"Old master, what should we do? Xiang 'Er's body suddenly convulsed again today, and he's foaming at the mouth. those doctors are completely helpless, old master." If Lin Yuelan saw the symptoms, she would definitely say that it was epilepsy.
Epilepsy was still a difficult disease for modern people with advanced medical technology, let alone in ancient times when medical conditions were backward.
In a room in the Zhang family's courtyard, a woman sobbed bitterly.
On the bed in front of them lay a fifteen-year-old teenager with a pale face and a thin body.
"Old master, please think of a way," the woman turned around and pulled Zhang Wuchang's sleeve as she implored helplessly, "He's the only son in our zhang family, old master! " She looked at the young man on the bed, her eyes full of heartache, worry, helplessness, and a little despair.
I anticipate the meeting