Chapter Ninety-One: Can't Be Imitated!

"It's burning, it's burning......"

"How can it catch fire?"

"Is that cinnabar? Are you sure it's not phosphorus? ”

"This little trick, I will too!"

Time.

All the watchers were shocked.

Some people are full of amazement, while others are full of doubt and disbelief from the beginning.

Of course, there are also curious and shocked people.

After all.

For them.

This method of curing the disease is simply unprecedented.

Although it does look like a mysterious healing technique in the mysterious East, just a few actions can cure the plague?

None of them believed it.

"Alright."

Just when everyone was puzzled, Du Zhong in the operating room suddenly shouted with a tired face.

"Go check."

Swift opened his mouth to order.

As soon as the words fell.

Several epidemic prevention experts immediately walked into the operating room, quickly pushed the secretary of state, who was unconscious on the hospital bed, to an examination room, and began to do the examination.

Meanwhile.

Eucommia also left the operating room, and under Swift's arrangement, came to a room to rest and recuperate.

Five minutes later.

The results of the examination are in.

Same as last time, completely cured!

"The results are in."

Holding the inspection report, Swift stood in front of everyone, waved the inspection report in his hand, and opened his mouth to say: "At present, the Secretary of State has completely eradicated the plague, but what I want to ask is, all the experts who are famous in the United States, have you seen anything and have you come to any conclusions through the observation just now?" ”

At this point, Swift paused.

And everyone below, and everyone on the video connection, was stunned.

"I don't see it."

"I don't see it either."

"I had no idea what the hell he was doing."

"That's right, Huaxia is worthy of being a mysterious ancient country in the East, and there is such a miraculous medical skill."

"Oh my God, I can't believe he actually cured the plague."

"Huaxia is too powerful."

"Orientals have always been so mysterious......"

Everyone shook their heads.

Truly.

The actions that Du Zhong did just now were like a magic show to them, and they looked quite magical, but no one thought that even those movements that they looked like were magical enough to directly cure the plague, which made everyone very calm.

At the same time, some people began to feel distressed.

What's behind those actions?

Why cure the plague?

And this side.

Hearing everyone's answers, Swift was suddenly helpless.

"Is there really no one to see anything?"

In desperation, Swift turned his head directly, looked at one of the video windows, faced one of the religious personnel sitting in front of the video, and opened his mouth to ask, "Master, you should have seen something, right?" ”

"Yes."

Surprisingly.

The religious personnel in the video suddenly nodded slowly, opened his mouth and said, "As a wizard, I naturally know what the meaning of his actions just now is. ”

"Oh?"

Swift's eyes lit up and he immediately asked, "What is it?" ”

"It's energy."

The wizard looked up before adding, "I can feel that he can use his body to communicate the energy that exists between heaven and earth to ward off sickness. ”

"How can this be done?"

Swift was even more excited.

"Cultivation."

The wizard pursed his lips and opened his mouth to say, "There is no doubt that this is the result of cultivation. ”

"Now that you know, can you also use this method to cure the plague?"

Swift asked again.

"Difficult!"

The wizard immediately shook his head, and when he came into contact with Swift's expectant eyes, he shook his head again and said, "It's hard. ”

"Why?"

Swift was dumbfounded.

"Eucommia is a very high level, not something I can touch, only with his level, can we use the energy of heaven and earth to treat diseases, we can't do it."

The wizard said without concealment.

Hear the words.

A look of disappointment suddenly appeared on Swift's face.

Immediately after the inquiry.

As a result, it turned out that except for the wizard, no one else could see anything at all.

In desperation, Swift had no choice but to turn off the video and drive away all the people who were watching the treatment.

"Mr. President."

After driving the people away, Swift immediately called the president to report.

"How did it turn out?"

The president's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"The Secretary of State's plague has been cured, but after the people we arranged to see Eucommia's treatment, they didn't see anything at all, and they couldn't imitate his treatment at all."

Swift sighed bitterly.

"How so?"

The president was stunned for a moment.

"I don't know, I just can't imitate it anyway."

Swift shook his head and said, then asked, "What should we do next?" ”

"Next ......"

The president hesitated for a moment, his tone sank, and he opened his mouth and ordered: "Since it cannot be imitated, then we must let Eucommia research a cure for the plague, and we can't watch him go away like this, but we don't even benefit at all." ”

"Yes."

Swift nodded his head.

"Now, the economy of the whole world is in serious decline because of the impact of the plague, and if this sheep goes down, there will definitely be chaos."

At this point, the president opened his mouth again and said, "Before there is turmoil, the plague must be resolved." ”

"Yes!"

Swift nodded again.

……

This way.

A full hour passed.

