Zhang Yadong looked cautious, slowly raised the last silver needle in his hand with one hand, massaged the monk's chest with the other, pinched the acupuncture points, and prepared to implement the most critical needle...... Everyone in the bedroom held their breath, and the room was silent, deathly, but at this moment......

"Bah, bah, ......" Just as Zhang Yadong was about to put the needle, a sharp knock came from outside the living room, breaking the silence of the entire bedroom.

After all, life hangs by a thread, after all, life is at stake, after all, it is a big hole of life and death, after all, you can't be sloppy, and you can't even be distracted...... Zhang Yadong didn't dare to take the needle easily, slowly put down the big hand that had raised the silver needle, and set his eyes on Zhong Yu who was standing aside.

"I ...... I'll take a look, I guess it's Dr. Wang here," Zhong Yu looked nervous, turned around and walked towards the outside of the bedroom, Zhang Yadong didn't speak, just squatted on the side of the bed, holding the monk's arm tightly.

"Dongzi, the doctor is here," after half a ring, Zhong Yu went into the bedroom again, followed by a man in his forties.

"What's going on, how did it get like this," Zhang Yadong didn't have time to speak, Doctor Wang had already rushed to the monk's side, pointed to the silver needle inserted in the monk's body and shouted, "Zhong Shao, who got this, acupuncture can't be used indiscriminately, it's going to kill people,"

Hearing Doctor Wang's shouting, Zhong Yuna looked embarrassed, looked at Zhang Yadong, pondered for a moment before stepping forward and urging: "Ouch, Doctor Wang, don't grind, let's show the monk first, the monk has been in a coma for a while,"

Although Dr. Wang still had a trace of anger on his face, he didn't say anything, just hurriedly squatted down, removed the monk's eyelids with his hands, checked his eyes, and then auscultated, then took the pulse, and the expression on his face......

After a while, with a heavy face, Dr. Wang slowly shook his head, gently lowered the monk's arm, and then slowly stood up, "Zhong Shao, why didn't you inform me earlier, didn't I say that I had to hang the bottle today, ...... now?"

"What's the matter now," Zhong Yu looked anxious, Zhong Yu seemed to think of something, thought of what Doctor Wang said that the monk had to continue to hang the bottle today, otherwise his life would be in danger, Zhong Yu originally put the monk's matter in his heart, but as soon as the matter of the mine was disturbed, and the matter of Zhang Yadong was stirred up, Zhong Yu really forgot about the monk's matter, "Doctor Wang, you have to think of a way, you must save the monk, how much money, you just open your mouth,"

"Zhong Shao, it's not a question of money, your friend is ...... He had no breath, his heart almost stopped beating, and only his last breath was still hanging, let alone me, even if it was in a big hospital, that ...... That's powerless,"

"This ......" Hearing what Dr. Wang said, Zhong Yu was dumbfounded, and could only look at the monk on the bed and Zhang Yadong.

"Woo woo......" Hearing what Dr. Wang said, Zhou Zhilan cried again, because if the monk really died, then it was to save himself......

"Zhilan, it's okay," Zhang Yadong stepped forward and comforted Zhou Zhilan, and then walked to the bedside again, and walked to the monk, Zhang Yadong knew in his heart that Dr. Wang didn't tell a lie, the monk was almost gone, if he hadn't used a silver needle to guard the monk's last breath, maybe the monk would have died by now, and he would have passed away.

"Monk, big brother, hold on, brother can't live without you," Zhang Yadong shouted bitterly at the monk, and then raised the silver needle in his hand and went straight to the monk's chest, straight to the monk's heart......

"Hey, what are you doing, everyone has already gone and you still pierce ......" Seeing Zhang Yadong pierce a long silver needle into the monk's chest, Dr. Wang was shocked and screamed, but was stopped by Zhong Yu.

"Dr. Wang, Dongzi...... Dongzi is also a doctor, you let him try," Zhong Yu's face was embarrassed, his face was lost and heavy, because he was the most familiar and knew Zhang Yadong best, because of course he knew that Zhang Yadong was not a doctor at all, because he just wanted to fulfill Zhang Yadong, and he was just treating the monk as a "dead horse", although there was no meaning or hope.

"He's a doctor, if he's a doctor, he should know that your friend is gone, your friend is gone, even if Hua Tuo is alive, ......" Dr. Wang was angry, with a look of disdain, not sarcastic Zhang Yadong, just didn't want to destroy the deceased, just as a doctor, he knew how to respect the deceased, but his words were not finished......

"Puff ......" The monk lying on the bed suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Ahem...... followed by a violent cough, and then ...... "East...... Dongzi ...... then the monk slowly opened his eyes, "Brother Gang...... Brother Gang,"

The monk woke up, although he was still a little delirious, although he was still thinking about Li Chenggang, but the monk still miraculously woke up, making Dr. Wang, who was standing on the side, dumbfounded, and then Wen Jing and Zhou Zhilan on the side cried with joy and burst into tears.

"Monk, Brother Gang is fine, you have a good rest, don't talk," Zhang Yadong comforted the monk, deceiving the monk with good intentions, but the taste in his heart...... At least Zhang Yadong's eyes were full of tears.

"What are you doing in a daze, ...... Hurry up and prepare the medicine, hurry up and give the monk an infusion," Zhang Yadong walked up to Doctor Wang and shouted coldly.

"Oh...... Oh......" Dr. Wang seemed to react for a long time, and he could hardly believe the scene in front of him, and he couldn't believe that a person who had almost lost his breath could still be given by this guy in front of him......

Dr. Wang's hands and feet were quite sharp, first gave the monk an injection, and then hung up the salt water, after a long time, the monk's face was much better, his breathing was smooth, and he gradually fell asleep.

Looking at the monk's calm face, everyone in the bedroom breathed a long sigh of relief in their hearts, and slowly withdrew from the room, only Zhou Zhilan stayed in the room alone, taking care of the monk carefully.

"Monk, you must be well, monk, you must not be fine, monk, you have lost an arm to save me, you must not ...... again" Zhou Zhilan sat on the edge of the bed, silently crying, Zhou Zhilan stretched out her hands, tightly holding the monk's big hand, the only big hand.

"Zhilan...... Zhilan ......" After a while, the monk slowly opened his mouth, and although the voice was very soft, it still reached Zhou Zhilan's ears.

"Monk, what do you want to say, I'll listen, you'll be fine," Zhou Zhilan hurriedly raised her head and looked at the monk anxiously, but the monk's eyes didn't open, but the monk didn't seem to wake up, just ......

"Dongzi, you...... You can't let Zhilan down, you must treat Zhilan well, I don't allow you to hurt Zhilan, otherwise I can't spare you, Dongzi, I don't allow anyone to hurt Zhilan...... I...... I just like Zhilan, I just like Zhilan, I ......"

After listening to the monk's words, Zhou Zhilan was stunned, Zhou Zhilan panicked for a while, it seems that only now do she understand the monk's thoughts, and only then do she know why the monk would sacrifice his life to protect himself; although the monk did not wake up, although the monk was just talking in a dream, but Zhou Zhilan believed everything the monk said, and believed that it was the expression of the monk's true feelings......