"R Chinese?" If it weren't for Kazuya Morishita introducing himself, Liu Lang wouldn't have seen that he was a foreigner at all, because Kazuya Morishita's Mandarin is very standard, even more than some native-born Chinese. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How do you know me?" Hearing Morishita Kazuya call out his name directly, Liu Lang said curiously.

Kazuya Morishita smiled, "The news of you rushing into the fire and rescuing Professor Deng has been spread on our school's forum, and I have seen your photos." ”

"I see. Liu Lang nodded, he wanted to be unknown for a while, but he still became famous, and with a light smile, Liu Lang asked, "What about Professor Deng's family?"

"They stayed here all night, and they didn't eat dinner yesterday, so I took care of it and let them eat. Kazuya Morishita explained.

As he spoke, Deng Wubao's son walked in.

"Professor Liu, thank you for saving my father!" Deng Wubao's son's name is Deng Jiannian, who is still in college this year, and said excitedly when he saw Liu Lang coming to the hospital again.

When they met yesterday, Deng Jiannian thought that Liu Lang and his father were just ordinary working relationships, but when he looked at his mobile phone at night, he knew that Liu Lang had rescued his father from the fire, but Liu Lang didn't mention it from beginning to end, which made Deng Jiannian quite moved.

"You're welcome. That's what I'm supposed to do. Liu Lang patted Deng Jiannian's shoulder and said.

"Professor Liu, Jia Nian, I'll leave first, there are still some things to deal with in the school. At this time, Kazuya Morishita stood up and said.

"Brother, I'll send you!" Deng Jiannian hurriedly said politely.

"No, no, you can just greet Professor Liu. Kazuya Morishita stopped Deng Jiannian, and then smiled at Liu Lang and walked out of the ward.

"You know each other very well?" Deng Jiannian called Morishita and Brother Ye just now, which made Liu Lang a little strange.

"Brother Morishita has been coming to China for almost ten years, when he first came to China, he studied my father's graduate school, and later graduated with a doctorate, and stayed in Nanshan Agricultural University to do postdoctoral research work, my father valued him very much, and he was alone, so he often invited him to eat at home. Deng Jiannian explained.

"Oh......" Liu Lang frowned, he always felt that this Morishita Kazuya was a little strange, but where was the strangeness for a while and a half, maybe it was because he was born with no good impression of the country R.

"Okay, you take good care of Professor Deng, I'll come to see him tomorrow. Although Deng Wubao was still in a coma, his breathing was stable, and there should be no problem, Liu Lang said goodbye to Deng Jiannian directly.

However, as soon as he turned around, before he could walk out of the ward, the alarm in the ward went off.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Lang turned his head and found that Deng Jiannian had rushed to the bedside.

Deng Wubao on the hospital bed, his body was twitching rhythmically, and the monitoring instrument next to him showed that Deng Wubao's blood pressure was decreasing, and the frequency of his heartbeat had reached 200 beats per second.

The alarm in the ward was connected to the doctor's office and the nurses' station, and a moment later a doctor and two nurses rushed in.

Looking at Deng Wubao's situation, they were also a little dumbfounded.

In the morning, the doctor in charge of the bed also came to check on Deng Wubao, and the condition was very stable at that time.

"Prepare for first aid!"

After a moment's pause, the bedside doctor shouted.

The nurse rushed to prepare first-aid medicines and equipment. This is a brain surgery ward, which receives relatively stable patients, and usually has few opportunities for first aid, so it is not equipped with various first-aid items in the ward like the ICU.

Without medicines and equipment, doctors can only watch.

"You get out of the way first!"

Seeing that his blood pressure was about to drop, Liu Lang stepped in front of the hospital bed.

At first, he also thought that it was a sudden deterioration of the injury, but as Deng Wubao's lips gradually turned blue and his face gradually turned waxy yellow, Liu Lang realized that this was not a deterioration of the injury at all but poisoning.

Judging from the changes in blood pressure and electrocardiogram, Deng Wubao will not be able to wait for the first aid supplies to be delivered.

It was not easy for him to save Deng Wubao from the fire, how could he watch Deng Wubao die in front of him.

If it is other diseases, Liu Lang may not really be able to intervene, but detoxification, Liu Lang is definitely an expert.

Not to mention that the bloodline acupuncture method can cure all kinds of poisons, it can at least deal with 90% of the poisons in the mortal world.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing that Liu Lang actually directly ripped off Deng Wubao's shirt, the doctor in charge of the bed exclaimed.

"Shut up!" Liu Lang glared at the doctor fiercely, and then lowered his head again, saving his life was important, he didn't have time to explain.

After picking off Deng Wubao's shirt, Liu Lang immediately took out his needle bag.

Thirty-six silver needles were patted one by one, and Liu Lang swept it with his hand and picked up three silver needles.

"You're a family member of the patient, right? Don't let him mess around, if something happens, we're not responsible!" Seeing Liu Lang's murderous spirit, the doctor didn't dare to move forward at all, and suddenly, he found Deng Jiannian, who was already stunned, and grabbed Deng Jiannian's arm and said.

"I ......" Deng Jiannian's brain has been completely short-circuited, he doesn't know what Liu Lang is going to do, although Liu Lang saved his father, but this is a hospital, and he believes more in doctors in his heart.

"Professor Liu!"

Deng Jiannian wanted to go up and pull Liu Lang away, but before he could walk up to Liu Lang, Liu Lang took the needle.

The three silver needles pierced Deng Wubao's three acupuncture points almost at the same time.

Deng Wubao's originally twitching body suddenly stopped, and at the same time, on the display screen, the rapid drop in blood pressure indicator was also instantly frozen, and then slowly rose up.

"Huh?"

Deng Jianian hurriedly stopped, he turned his eyes to look at the doctor in charge of the bed, and the doctor in charge of the bed was also shocked.

"Doctor He, everything has been brought!" At this moment, the two nurses who had just gone out had already rushed back with a small cart.

In the car were emergency medicines and a pacemaker.

"Wait a minute!" the doctor in charge of the bed quickly reached out to stop the two nurses, but his eyes remained on the bed.

At this time, Deng Wubao's whole body was already full of silver needles, and his yellowed face began to slowly return to blood. The lips are not so light anymore. Indicators such as blood pressure and heartbeat are also approaching normal values.

"Professor Liu?" Song Jiannian saw that Liu Lang finally stopped moving, and shouted tentatively.

"It's okay. Liu Lang let out a sigh of relief and sat on the stool next to the bed, fortunately he was quick enough, otherwise, even if there was a blood needle technique, he would not be able to save Deng Wubao's life. The speed of this poison attack is beyond imagination.

"Professor Liu?" Doctor He, who was in charge of the bed, was shocked when he heard Deng Jiannian call Liu Lang. I didn't expect the young man in front of me to be a professor, no wonder acupuncture is so powerful.

When he came back to his senses, he hurriedly walked up to Liu Lang: "May I ask which medical university professor are you?"

"Medical University?" Liu Lang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I am a professor at the School of Management of Nanshan University. (To be continued.) )