Outside the special care ward of the General Military Hospital, Fan Yunbing was anxiously walking back and forth. Leng Xinmeng fell into a coma again, making both her and Leng Qinglian anxious. She thought about all the actions of the three of them just now, and there was no violation of Wu Hong's special explanation. After Wu Hong gave her a reassuring look, he walked into the intensive care ward.

Leng Xinmeng, who was unconscious on the hospital bed, was shaking her head and struggling incessantly, and her symptoms were very similar to the reaction on the fourth day of the previous treatment. According to Alice's comparative analysis, the fourth day is an anomalous period when both consciousnesses are very active. So Alice judged from this that Leng Xinmeng should be fighting with the consciousness that wanted to take her away, and it seemed to be more intense than before.

After carefully checking the pulse, Wu Hong called Leng Qinglian aside, and after a long day of talking, he figured out that it was Leng Xinmeng himself who had just woken up, not the consciousness that wanted to give up.

After determining this important information, Wu Hong began to boldly administer needles. Since the Returning Divine Acupuncture Method is effective, continuing to apply the needle should ensure that Leng Xinmeng wakes up. I just want to get rid of the consciousness of wanting to give up, and I'm afraid that the fierce struggle for such a sacrifice will have to be staged a few more times.

When the eastern sky just revealed the white of the fish's belly, Wu Hong put away the golden needle and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Now Leng Xinmeng didn't wake up suddenly like last night, but according to Alice's monitoring, the consciousness of the intention to give up has begun to weaken. Therefore, Wu Hong reassured Leng Qinglian and Fan Yunbing, while he himself continued to stay in front of Leng Xinmeng's bed, waiting patiently.

Leng Xinmeng was asleep, and the scene of the fierce battle just now still remained in his mind. Two independent consciousnesses, wanting to occupy their minds and control this body, that kind of struggle is not inferior to the battle of real swords and guns. Although the other party looks weak, he is very experienced, and all kinds of tricks emerge one after another, making Leng Xinmeng unable to cope, and the power of consciousness is greatly lost.

Fortunately, later, she keenly felt a powerful force coming from the mountains and seas, and it didn't take long to force the other party back. However, Leng Xin dreamed that the other party had not died yet, and was still hiding in the shadows waiting for an opportunity.

Time passed minute by minute, and the nervous look on Wu Hong's face did not decrease, and even Leng Qinglian was a little anxious and restless. Leng Xinmeng just lay quietly, without waking up or struggling, and before she knew it, three hours had passed. Just when Wu Hong's consciousness was relaxed and he was about to squint for a while, Leng Xinmeng on the bed suddenly held his head violently and struggled, and at the same time, Alice's warning voice came again.

Wu Hong picked up a handful of cold water and slapped it on his face, and then slapped it a few times to boost his spirits. With the golden needle in hand, it is still a return to the gods. Only this time the treatment process was extra long, more than half longer than the previous ones. However, there was good news from Alice, which made Wu Hong inexplicably excited.

According to Alice's analysis, this struggle must have been the last dying struggle of the alien consciousness. Because the intensity of consciousness released by the other party is getting weaker and weaker, on the contrary, Leng Xinmeng's consciousness is getting stronger and stronger.

At this time, Wu Hong's spirit was very overdrawn, but when he heard the news, he immediately became angry, and his shots were full of flowing clouds and waves, and he was very chic. While Leng Qinglian was nervously watching, she couldn't help but be intoxicated by his chic and heroic appearance.

The battle between the two consciousnesses became more and more intense, and the sweat on Leng Xinmengqiao's face was like rain, wetting not only her hair, but also the pillow and the sheets under her. In addition, her face became more and more pale, and the vitality coefficient that Alice had detected was also declining rapidly, and the situation was extremely critical.

Wu Hongyi gritted his teeth, abandoned the Returning God Needle Method, and once again activated the Resurrection Needle. As soon as this set of intense acupuncture techniques was performed, Leng Xinmeng's face immediately became better. Then, the alien consciousness in her mind suddenly became crazy, and she began to fight back at the most rear.

But in the face of the powerful effect of the resurrection needle, any reaction of the external consciousness is futile. The ten-minute time was coming soon, just as Wu Hong was about to finish the resurrection needle. A vague phantom of a baby girl appeared on the top of Leng Xinmeng's head.

The baby girl in the phantom is a miniature version of an adult, but her face is still the immature appearance of a baby. She sat there cross-legged, her eyes staring at Wu Hong viciously.

"Boy, you've ruined the witch's big deal. This witch is desperately losing the inheritance, and she will die with you! Ah......h

Wu Hong also had no experience in fighting with such a simple consciousness body, so in a hurry, he had to turn the Returning to God Needle Method into an exorcism needle method after a slight modification, and used it against the baby girl in the phantom. Unexpectedly, as soon as the acupuncture method was performed, the baby girl who rushed over with a fierce spirit was immediately stared at, with a painful look on her face.

Wu Hong gritted his teeth fiercely, and continued to perform the exorcism acupuncture technique, until the murderous acupuncture technique was completed, and then he stopped moving. The baby girl in the phantom looked incredulous, and her phantom gradually dissipated from her feet. This trend gradually progressed, and it only took a few minutes for her entire phantom to dissipate.

"Ah~ This witch has cultivated into a primordial baby, and she was actually stabbed by a little mortal of yours, I am unwilling, unwilling......"

Slowly, the baby girl in the phantom finally disappeared. Wu Hong breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was still pale, and he couldn't recover for a while. He turned around and looked at Leng Qinglian's face with astonishment, obviously shocked by the baby girl in the phantom.

"Sister Lian, the baby girl you saw is an independent consciousness, she has always existed in Xinmeng's mind, and she wants to eliminate Xinmeng's consciousness and thus occupy Xinmeng's body. Now that she's been eliminated by me, Xinmeng should be okay with her. ”

Leng Qinglian listened to Wu Hong's explanation, and more questions arose in her heart.

Wu Hong held her shoulders and said a little weakly: "Sister Lian, I know that you have a lot of questions. But now, I'm too tired and need to rest, and I'll leave it all to you here. I'll explain it to you when I have a chance later. ”

Three days later, Wu Hong slowly woke up and found himself still sleeping in a hospital bed. It's just that unlike the time when he tried his best to save his mother, he was sleeping on the bed in the Yannan Military General Hospital at this moment.

"Hey, are you awake?" A strange pretty voice rang in his ears. Wu Hongxun followed the prestige, and only saw the back of a woman in a white nurse's suit.

After a while, a large group of nurses came to Wu Hong's hospital room like onlookers.

"Yo, this is the legendary Golden Needle Doctor? Leng Xinmeng, the 'sleeping beauty' on the eleventh floor, was woken up by him with his own hands. ”

"Yes, I heard that Leng Xinmeng slept in Yannan People's Hospital for three years before, and Mr. Leng ran all over the world for her sister, but it can be seen that the 'sleeping beauty' is definitely a rare incurable disease in the world."

The nurses were talking word by word, only the head nurse and another young nurse were checking Wu Hong's condition and asking some questions from time to time.

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