As soon as she walked in, the little girl who was immersed in painting raised her head, with a pair of big flickering eyes, with a hint of doubt, and looked at Zuo Yan in front of her.

"Uncle, who are you looking for?" The little girl asked in a milky voice.

"Sweet girl! It's me, Brother Zhihu! Yang Zhihu jumped out from behind Zuo Yan and made a grimace, making the little girl giggle.

"Brother Zhihu!" Sweet girl is especially happy.

The hospital is full of adults, and there is no one in the ward to play with the sweet girl, and she can't run around, so the sweet girl can only use painting to pass the time.

Later, when I met Yang Zhihu, the two who were also bored suddenly became very good friends.

"Sweet girl, this is the miracle doctor I invited for you, he can cure your disease!" Yang Zhihu couldn't wait to say.

"Really?!" There was a look of disbelief in the sweet girl's big bright eyes, "But...... The doctor's uncle and the nurse's sister all said that my disease is difficult to cure, and I can only use medicine to suppress it! ”

"They don't always say it right! This is a miracle doctor, who has saved all the dead, not to mention your illness, a piece of cake! Yang Zhihu shrugged his nose and said proudly.

"Brother Zhihu, this miracle doctor brother is so powerful, you let him go and help Sister Shuang treat her first, she is worse than me, and she hasn't eaten." Tianniu said with a serious face.

Hearing this, Yang Zhihu laughed twice awkwardly, and deliberately glanced back at Zuo Yan, but Zuo Yan did not have any embarrassment on his face, but looked at the girl's gaze, revealing satisfaction.

In this case, you can still think about others, and there are not many children with this kindness now.

At this point, Zuo Yan had already made up his mind that she must be cured.

"Your name is Sweet Girl, isn't it, hand outstretched. My brother will show you your illness. Zuo Yan stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed.

The sweet girl is very well-behaved, stretching out her fleshy little hands, smooth arms, and immature skin, all of which show that the little girl in front of her is at a carefree age, but she has suffered a terrible illness and can only wait for God to decide her fate.

Gently place your index and middle fingers together on the little girl's wrist.

The pulse is just Zuo Yan pretending to show others, and his telekinesis has already quietly entered the body of the sweet girl. Scanned.

"There are a lot of white blood cells in the bone marrow, and there are other hematopoietic tissues, and it is indeed one of the most common, but also the most troublesome leukemias."

Zuo Yan soon found a large number of white blood cells in Tianniu's body.

These white blood cells are different from normal white blood cells, do not have antibacterial effect, but occupy an important position, and the principle of malignant tumors is the same, the increase of white blood cells in the body will directly affect the function of some important organs. It affects the production of normal healthy blood cells, which causes patients to develop various symptoms.

The treatment of this kind of leukemia of Tianniu is simple and simple, you only need to find the right bone marrow. After the transplant, combined with medication and other treatments, the patient can be cured quickly.

But where is bone marrow matching so easy?

Sweet girl has been in the hospital, just waiting for the right bone marrow to appear. It can be said that according to her current situation, she will have a complete attack within a year or two. Death comes.

"Although this operation is also a bit tricky, it is much easier than Uncle Song and that vegetative person!"

Isn't it leukemia?!

Brother can help you do it with your fingers!

"Sweet girl, your illness is very difficult to cure...... Zuo Yan said, as soon as these words came out, Yang Zhihu's heart hung in his throat, "...... But with me, no problem! ”

As soon as he heard this, Yang Zhihu's eyes widened, and the whole person jumped up excitedly!

"Really! Sweet chick is saved! Sweet chick is saved! Yang Zhihu shouted happily.

"Really? Brother Divine Doctor, can my illness really be cured? Sweet Girl was also very happy, but she still couldn't believe it.

"Don't worry, although my words don't sound very magnetic, they are still very credible!" Zuo Yan said with a smile, and then he looked at Yang Zhihu, "Little brat, go get me a pair of tools, and you will ...... Can you get tools for acupuncture? ”

"Acupuncture? Is it the kind of needle that is old and long, and it is so thin that it doesn't feel like a sting? Yang Zhihu asked.

"yes, that's it!" Zuo Yan nodded.

"Divine doctor, don't worry, this matter is on me!" Yang Zhihu patted his chest, and the fat on his fat face flicked one after another.

After speaking, Yang Zhihu ran out.

I saw Yang Zhihu running wildly all the way, hitting many doctors and nurses on the way, seeing him a child running around in the corridor, they all stopped drinking, and wanted to stop him, but the bodyguards in each corridor saw this and immediately stopped in front of these people, the strong oppressive force was terrifying.

Yang Zhihu went straight into the ward and shouted, "Uncle Jiakang! Quick, give me acupuncture tools! It's the one that the quack doctor said last time that he used to treat Sister Shuang! ”

"Zhihu! This is the ward, be quiet! The lady scolded, but Yang Zhihu, who was in a state of excitement, turned a deaf ear.

Instead, Uncle Jia Kang took out a pair of acupuncture tools from the drawer: "Zhihu, what do you want this needle for?" I can tell you, you can't mess around, it's going to hurt people! ”

"Don't worry, Uncle Jiakang, I'm just curious to see, I don't want to use it for people! Give it to me! ”

Seeing that Yang Zhihu looked impatient, everyone didn't care, after all, Yang Zhihu was just a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, who would be more serious with him?

Yang Zhihu, who got the acupuncture tools, was excited, and immediately went out and ran to the ward where the sweet girl was like the wind.

"Divine doctor, acupuncture is here!" Yang Zhihu was panting, the fat on his body was fluttering, although he was sweating profusely, he did not feel tired at all, but was energetic and excited.

took the leather case, and when he opened it, there was a dazzling array of all kinds of fine needles presented in front of Zuo Yan.

Acupuncture is very particular, each needle has its own wonderful use, but Zuo Yan didn't care about these at all, and randomly picked two moderately medium, not long or short needles, and stabbed them on Tianniu's arm.

Tianniu gritted her teeth, did not cry out in pain, and did not resist, she is a girl, and she is also a child, perhaps because of her long-term illness, she is much stronger than ordinary children.

"Divine doctor, I see that the quack doctor has inserted a lot of roots in Sister Shuang's body, dense, but it can seep people, you only inserted two, will it not be enough?" Yang Zhihu said.

"You said it, that's a quack, I'm a miracle doctor! He needs dozens or hundreds, I only need two, this is the difference between a miracle doctor and a quack! Zuo Yan said flickeringly.

"Oh......" Yang Zhihu nodded suddenly.

"Little brat, go and close the door, and no one else will be allowed in for ten minutes." Zuo Yan commanded.

"Good!" Yang Zhihu immediately closed the door of the ward, stood behind the door majestically, staring at the people coming and going outside, like a loyal bodyguard, swearing to complete the task!

"Started ......"

Zuo Yan took a deep breath and looked serious.

Under Zuo Yan's "Raise Your Arms and Breathe", the army of billions of trillion telekinetic cells began to attack the sweet girl's body.

The target of the attack is the large and useless white blood cells, as well as the deterioration and mutation of cellular tissue.

Even the terrible cancer cells like advanced cancer can be solved, so what is this small mutated cell tissue?

(To be continued.) )