Han Shuishui stared at Zhao Chunguang and asked in a low voice after he got outside.

Zhao Chunguang shook his head and said negatively, "It's not the reason. Uncle Han's situation was not caused by medicinal wine. In fact, that medicinal wine is just to improve the body. If he had been drunk every day, he would not get sick."

"What's going on?" Han Shuishui asked in confusion.

"Overwork!" Zhao Chunguang sighed, his face became very serious, and then said, "If there is really something wrong with the organ and it will be much easier to treat it, but this problem of hard work is really not

It is easy to treat because many things are caused by the patient's own emotions."

Han Shuishui still understood his theory. She sighed and said helplessly, "Actually, I have persuaded this question before, but it has no effect. Dad is such a person, thinking about it all day long

He is better for the people, but he never thinks about his own body."

"Don't worry, Uncle Han's body will not have any problems. We will find out later when we go in." Zhao Chunguang looked at Han Shuishui's worried look, gently pulled her hand and comforted her

Said.
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