Fang Hong asked Xiao Mei to take off all the clothes on Song Hanchi's body, and then dipped a cotton pad in tung oil and garlic juice, and smeared it on Song Hanchi's body little by little.

However, it was not applied all over the body, but on the boards of both feet, leaving a blank space the size of an egg.

After smearing the tung oil and garlic juice, Fang Hong took the porcelain bowl, put it between Song Hanchi's feet, put the white wax in the bowl, and lit it.

The candlelight of the beans flickered gently, becoming the only light source in the ward.

Fang Hong rubbed his palms, and when his palms were hot, he began to slap Song Hanchi's body, starting from his head, and then slowly downward, the sound of the slapping was extremely rhythmic, it was a bit like playing music.

And the place where Fang Hong had been patted, the skin became white and dry, and the garlic juice tung oil applied on it seemed to be "patted" into Song Hanchi's body by Fang Hong with this special technique.

Except for Li Qingyu who went out to avoid it, Song Wuji, Xiao Hanyi, and Xiao Mei all looked at Song Hanchi nervously.

Until now, the three of them were still clouds and mountains and misty seas, and they fell deeper and deeper, and they couldn't figure out what effect Fang Hong's doing this would do to Song Hanchi's illness.

I have never seen such a cure, and I have never even heard of it.

If outsiders see it, they can't even say that they have to directly label Fang Hong as a magic stick!

……

"Huh?" Suddenly, Xiao Mei's eyes lit up, as if something had appeared, and she leaned down and stared at Song Hanchi's two feet.

But I saw that where Song Hanchi's two feet were not smeared with tung oil and garlic juice, a strange red slowly appeared, and these two strange reds deepened rapidly with a degree visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, it was as deep red as blood, like a blood hole the size of two eggs.

Xiao Mei's eyes widened, and she didn't even dare to blink, her plump chest rose and fell because of heavy breathing.

When the two blood-red colors couldn't be deeper, suddenly, a thin silk wool, almost invisible "bloodline" came out and "flowed" down the footboard.

Immediately afterward, countless equally small blood threads came out one after another, dripping down.

At first glance, it seems that Song Hanchi's feet are bleeding.

What everyone saw next was that strands of blood as thin as silk kept coming out of Song Hanchi's feet, and then gathered into a "team" the thickness of a toothpick, crawling towards the porcelain bowl with a candle erected......

The little bean fire of the white ash seems to have an inexplicable attraction to these "blood streaks".

"What's, what is this?" Xiao Mei couldn't help but exclaim.

"Quiet, don't scare them." Fang Hong whispered.

Xiao Mei hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands, but her chest rose and fell more sharply.

The second elder Song Xiao was also dumbfounded, they never dreamed that there was such a strange thing hidden in Song Hanchi's body.

This is obviously out of the realm of traditional medicine.

It's no wonder that so many doctors have come to see it, but they are helpless, the cause is here!

……

About half an hour later, Song Hanchi's feet finally stopped coming out of the "blood", and the porcelain bowl was already full of blood-red!

At first glance, it is no different from blood, but if you look closely, it is actually a line of blood, these "bloodlines" keep wriggling, probes the brain, and they are blood-colored insects!

A whole bowl of blood-colored insects, tens of millions, is creepy just by looking at it.

This is the culprit of Song Hanchi's illness!

At this time, Fang Hong stopped slapping and took the bowl of blood worms to a corner of the ward and put it down, Xiao Mei, Song Wuji, and Xiao Hanyi also followed over because of curiosity.

Fang Hong took out a small bag wrapped in rice paper from his body, opened it, and it turned out to be a packet of red powder.

This is the cinnabar male yellow powder prepared by Fang Hong in advance, which has the function of removing filth and warding off evil spirits.

Fang Hong grabbed a pinch of cinnabar realgar powder and sprinkled it on the wax fire, and as soon as the powder touched the fire, it suddenly exploded, turning into a little spark and falling into the bowl.

This time the bowl suddenly fried the pot, and those blood-colored insects struggled desperately, turning up a "blood wave" in the bowl, and the scene was shocking.

Fang Hong immediately sped up, and sprinkled the remaining cinnabar realgar powder evenly, so as not to let the insects in the bowl escape, and after some movements, the "blood wave" in the bowl was finally suppressed and gradually subsided.

After a few minutes, the bowl completely subsided, and those blood-colored insects really turned into blood!

