Song Lingyu followed the doctor out, and Xiaoxiao also followed.

Song Lingyu was holding a text in her hand, and she was a little excited: "Critical illness notice? Isn't it trauma? What's going on? ”

"Song Guangrui was originally only injured, but the wound infection is Yan Zòng and there are signs of poisoning, and we can only try our best to save it now."

Xiaoxiao reacted that Song Guangrui was scratched by a small skeleton, and normal medical measures may not be useful, "I'll take a look." ”

The doctor said to Xiaoxiao, "Mr. Song is in the high-risk ward, you can only look outside." ”

Xiaoxiao didn't argue anything, the doctor took Song Lingyu and Xiaoxiao to the outside of the high-risk ward, the inside and outside of the ward were separated by a large glass window, through the glass, you could see the busy medical staff inside, and Song Guangrui who was wrapped in a bandage.

Song Lingyu covered her mouth and couldn't help but burst into tears: "Wasn't it okay before?" She asked the doctor before, and the doctor said that it was all trauma and should not be life-threatening.

Although they are all in the same hospital, it is not easy for them to see each other, just like Song Zhi is the only one who can see people normally now, Song Guangrui has been in the operating room, and Wen Shiwen has also been accused.

Xiaoxiao came here and opened her eyes directly, she saw that Song Guangrui's wound was wrapped with dead air, and the germs accumulated on the little skeleton's body for so many years made Song Guangrui's wound suppurate and fester, and the doctor inside was using a scalpel and gauze to clean up the thick blood.

The infection hospital should be able to treat, but the wound will not get better if it is not removed." ”

The doctor smiled apologetically, "The family can't go in yet." ”

"I can assist in the treatment, it is useless for you to keep cutting the flesh to disinfect and reduce inflammation."

The doctor only thought that Xiaoxiao was a child, so he looked at Song Lingyu in embarrassment, "Look at this ............." ”

Song Lingyu still trusts Xiaoxiao very much, so she said to the doctor, "My child has been a Chinese medicine since elementary school, let her go in and have a look." ”

The doctor was also very embarrassed: "You see, we are responsible for the patient, and no one other than medical staff is allowed to enter the high-risk ward, does your child have a doctor's qualification?" ”

It is impossible for a little police to break through all around, and she really does not have a doctor's qualification, but she remembered that she was alone, and took out the phone and called, "Zhao Lao, I have something to ask you for help, can you come to the Third Affiliated Hospital?" ”

"Uh-huh............ I'm waiting for you, hey.........."

After making the call, Xiaoxiao said to the doctor, "I invited an old Chinese medicine doctor to come over, and he should be qualified to go in." ”

Now the amplification effect of the mobile phone is good, and the voice coming from the small phone doctor also heard it, "Deputy Teacher Zhao Kuang?" ”

"Yes, you know?"

"When I was in school, I went to listen to his old man's class, but I didn't expect you to invite Teacher Zhao here."

"Hehe, Mr. Zhao has been treating my grandfather, so I'm familiar with it." Xiaoxiao thought in her heart, the old man had been thinking about her for a long time, and now he begged him for help, of course.

Zhao Lao came to a fast, and it was only ten minutes away, although the police blocked this floor, he still came in, this is the influence of authority.

When Zhao Lao came over, he saw Song Guangrui in the ward and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Xiaoxiao said, "I'll tell you in detail later, I want to go in, they won't let me, you take me in for a .........." ”

Zhao Lao was very talkative, and the doctor agreed that they would go in, but Xiao Xiao refused to let others watch, and there were only two people in the room, she and Zhao Lao.

Xiao Xiao controlled the blood compass to absorb the dead qi on Song Guangrui's wound little by little, and Zhao Lao also took the opportunity to check Song Guangrui's pulse.

"How did you do that?" As the little hand moved on Song Guangrui's body, Zhao Lao found that Song Guangrui's pulse was becoming more and more stable, which was also amazing.

