It was brain death, a terminal illness that the world recognized as impossible to recover by relying on modern medicine, even if Zhou Rui didn't say anything too sure, just trying two words, it already seemed very arrogant.

"Brain death can only be revived by a miracle created by God, and human beings cannot do it! This gentleman, I suggest that you put more attention to the physical care of your uncle, only in this way can his survival time be delayed. Dr. Hawke said.

Chen Jinliang was silent, because Zhou Rui had already stepped forward and said coldly to Doctor Hawke: "I haven't heard of the Royal College of Medicine, and I don't know what an elite is. However, there are many good doctors in our country, and if you haven't seen them, it doesn't mean that you don't have them. If you haven't seen it, it doesn't exist, then have you seen God!"

Dr. Hawke's face sank completely: "Is this what your country calls sophistry?"

Zhou Rui looked at him coldly: "It's not sophistry, it's a fact." In terms of medical skills, as early as thousands of years ago, we began to develop, no worse than any kind of medical system!"

"You mean Chinese medicine?" Dr. Hawke pouted disdainfully, "Although doctors in many countries are learning acupuncture now, it is only an adjunct treatment. Your medical skills from thousands of years ago are no longer applicable to this era. The more technology advances, the more obvious the gap will be!"

Zhou Rui clenched his fists and didn't say anything more to him, only said to Chen Jinliang: "Chen Ju, can you enter the ward now?"

If Zhou Rui just wanted to help Chen Jinliang before, then now, he is a "battle of will".

Dr. Hawke belittled domestic doctors for nothing, and advertised himself as an elite in the medical field, if Zhou Rui can still bear it at this time, how can he be worthy of the gift of the Book of Ethics?

Even in order to prove the magic of the Book of Ethics, he has to compete with this Doctor Hawke!

Chen Jinliang saw Zhou Rui's annoyance, so he nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Zhou Rui didn't say much, pushed open the door of the ward and went in.

If it was another patient, Zhan Yancai would definitely pull Dr. Hawke away directly. But Chen Jinliang's identity is special and must be treated with caution, so he had to follow behind and explain: "Chen Ju, this really can't be blamed on Dr. Hawke's straightforward speech, brain death is indeed not the rule of law, a recognized problem in the world!"

Chen Jinliang glanced at Dr. Hawke, who followed him, and then looked at Zhan Yancai, and said, "Whether it can be cured or not is secondary, I would like to know, Director Zhan didn't feel anything about the conversation just now?"

Zhan Yancai was stunned for a moment, and felt that he was ashamed of being criticized by Dr. Hawke, and he still felt ashamed.

The ward is not big, and Zhou Rui has already walked to the bed in three steps and two steps.

Chen Jinliang's uncle has been lying here for a long time, skinny and skinny, looking pitiful.

Zhou Rui picked up his wrist and began to take the pulse, and when Dr. Hawke saw this scene, he couldn't help but sneer: "Sure enough, it's Chinese medicine, and they all say that people in your country really have no choice, so they go to Chinese medicine, because there is a saying that a dead horse should be a live horse doctor." ”

Chen Jinliang caught a glimpse of Zhou Rui frowning, and said in a deep voice to Dr. Hawke, "Please be quiet." ”

His tone was low, and the momentum he had cultivated in a high position for many years also made Dr. Hawke stunned, so he didn't speak again. It's just that judging from his expression, it is clear that he still maintains the opinion in his heart.

In this country, there are no really good doctors, most of them are like the young man in front of him, who sells his reputation and sensationalism!

Medical elites, only they have in Europe and the United States!

What others think, Zhou Rui didn't think much about it, he was concentrating on diagnosing Chen Jinliang's uncle's condition.

Because my uncle has been lying in bed all year round, even if someone takes care of his body every day, it still causes the deterioration of muscles and various functions.

Moreover, the injuries caused by the car accident have not completely healed, and it seems that the doctor who misdiagnosed him back then was not only inexperienced, but also had a very average technique.

The only good news is that, judging from the current physical condition, it is not a special suffering, at least not to the point of dying at any time.

Seeing that Zhou Rui put down his uncle's wrist, Chen Jinliang hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

"Try it. Zhou Rui said, took out the life-saving golden pill from his pocket, and then broke his uncle's mouth with one hand, and stuffed the pill with the other.

Just when the pill was still a centimeter or two away from his uncle's mouth, Zhou Rui's face suddenly turned pale and trembled.

He suddenly felt an unspeakable pain, and he couldn't tell where it hurt, it was the heart of the pain. The whole body seemed to be paralyzed by this, and there was only a distance of one or two centimeters, but he was never able to really stuff the pill into his uncle's mouth.

Chen Jinliang noticed his strange appearance, hurriedly stepped forward, and asked, "Brother Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Rui withdrew his body suddenly, the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down like soybeans, and Chen Jinliang was stunned.

