Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Translator: Yunyi

Everyone’s hearts lit up when they heard what Song Yaoyao said. Even their breathing became light.

“Treatment is possible, but it’s not a cure. At most, we can extend his life by 8-10 years.”

Bang—

Elder Huo was fine, but one of the old men beside him couldn’t help jumping to his feet.

“8-10 years?” The old man rubbed his head. “It’s hard to say whether we can live that long to begin with!”

If she could really extend his life without causing much pain, why would anyone not want to try it?

Elder Shen’s breathing became unstable with excitement. But, even though she appeared clever and knowledgeable, Song Yaoyao was too young; when it came to something like this, she still needed to do some convincing.

“Yaoyao, let’s not joke about this.”

Elder Huo’s expression turned serious. Although he doted on Song Yaoyao, he didn’t want her to joke about his good friend’s life and death.

“Grandfather, I’m not joking.”

Song Yaoyao sniffed. “I’ve encountered this condition at…I mean…I’ve read about it in a book, and I’ve seen successful cases of recovery.”

She almost mentioned her real grandfather.

Song Yaoyao sighed. She missed him a little.

“How do you treat it?” Elder Shen wanted to hear Song Yaoyao’s suggestion.

The reality was, the Shen Family had already searched far and wide for the most famous doctors. However, the results were minuscule. Now, he had reached a point where he didn’t want to mess around anymore, thus he casually picked a hospital and decided to leave his life up to fate.

“Grandfather Shen, do you know about acupuncture? If we combine acupuncture with a few doses of medicinal herbs, you should experience the effects within three days. If it doesn’t work, then—”

“Song Yaoyao, what are you doing?”

Huo Yunque furrowed his brows and walked in to drag her out.

“Gege?! Why did you come in here?”

Song Yaoyao held onto his arm as he began to lead her out of the room. She pouted her lips and complained, “Gege, I haven’t finished!”

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Elder Huo’s eyes darted as he sat in place and did not stop them.

The two friends beside him also looked at each other and didn’t make a noise.

Only Elder Shen shook his head with a bitter smile and pointed at Elder Huo. They had been friends for so many years, of course, he understood what he was thinking.

“Yunque, calm down, I still want to live a few extra years. Let me listen to the child’s expert advice.”

“Expert advice is a bit of a stretch,” Elder Huo said. “She’s still young. That turn of phrase is too much for her.”

“That’s about enough!” Elder Shen rolled his eyes and looked at Huo Yunque. “What? Don’t you believe the girl?”

Song Yaoyao pouted her lips and looked at Huo Yunque aggrievedly.

Huo Yunque glanced at her, let her go, and turned around.

“Of course I believe her, but as my grandfather said, she’s still young and doesn’t understand a lot of things. Have you forgotten your identity? If she can treat you, then that would be great. But what if it doesn’t work…?”

Song Yaoyao finally understood the situation. Her eyes curved and she grabbed onto Huo Yunque’s sleeve with trust.

“Pfft…”

Elder Shen shook his head. “You two! You’re a couple of sly foxes! I know how my condition currently is! I’m just sitting here waiting for death. Living a few more days or dying earlier makes no difference for me. I just want to know how confident the girl is with her suggestion.”

Everyone’s gaze fell upon Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao pressed her lips together and checked for Huo Yunque’s advice, “Gege?”

“Speak.”