Eucommia only recovered.

However, on the surface, he still looks exhausted.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in."

Leaning on the hospital bed, Du Zhong opened his mouth in response.

"Click."

The door opened.

Swift, who had just finished a call with the president, walked in and said as he went, "Thank you for all your hard work." ”

"Forehead ......"

Du Zhong was stunned.

It was rare for him to see Swift behave so solemnly.

Immediately, his eyes rolled, he grinned, and opened his mouth to ask: "What's the use of just thanking, is there any practical expression, such as ...... Put hundreds of millions of dollars into my account? ”

"Words of thanks, even if they don't work, have to be symbolic, don't they?"

Swift didn't mind Eucommia's joke in the slightest, and grinned instead.

But as soon as I heard this.

Du Zhong was speechless for a moment.

is worthy of a high-ranking official, this kind of reaction, this kind of roundabout words, people can't refute it at all.

"Since you're here, let's make arrangements, how about giving me a virus and a patient?"

Du Zhong opened his mouth.

"Huh?"

Swift was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you want to save people one by one?" ”

"Of course not."

Du Zhong immediately shook his head and said, "I want to observe the mutation of the virus!" ”

"Okay."

Without the slightest hesitation, Swift immediately nodded in agreement.

Looks like.

He didn't even need to mention that with Du Zhong's momentum alone, he would definitely be able to fulfill the order given by the president.

"I'll arrange it now."

After nodding in agreement, Swift immediately turned around and went out to arrange for Du Zhong to go to the patient and ward.

Swift is gone.

Du Zhong immediately stepped down from the hospital bed, walked out of the inpatient department directly, and walked towards the front yard while moving his body and walking.

Just a few steps into the front yard, Du Zhong saw two acquaintances walking towards him.

Gaze at it.

The person who came was the beautiful policewoman and the leader of the young doctor who came from New York.

Seeing the two of them, Du Zhong didn't show anything, still simply moved his body and continued to walk forward.

But police flowers are different from youth.

The moment they saw Du Zhong, they couldn't help but tremble slightly, and then stopped in unison.

"Eucommia."

The police flower shouted first, and then opened her mouth and said, "I didn't expect you to be so powerful." ”

"Mr. Du."

Even the leader of the young doctor, when he saw Du Zhong for the first time, was unusually unruly, and Traka, who almost wanted to face his nostrils to the sky, bowed his head to Du Zhong with awe, and shouted with great respect.

This kind of appearance is completely devoid of the previous rebelliousness.

"Huh?"

Du Zhong was stunned.

These two people seem to be a little wrong.

"We've heard from you to treat the Secretary of State."

As if seeing Du Zhong's doubts, the police flower opened her mouth to explain, and said, "I didn't expect that you could even be cured of the plague, it's really amazing." ”

Side.

Terraka also nodded again and again, and said approvingly: "I didn't expect Mr. Du to be so powerful, and it is not ordinary people who can cure the plague." ”

"Average."

Du Zhong chuckled and shook his head.

He is not a high-profile person, and sometimes he even feels embarrassed by other people's compliments.

"That's right."

As if she had suddenly thought of something, she opened her mouth and asked, "Since you can even cure the plague, can you cure the diabetes?" ”

"Yes."

Du Zhong nodded and said.

"What?"

Hearing this, Tlaka's face instantly changed, he looked at Du Zhong in disbelief, and said, "No one dares to say that diabetes can be cured now?" ”

"Really?"

Du Zhong smiled slightly, not care.

And this side.

Hearing Du Zhong's reply, the police flower's face instantly became happy.

He immediately said, "Can I ask you to do me a favor?" ”

"What?"

Du Zhong asked.

"I hope you can promise me that after the plague is over, you can help me treat my dad's diabetes."

The police flower opened her mouth.

"Well...... There is a clear distinction between public and private. ”

Du Zhong grinned and said, "When the time comes, come to me." ”

"Really?"

The police flower couldn't help but get excited.

"Of course."

Du Zhong nodded.

"Thank you, thank you."

The police flower immediately thanked her.

In fact, if she directly asked Du Zhong to help her, Du Zhong would definitely not agree, but she added the premise of the plague solution while asking Du Zhong.

Obviously, in her heart is more of great love.

Eucommia is more willing to help such people.

Listening to the other party's thanks, Du Zhong walked away with a smile on his face.

Eucommia is gone.

"Do you really believe he can be cured?"

Traca immediately asked.

"He can be cured of the plague, of course I believe him, and besides, why should he lie to me?"

The police flower opened her mouth and said.

Hear the words.

Tracca was instantly lost, and he only now felt that the gap between himself and Du Zhong was really big......