Shen Wei was alone at home, idling around.
When something like this happens to his grandson, naturally he must come immediately to take care of things.
Moreover, given the gravity of this situation, the old man is under immense pressure. If anything unexpected happens, he won't survive, let alone be able to explain it to his son and daughter-in-law.
Song Zhen quickly said, "Okay, if you need anything, just say it, I will spare no effort on my side!
Don't worry about money. Shiqing is not only my private doctor but also my brother. He saved my life once, there's no way I won't take care of him.
If you have any thoughts, just say them, whether it's food, drinks, or traditional Chinese medicine, write them down, and I'll have someone buy them.
As for utensils for brewing medicine, whatever you need, feel free to let me know!"
Shen Wei's eyes reddened, and he raised his hand to wipe them.
Everyone watched the old man's gesture, and their hearts clenched.