At this point, Xiao Mei, Song Wuji, and Xiao Hanyi's hearts finally fell, and now that the root of the disease has been eliminated, Song Hanchi's illness must be completely cured.

At this time, Song Xiao's second elder Fang Hong naturally admired Fang Hong, even Xiao Mei, and secretly glad that she didn't oppose her husband and father-in-law's choice too much just now!

"Flattering!" But just when Xiao Mei and the other three of them breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Song Hanchi was finally saved this time, a faint call from Song Hanchi as if he had accumulated all his strength suddenly sounded over there.

Xiao Mei looked back and suddenly exclaimed: "Chill!?" ”

Xiao Mei quickly rushed back to Song Hanchi's side, but in this instant, Song Hanchi had already passed out, Xiao Mei was frightened, and kept slapping his face: "Hanchi, Hanchi, what's wrong with you, Hanchi, don't scare me!" ”

Song Hanchi's head slumped to the side, and there was no reaction.

And the heart rate monitor placed next to it pulled out an almost straight ripple line, showing that Song Hanchi's heartbeat was weakening rapidly.

This is a sign that the patient's heart is failing, and this sign often means that the patient's life is in danger at any time!

Shocking reversal!

Song Wuji and Xiao Hanyi were shocked, they thought that Song Hanchi had removed the root of the disease and had a good chance of recovery, but who knew that they would directly fall into a critical illness!

Just now, everyone focused on those weird blood worms, but ignored Song Hanchi's changes, of course, this qiē came too suddenly!

Song Wuji raised Song Hanchi's wrist and put his hand on the vein, but after only a few seconds, Song Wuji's face turned pale and trembled, as if he had been hit by five thunderbolts.

Pulse! Hades will be accepted, and the gods will not be saved!

Xiao Hanyi also raised Song Hanchi's other hand at this time, took a pulse slightly, and suddenly his face was full of sadness, and he sighed.

"Dad, father-in-law, chill him, he ......" Xiao Mei instantly felt that the heavens and the earth had collapsed.

Song Wuji and Xiao Hanyi closed their eyes in pain and shook their heads.

Song Wuji and Xiao Hanyi, the two top Chinese Chinese medicine doctors, reacted like this, which is undoubtedly equivalent to pronouncing Song Hanchi's death sentence!

"Chill, chill, wake up, wake up, don't leave me, don't leave me!" Xiao Mei's whole person was crazy, and she desperately shook Song Hanchi's body and cried heartbreakingly.

No matter how his wife called, Song Hanchi didn't react at all, the heart rate monitor had already pulled out a long straight line, and Song Hanchi's heart stopped beating!

At this time, Li Qingyu, who heard the movement outside, finally couldn't help but push the door in, and when he saw this scene, he was immediately shocked and stayed on the spot.

It's over, this time it's over, Xiao Fang came to treat Deputy Mayor Song, not only did he not cure the disease, but he instead cured people to death, how did this end?

What to do, what to do, what to do? Li Qingyu couldn't care about his future at all at this time, and his mind was full of how to help Fang Hong clear his involvement.

Or do I take all the blame on myself? said that I took the initiative to introduce Fang Hong to treat him in order to appease Vice Mayor Song......

Oh my God, putting a dignified deputy mayor to death is no joke!

At this time, another young man in a suit hurriedly walked into the ward.

He is the secretary Zhang Ziwen who finally finished pulling his stomach and washed his pants and rushed back.

Seeing the miserable mist in the ward, Song Xiao shook his head and sighed, Xiao Mei even cried on Song Hanchi's body and became a tearful person, and the woman who came with Fang Hong looked frightened and had no master. After Zhang Ziwen was shocked, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Song Hanchi actually died? And he was killed by that turtle?

Wonderful!

After many years of wandering around the officialdom, he realized that this was a rare opportunity, so he immediately walked out of the ward, found a no-man's corner, dialed a number, and said in a low voice: "Song Hanchi is dead!" ”

"What? How did he die? The other party was surprised and delighted.

"He was killed by that soil doctor."

"Then ......" The other party was silent for a few seconds, and immediately ordered: "You call the police immediately and put all the charges on his head!" ”

"Hmph, that's exactly what I mean!"

……

"Hey, I said what are you doing? Crying and mourning? At this time, there was a gloomy mist in the ward, and in the midst of lamentations and wails, an abrupt discordant voice suddenly sounded.

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