Villa living room.
Zheng Yutong, Xiao Ling, and Su Xiaoyue sat down.
Su Xiaoyue looked at Xiao Ling with her beautiful eyes and asked, "Earlier Mr. Xiao said your good friend is a master healer, can he really cure my grandfather's strange illness?"
Xiao Ling couldn't help but be curious, "Tell me, what kind of strange illness does your grandfather have?"
Su Xiaoyue tilted her head, as if organizing her thoughts before speaking, "Grandfather's strange illness started two months ago, the main symptom is he becomes extremely irritable. Once irritable, he hits anyone he sees, chasing away quite a few servants at home, even my parents were hit.
Moreover, he often has chest pains, each time rolling on the ground in agony.
Then there's excessive sleepiness; sometimes, once asleep, he can sleep for a day and night."
Xiao Ling thought to himself: This illness does sound strange.
