Halfway through the man's words, his voice paused, and the expression on his face became extremely complicated, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he had suddenly had an epiphany.

Time waits for no one, An Miao is not interested in learning about the past between him and the patient, those who love and hate, she is just a doctor.

There was no obvious trauma, shortness of breath, purple lips, purple-red tongue coating, and constant sweating at a normal temperature.

If An Miao is not wrong, this is a toxin, and if it is delayed, this patient can only last for half a month at most, or in the case of An Miao's help, if he is replaced by another doctor, it is estimated that it will be a week at most, and he will die.

"It's poison, and it's definitely not here."

Instructed An Yang to fetch a basin of hot water, An Miao took one out of the needle pillow, passed it around the candle flame, and neatly pierced the patient's ring finger.

Her expression was extremely focused, her brows furrowed slightly, and the two fingers that crushed the silver needle kept pushing forward, and the silver needle had already sunk a third of it.

The man looked at her a little distracted, and it took a while for a while to come back to his senses in An Miao's somewhat dissatisfied gaze, clear his throat, and did not blush, and spoke naturally.

"How can you be sure it's not poison here?"

"Because of the poison here, I know and know how to solve it."

Before pulling out the silver needle, An Miao took a bowl and put it under his finger, and then his finger trembled, and the silver needle came out of his finger at a speed that his eyes couldn't see clearly, and at the same time, a black blood sprayed out from the wound, accompanied by a terrible smell, and fell steadily into the bowl.

The smell was not only fishy, but also a slight smell of decay, which was completely unimaginable that it was something that flowed from the human body.

Even the man who had seen the big scene frowned in shock.

"What's going on?"

"Didn't you say it, it's poison, the poison outside your plug, you came to ask me what to do." An Miao's expression remained unchanged, even if the fishy liquid in the bowl was held in front of her by her plain white fingertips, it didn't make her make any waves.

As a healer, these are all small scenes, and they can be dealt with.

She concentrated on studying the problem of toxins, and treated the problem of men, her tone was perfunctory and cold, but fortunately, the man didn't care, relieved herself, and leaned over to look at the patient on the bed.

After the silver needle was pulled out and the black blood flowed out of his body, his face was much better than just now, and even his breathing became more stable.

It's the first time I've seen results in such a long time.

The man was a little surprised, and looked at An Miao's gaze and couldn't help but feel a lot of respect.

No matter where they are, doctors will always be treated preferentially, let alone a miracle doctor like An Miao.

Regardless of the cause or the past, what she did was just what a doctor should do.

"He seems to be a lot better."

The man breathed a long sigh of relief and asked in a soft tone, "Doctor An, if there is no antidote, can you save him?" "Cool Literature

In such a gentle tone, saying something that was indeed extremely ruthless, An Miao seemed to sense something, put the bowl on the table, and she turned her head to look at him coldly.

"If I say no, aren't you going to look for an antidote?"

"Dr. An is really..."

The man sighed and took a deep look at the patient lying on the bed, it was a middle-aged man in his forties, most of his hair was white, and his body had been tortured by the disease and only a handful of bones remained.

As if he heard the sound, the middle-aged man on the bed opened his eyes with difficulty, he should not be able to see clearly, his eyes were cloudy like dirty water, but even so, he still turned his head with difficulty, and said in a dumb voice:

"Young Lord, no... You can't go back, the old slave dies and dies, you can't bother because of me, you must not go back... Ten million..."

Before he could finish his words, he fainted without taking a breath.

The body that has been polished out of blood is surprising enough to bear the painful mental torture all the time, and it can still wake up strongly.

This person's consciousness is definitely not very clear, and if he can say it at this time, eighty percent of them are thoughts that have not even cleared up his mind, and he has instinctively spoken out of his thoughts.

He really didn't want the man to go back to the outside of the plug.

An Miao was a little moved when she heard this, she glanced at the man, and she didn't know what she was saying.

The current situation, on the surface, is two options, in fact, I don't know how many more branches outside, if according to what the patient said, the man goes back to the outside to find the antidote, it is definitely not so simple.

Most likely, there will be no return.

At that time, neither the patient lying on the bed nor himself can guarantee safety.

The man was silent, and in front of him were two equally unclear roads, for the life of a subordinate, to fight for a chance, is it worth it.

I don't know how long it took, An Yang came in from outside with hot water, and was startled by the somewhat low-pressure atmosphere in the house, he seemed to want to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he was stopped by An Miao with his eyes.

put the basin next to the bed, she used the same method as before, pricked every finger of the middle-aged man, and the blood released flowed in the basin, which was taken out by An Yang and replaced it with two new ones.

An Miao was tired and sweaty, and prepared some antidote pills and stuffed them into the middle-aged man's mouth, although it was useless, but it could be regarded as a relief for his pain.

"It may take more than ten days for me to come and go."

"You want to go back?" An Miao was stunned for a moment, and turned her head to look at the man, "Are you sure?" Let's not talk about the distance between Saiwai and here, even if it is a quick horse, it may be too late, and according to what he said, this antidote should be difficult to take. ”

The man sighed, and a touch of helplessness appeared on his handsome face, "I always have to give it a try, I beat him when I was a child, and I was born and died, if I don't even try, I really can't afford to look down on myself." ”

"Yes, it's a man." An Miao nodded, helped the middle-aged man cover the quilt, and was about to go out with the bowl filled with blood, when she was about to step out of the door, she suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, I suddenly remembered that this poison doesn't seem to be unsolvable." ”

The man stood in place for a long time this time, and it wasn't until An Miao had already gone downstairs that he came back to his senses and hurriedly chased after him.

"Doctor An, are you true? Is there really a way for you to unravel this poison? I've been looking for countless doctors, but they can't help it! ”