Chapter 138 - 138 Terminal Illness
138 Terminal Illness
As the sun set, a man in his twenties sat on a rocking chair. The empty bowl beside him had been stained with a light brown due to the medicine he had been putting in it for years.
The entire room was filled with the fragrance of herbs. He closed his eyes slightly.
He had a beautiful and gaunt face, and he had been very intelligent since he was young. Perhaps the heavens had given him too many things, so they were unwilling to give him a healthy body.
The door was pushed open with a squeak, and a kind-looking middle-aged man walked in.
“Uncle Yang, do you have a guest?” he asked.
“Old Master Lin is here,” the middle-aged man replied.
“Why is Grandpa Lin here? Didn’t I tell him not to waste his energy to come and see me because he’s not feeling well?” The young man slowly stood up with the help of his walking stick and looked at the door.
Other than the old man he was familiar with, there was also a young girl he had never met before. She was still in her school uniform and wore rimless glasses, but she had a pair of quiet and deep eyes.
“Even if this old man has to risk his life, he has to cure you.” Old Master Lin took the first aid kit and walked over to Yin Ming’s side, helping him to sit down.
Yin Ming’s movements were slow as if the blood and bones in his body were all made of sand, and if he wasn’t careful, they would all crumble to the ground.
Compared to Yin Ming, Old Master Lin’s energetic appearance was more like that of a young man’s.
“I’ve found a famous doctor for you. You must treat her well, understand?”
Yin Ming laughed bitterly. “Grandpa Lin, I know my body. When you diagnosed me before, I already didn’t have much time left. Let’s just forget about it.”
Yin Ming felt that his body was already emitting a rotten smell from the inside out. The blood in his body was like sand, granular, and slowly moving in his body.
“No, you have to see it for yourself.” The old man’s words were very strict.
Yin Ming helplessly nodded his head and looked at Guo Miao. “Grandpa, but you don’t have to find a child to treat me, do you?”
“This is someone who can be my master. She’s no ordinary child.” Old Master Lin said sternly, “You have to call her Dr. Guo.
Yin Ming was a little surprised. To be able to be the master to Old Master Lin, who was a famous medical master in the country, how mindblowing must this girl’s medical skills be?
When he heard this, Yin Ming’s spirits were lifted. He slowly reached out and placed his wrist on the soft cushion. “Then, I’ll have to trouble you, Dr. Guo.”
“It’s no trouble at all.” Guo Miao put her hand on his wrist.
His pulse was very weak, and his breath was also very shallow. In addition to the root of his illness since childhood, it was also because he had been depressed since then.
Thinking that Yin Ming could be considered to have been abandoned by his parents, Guo Miao’s eyes flashed with a trace of heartache. “Do you often feel depressed and sleep for a long time every day?”
Yin Ming sighed as he nodded his head. “Yes, ever since my parents left, I can sleep for half a day every day.”
“If you don’t mind, can you tell me why your parents left?” Guo Miao asked as she took out the acupuncture tools from the medicine box and heated the candle with a needle.
“I was ten years old when I was seriously ill.” Yin Ming closed his eyes, and his mind started to recall.
At that time, he had been seriously unwell. The doctor said that even if he could be cured, he would not be able to live past the age of 25. His parents went to the best hospital in the country, but they could not cure him.
Yin Ming’s parents were people who were intent on carrying on the family line. After they found out that they had no hope of having any children with Yin Ming, they handed him over to the butler. Although they sent a huge sum of medical fees every year, they never returned to see Yin Ming once.
“It’s probably because they’re afraid that if they see me too much and their feelings for me deepen, they won’t be able to take it if I really leave in the future.” Yin Ming smiled bitterly. He couldn’t find any other reason to exonerate his parents.
“But you shouldn’t have given up on yourself.” Guo Miao inserted the first needle. “My parents abandoned me as well. They abandoned me again after they found me, but I didn’t give up on myself.”
“You’re in the same boat as me.” Yin Ming opened his eyes and looked at Guo Miao.
Guo Miao’s expression didn’t show a trace of unwillingness or sadness, only a faint indifference.
“Aren’t you sad? After all, they’re your biological parents. They left you without the slightest hint of reluctance.”
“I won’t help them. I have my own life.” Guo Miao slowly inserted the second needle. “I don’t know how much longer you can live, but I know that if you can untie the knot in your heart, your illness will be cured very quickly.”