Xiaoxiao was very serious, and it wasn't until he absorbed the dead air on Song Guangrui's body that he said, "Exclusive method, refuse to pass it on." ”

After the dead qi was removed, the next thing was to be handed over to the doctor, and Zhao Lao also prescribed a few pairs of Chinese medicine, and he became more and more curious about Xiaoxiao.

When Xiao Xiao rescued people, the ** silk in the monitoring room said, "Oh, I'm going, this is okay." ”

Silk's voice attracted the attention of others, and Gao Fushuai leaned over, "Is this luck?" Or star-sucking**? ”

The rough man coughed, "Yan sù, I'll ask the doctor about Song Guangrui's situation later." ”

"Yes......."

As soon as they came out, the doctors and nurses hurried in to check on them

"Breathing normally, heartbeat normal, blood pressure normal..................."

Xiaoxiao took Zhao Lao to Song Zhi's ward, Zhao Lao gave Song Zhi a pulse, Xiaoxiao told her mother about the situation of her little uncle, so that she could rest assured, Song Lingyu's mobile phone rang and went out to answer the phone and came back and said, "Xiaoxiao, just now your aunt called and said that there was a letter from you at home." ”

"What letter?"

"Your aunt said that it was mailed from the capital, and she didn't open it."

"Well, I'll call my aunt." At this time, there are phone calls, and the letter is estimated to be the pair of grandchildren who are looking at the house, and I am afraid that they will have something urgent, so I plan to let my aunt open the letter and take a look.

Sure enough, Xiaoxiao called back and asked Zhang Xia to open the letter, but she didn't expect it to be a distress letter.

It is the grandfather and grandson who show Xiaoxiao the courtyard, the grandfather is called Sun Gui, and the grandson is called Sun Shaoyong, every time Xiaoxiao gives them money, it is directly mailed, this time it is Wu Shaoyong who wrote a distress letter to her according to the address on the envelope with the mentality of trying it out.

The letter said that someone wanted to buy a small courtyard, but Sun Shaoyong's grandfather said that he couldn't be the master, and he couldn't contact the owner, so he didn't let go of it again and again.

Grandpa Wu Shaoyong didn't agree with the gang to find someone to hurt him, and said that if the house was sold to them, they would have to pay for medicine, otherwise they would have to wait for death.

Hung up the phone and left a small call to Ma Lu, Ma Lu has been in Beijing for a few years, and he should have some ways to live well, and he always knows some indiscreet people in the real estate business, so it's good for him to help inquire.

After calling Ma Lu, Xiao Xiao found a corner and calculated a hexagram with a blood compass, Wu Shaoyong's grandfather is a nine-death situation this time to see if he can grasp it well, as for Sun Shaoyong's fate is a little confusing, it can only be said that the future is uncertain.

Xiaoxiao has never seen this pair of grandchildren, but she has also done some understanding, including the eight characters of the birthday, she knows, after all, the courtyard is not a small thing, and all the property of the small family cannot be added up, so Xiaoxiao can't ignore it.

Ma Lu's efficiency is fast, and it takes less than half an hour to inquire about things.

Probably like this, the person who fell in love with the small courtyard house was the person in charge of a large enterprise in an island country, and their company had a project that was recently being tendered in China, and he revealed that he was interested in this courtyard, so someone would like it and want to help him buy it.

Objectively speaking, this matter is not the fault of the person in charge of an island country, but he is the first person Xiaoxiao is unhappy.

Of course, the culprit is still the sycophant, in recent years, he suddenly made a fortune and got used to it, checked the background of the courtyard, and found that it was under the name of a little girl who had never heard of it, and it had not yet been transferred, and I heard that the courtyard was watched by a pair of grandchildren and grandchildren, so that they could not die and found some ruffians to make trouble.

He didn't want to think about how a little girl could have a courtyard in this imperial city where every inch of land was valuable, and he could only say that he was in trouble.