Dr. Hawke next to him sneered and said, "It's not that he's uncomfortable, but he's afraid that this medicine won't work, and I'll laugh at him." Perhaps, I should go out for a spin?"

After returning back, Zhou Rui felt better, and the pain was greatly reduced. However, Dr. Hawke's taunts made him unable to suppress the impulses in his heart.

Gritting his teeth, he leaned over again and opened his uncle's mouth, trying to put the life-saving golden pill inside.

As a result, the sharp pain struck again, and the body was almost paralyzed at the same moment.

Zhou Rui also had an inexplicable feeling, it was not that he couldn't move his body, but between his uncle's mouth and his fingers, there seemed to be an invisible barrier blocking him.

It is precisely because of this barrier that it hurts so much that there is no way to move.

I can't tell why I feel like this, Zhou Rui only feels uncomfortable. Chen Jinliang was uneasy watching from the sidelines, and couldn't help asking, "Brother Zhou, are you okay?"

Dr. Hawke's ridicule continued to come, and in the eyes of this foreign elite, Zhou Rui was a typical trick and a ghost.

Obviously, it can't be cured, but I have to make a very good look.

Looking at his current appearance, I'm afraid that he is about to pretend to be sick and fall down suddenly, and then use the excuse to die, right?

In this country, Dr. Hawke thinks he has seen the so-called fixed routine of descending the steps very thoroughly.

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and a woman's voice came into everyone's ears. The voice was anxious, panicked, and even terrified.

"Don't!"

However, it was this sentence that made Zhou Rui's body tremble violently. He suddenly thought of the voice that had appeared in his head: "You're finally dead!"

The finger loosened slightly, and the life-saving golden pill fell into the uncle's mouth along the fingertips.

Maybe it was that second, or the next second, Zhou Rui only felt as if his fingers were burning. The pain was even more intense than just now, so he couldn't help but snort, took a few steps back, and crashed into Chen Jinliang's body.

Chen Jinliang subconsciously supported him, but suddenly shivered, why is my brother's body so cold like a refrigerator this week?

Not only did he feel cold, but Dr. Hawke and Zhan Yancai also shivered.

The temperature in the ward seemed to drop by more than ten degrees in an instant.

Zhou Rui stared at the old man on the hospital bed, and in his left eye, he could clearly see that wisps of strange gray mist were constantly converging from all directions. These mist formed a blurred figure over the old uncle's body.

The figure was not calm, it seemed to be more painful than Zhou Rui, constantly twitching and churning.

There was a loud "boom", and the thunderbolt on the sunny day startled everyone.

In the severe cold winter, there is rarely thunder, and even Chen Jinliang subconsciously looks out the window.

But the sun is shining, and it doesn't seem to rain or snow, so where does this thunder come from?

"Who are you?" Zhan Yancai, who was about to go out to ask if the air conditioner was broken, saw the figure at the door and asked suspiciously.

Chen Jinliang also looked back and saw a young girl wearing a scarf and hat, looking at Zhou Rui with a panicked expression.

Zhou Rui didn't seem to notice the other party's arrival, he was still staring at his uncle's body.

The vague figure in the sky calmed down much after the thunder. Both the body shape and the face appear to be much clearer.

Then, the figure gradually sank, and finally sank into the old uncle's body.

The monitoring instrument immediately emitted a piercing alarm, and his heartbeat suddenly increased several times.

Dr. Hawke immediately ran over, grabbed Zhou Rui's collar, and said sharply: "What did you give the patient! If something happens to him, you must be fully responsible!"

Zhan Yancai didn't care about asking the identity of the girl at the door, and hurriedly called someone to come over to help.

Chen Jinliang was uneasy, and hurriedly pulled Zhou Rui a few times, and asked, "Brother Zhou, what's going on......?"

"He's waking up. Zhou Rui muttered, his expression was stunned, and he seemed to be a little distracted.

"Nonsense, he's really brain dead, how can he wake up!" Dr. Hawke, who was looking at the monitoring data, said.

At this moment, a cough came to everyone's ears. Dr. Hawke turned his head and saw his uncle slowly open his eyes in the hospital bed. Although his consciousness was not very clear, and his eyes were not too focused, this action fully proved that he was awake!

"Ohmygod!" Dr. Hawke took a few steps back in disbelief, slamming into the monitoring instrument behind him. Looking at his expression, it was more like he had seen a ghost.

He had just checked his uncle's condition not long ago, and there was absolutely no possibility of awakening, even if it was a god, it was impossible to create a miracle.

But now, those slowly rolling eyes prove that a miracle has really happened.

Zhan Yancai, who had just called someone in, was also stunned on the spot when he saw this scene.

He, how did he open his eyes?

A weak voice sounded: "What's the matter, his function is declining, accompanied by anemia complications, don't hurry up!"

Naturally, Zhou Rui said this, and Zhan Yan reacted and hurriedly beckoned someone to step forward.

Looking at the busy doctors, Chen Jinliang was overjoyed.