"Okay, Xiaoyou, there are no outsiders here now, let's talk." Yao Qihuang asked impatiently.

"Old Yao, my diagnosis will not be too different from yours. There is a late stage of lung cancer, but fortunately there is no metastasis... Judging from the pulse, my aunt will have at most two months."

Xiao Chen thought about it and said slowly.

Yao Qihuang nodded. This was the same as his diagnosis, and even the time was not bad. This proves that Xiao Chen's medical skills should be no less than him.

"Two months?"

Li Hanhou's eyes were red, which means that his mother would leave him in two months?

Xiao Chen patted Li Hanhou's shoulder and comforted him: "Dahan, although I can't heal your mother, I can slow down your mother's pain and prolong her life...at least, three years!"

At least.

Three years!

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked, especially Yao Qihuang, who jumped up from the chair.

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Chapter completed!