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Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

The Duke's family has gone a century with no daughters. When a daughter was finally born to them, she should have received all the love and pampering, but it turns out that the real daughter had been swapped at birth and taken in by a family of kind-hearted hunters. Ever since they adopted the girl, the hunters seemed to get lucky in everything—game seemed to run into the traps and nets they set, and they would find rare herbs wherever they went. Ten tears later, the Duke's family finally realized the truth that their daughter had been swapped and journeyed over a thousand miles to bring her home. After she returned to her real family, the daughter was undoubtedly spoiled rotten by every member of her family... After she grew up, Lin Qingluo excelled in martial arts and rose to the peak of the martial world. Joining the battlefield with her brothers and father, she crushed their enemies and became known as a Goddess of War, gaining countless admirers. Lord of Heavenly Secret Pavilion: Your reputation precedes you, milady—none compares to you, just as the rumors say. Chief of the Potion Valley: Your skills with medicine are extraordinary, and I defer to your expertise. I pledge my loyalty in exchange for your tutelage to practice medicine and help people. The First Prince of Qi Nation: Thank you for rescuing me. I owe you a life debt. Lin Qingluo: A clingy prince has stolen my heart, and he is all I can think about. There is no other person on my mind.

Ting Lan Listening to the Rain · Tổng hợp
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
1861 Chs

Chapter 514: Invitation from the Noble Lord_1

Lin Qingluo nodded sadly, "Just like Lady Feng's condition, pulmonary fibrosis, it's difficult to cure without surgery."

"Is it possible to perform surgery?"

Mo Canglan glanced at the Old Master who was napping, his voice extremely low.

"No."

Lin Qingluo sadly shook her head, "Grandpa is too old, he can't undergo surgery, I'm afraid he won't be able to wake up from a deep anesthesia."

"Is the fibrosis very severe?"

Mo Canglan's breath hitched, worrying for the Old Master.

"Yes."

Lin Qingluo sighed in her heart, "The only way to completely cure it is to have a lung transplant."

"Shh."

Mo Canglan took a deep breath.

There was a moment of silence in the room, Lin Qingluo remained silent, considering the best treatment plan.

Mo Canglan held a small notebook and recorded every word his master said without missing anything.

Lin Qingluo gave the Old Master a Soul-Calming and Heart-Protecting Pill, watched him fall asleep, and then left the room pulling back the curtain.