"Let's go, hehe! When my precious apprentice's injuries are healed, I'll naturally leave!" Xiaoyaozi smiled, "Until my apprentice's injuries are healed, none of you will want to go in or out!"

Xiaoyaozi has a clear attitude, and he wants to block the door!

"You ......" the red lady was almost angry.

However, she also knows that with people like Xiaoyaozi, there is no reason to talk about it!

However, if you think about it carefully, she really has no way to take Xiaoyaozi.

"Okay! count you ruthless!" the red lady could only leave a sentence hatefully, and then, no longer bothered with Xiaoyaozi.

Xiaoyaozi sat cross-legged under a big tree at the door, smiled bitterly, and said to himself:

"Baby apprentice, for your sake, Master, I gave up this old face!"

Sitting at the door of someone's house and blocking someone's door......

If you were an ordinary person, you might feel domineering.

You know, this is a Gu master of the Longyan lineage!

How many people are frightened and dare not deal with Gu masters.

And Xiaoyaozi can block a group of Gu masters and make them unable to get out......

But, what is the identity of Xiaoyaozi?

If it weren't for the fact that Gu Feng's situation was really in crisis, he would definitely not choose to do this now.

The situation of the ancient style is indeed very critical.

And now, there is one person whose condition is even more critical.

Golding's face turned green as he looked at the critical illness notice given to him by the doctor.

Several hospitals have issued him critical illness notices.

These hospitals are the top hospitals in Citi and the top hospitals in the world!

"How is this possible? I was just bitten by a little bug...... Why are you going to die? It's absolutely impossible!

Golding couldn't believe it!

He was just bitten by a bug, and now he is going to die?

"We sympathize with you, Mr. Golding, but, unfortunately, it is true! We agree with our New York counterparts...... Your disease is so rare that we don't have enough samples for us to study, so we simply don't have a way to make a cure. ”

"Mr. Golding, we have something to discuss with you...... It sounds cruel, but it's so important that we have to tell you. ”

Today, Golding felt very unusual, a group of respected doctors stood in front of him.

Golding didn't think he was so important.

This is Citi's top hospital!

Hopkins Hospital!

Here are some of the world's best doctors. People of all kinds of status all over the world want to be treated here when they get sick.

Golding also found someone to help, and it cost a lot of money to find a bed here.

But how much attention does he get here...... He didn't believe it himself.

However, now he sees several heavyweights in this group of doctors.

The man he was talking to now, he had seen in a magazine, seemed to be the Nobel Prize winner in medicine, Mr. Bailey?

"Are you...... Mr. Bailey, is it a Nobel laureate in medicine?" asked Golding, tentatively.

"Yes!" Mr. Bailey nodded, "I made you the treatment plan before. I know you very well and the virus in your body...... So, you should know the importance of this matter! If you are willing to cooperate, it will make a very important contribution to the progress of medicine, and even to mankind as a whole!"

"To the progress of medicine, to the whole of humanity?" Golding was slightly stunned.

In fact, he doesn't want to care about any medical progress now, let alone contribute to mankind......

He just wants to survive!

"Yes!" Dr. Bailey nodded.

"So what do I need to do?" asked Golding.

"I don't know if you, Mr. Golding, have you ever considered donating your body for us to study after you die? The virus on your body is very rare, and it has a strong research value for us. ”

"We will be very grateful if you will donate your body, and God will bless your ......"

Dr. Bailey spoke eloquently, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, and his eyes began to light up.

Golding, on the other hand, looked more and more ugly.

Right now...... These people already think of him as dead?

He's still alive! We've already started to talk about what to do with his body.

“FUCK！”

Golding couldn't take it anymore and scolded.

It's really ...... Is it tolerable, or is it intolerable?

What a deception!

"Are you doctors or devils, and even if I die, I can't donate my body...... Get out!"

Golding roared, reaching for the cups on the table and smashing them.

But, to his sorrow, he found that he was so weak that he did not even have the strength to hold the cup.

However, he suddenly went berserk, startling Dr. Bailey and the others.

"Oh, SHIT! Why the hell is that? We're doing it for science, is it so hard to dedicate ourselves to science?"

Dr. Bailey grumbled in confusion.

"Dr. Bailey, let's get out of here...... The patient's condition seems to be a little bad...... Dr. Tom, give the patient a tranquilizer, Mr. Golding needs to calm down!"

Dr. Bailey is a Nobel laureate!

Moreover, Dr. Bailey was very young, only in his forties.

Such a young Nobel laureate in medicine is rare even in the history of Hopkins.

Hopkins now has more than one Nobel laureate in medicine staff, however, Dr. Bailey is the youngest and most promising.

Dr. Bailey, who represents the future of Hopkins Hospital......

So, of course, they had to protect Dr. Bailey.

"Oh, SHIT! That's really bad! Why can't he accept reality?" Dr. Bailey shrugged with his arms outstretched, "We sympathize with him, but some things can't be changed...... Mr. Golding, think about it again. ”

"If you agree, I can personally formulate the final treatment plan for you, so that you can leave without pain......"

Since death cannot be avoided, then leaving without pain and retaining the last dignity has become the next best option.

Dr. Bailey felt that his suggestion was still very tempting.

However, he was answered by a cup thrown by Golding, and an angry yell.

"Ancient ......"

Looking at Dr. Bailey and the others who left in embarrassment, the desperate Golding finally thought of someone.