Chapter 1581： let me fix it

"Honey, what is this? It's like sucking a big ma!"

Mrs. Allen's words made Ye Qingqing laugh and cry, but it was no wonder she misunderstood. It is not surprising that smoking dama is in some European countries. Almost all young men and women have the experience of smoking this thing. As long as they smoke less, they will not become addicted.

After taking a big ma, there will be a short-lived excitement and pleasure, which is a little bit similar to Ye Qingqing's pills, but there are essential differences.

"Of course it's not a big ma. That thing will hurt the nerves, mine won't, and it's even good for the body." Ye Qingqing explained it briefly. It's useless to explain the details to foreigners. They can't understand the breadth and depth of Chinese medicine.

Mrs. Allen nodded, "I heard from my mother that her sister-in-law is very capable. She opened a hospital and treated the poor for free, which is very powerful."

"Yes, she is really capable, like an angel." Ye Qingqing said with a smile.

She was eager to know about Sang Wanhua's situation. After a few words of greetings, she asked, "My aunt, is it your mother, what's wrong with her? What did the doctor say?"

Mrs. Allen sighed and looked sad, "Mother, she has advanced brain cancer and has had surgery, but her recovery is not very good. I don't know how long she can last."

Although Ye Qingqing was surprised, she is still very sad. The cure rate of brain cancer is not high. With Mrs. Allen's financial resources, the medical team she hired for Sang Wanhua must be top-notch. It seems that Sang Wanhua's situation is better than She imagined it was more serious!

But still can't give up.

The old lady can hold on, and Sang Wanhua can probably.

"Is it under conservative treatment now? How long did the doctor say?" Ye Qingqing asked.

"Yes, the doctor said that there is no need for further surgery and conservative treatment. There are still three months or half a year, which may be shorter." Mrs. Allen sighed.

Ye Qingqing frowned. She doesn't know Sang Wanhua's condition now, so it's hard to make a decision, but since Mrs. Allen's medical team has given up, then—

"Please let me treat it, I can't guarantee it, but I will try my best." Ye Qingqing said sincerely.

"Ye, I hired the world's top medical team. They all said there was no hope. The treatment will only make my mother more miserable." Mrs. Allen said politely.

It's not that she doesn't believe in Ye Qingqing, but one is a mature medical team and has many successful cases of curing cancer, and the other is just a little girl, she naturally believes in the former.

The mother suffered so much pain, and now she only hopes that her mother can spend the last time peacefully and happily, and try her best to fulfill her wishes.

Lu Mo said: "Madam, Qingqing has a precedent for curing terminal cancer patients. She is your mother's sister-in-law. She has advanced gastric cancer and her condition is very bad, but now the cancer cells have stabilized."

"Really? Ye, can you really cure my mother?" Mrs. Allen grabbed Ye Qingqing's hand excitedly and drew out several red marks.

"I can't promise, but I will try my best, madam, since your doctor has given up, why don't you let me try it? My treatment will only ease the pain, not increase it." Ye Qingqing tried to persuade.

"Mom...let Ye try it, I believe her." Roger also advised.

Mrs. Allen bit her lip and finally nodded in agreement, "I have to discuss it with my mother first, as long as she agrees with me, I have no problem. I have something else to do here this time. My mother wants to meet her sister-in-law. Can you arrange it? ?"

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