Chapter 129: The Strange Injustice of the World (Ask for Subscription~)

Xu Nan didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

After a long silence, he exhaled softly.

That's it, although I have been scolded again and again, but they are all defending me after all.

Thinking of himself and the millions of soldiers in southern Xinjiang who sacrificed their lives to defend their families and the country, it is worth being praised and admired so much.

In the cell of many people, several old men still refused to give up.

It's not that they want to deal with Xu Nan, but they think that the coach of Nanjiang will not allow anyone to slander, and they are also extremely worried about the current young generation, thoughts and behaviors.

"I've read a lifetime of medical books, but I haven't read a single book of sages, I can't think of the words to scold him, several, come on."

"Alas, the old man doesn't have much ink to shake."

"I still know a little bit about medicine, and the rest ...... It's hateful, I knew that I brought my unsuccessful apprentice together, he is a top student, and there will be more scolding words. ”

"Scolding is not the goal, the current young generation is worrying, look at this Xu Nan, he is a very typical example, if this situation is not reversed in time, the future will be inferior to the next generation! Therefore, we still have to focus on education and persuasion, so that he can deeply realize his mistakes, if he can still live, he must change his mind, correct his thoughts and attitudes, and be a good man! ”

"Yes, Miao Yixian is reasonable, let's sum it up, this is also a big deal, we are doctors, deep diseases need to be treated, and psychological diseases must also be treated!"

"Well, let's sum it up......"

"Poof......

Yu Hansong really couldn't hold back, he was too uncomfortable, and snorted.

Everyone immediately looked at Yu Hansong and found that his face was as red as blood, and they couldn't help but be surprised: "Doctor Yu, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I didn't ...... ...... thing"

Yu Hansong smiled with difficulty: "It's just that there is some internal urgency." ”

"There's a toilet, go quickly, it's all this age, what are you still holding back? We don't peek, it's ......."

Xu Nan on the other side couldn't cry or laugh.

Well, these old men are going to treat themselves for heart disease.

But......

Xu Nan's heart disease is Qin Feiyue, An An, Xu Bei, Xu Yaozhong, and all the people he cares about and cares about.

How can this be cured?

……

Jungjo Airport.

An Rushan is here.

After receiving the news from Chongcheng, he did not delay, and traveled overnight, arrived on a special plane, and only got off the plane, but before he could say a word, he was pulled away by a military vehicle and went directly to the governor's palace.

Through the guard of the outer garrison and the guards of the Inner Siege Blood Soul Army, An Rushan entered the Governor's Palace, and he didn't even bother to wipe the hot sweat on his head, and immediately reached out and grabbed Sun Ling's wrist.

Sun Ling was still in a coma, and his injuries had worsened, and his face was already as blue as his lips.

If it weren't for his extremely strong personal strength and vitality far beyond ordinary people, I am afraid that he would not be able to wait for An Rushan to arrive, or in other words, it would be too late for An Rushan to arrive, so he could only watch him die.

The former adjutant next to him was so nervous that the corners of his eyes twitched.

He was sure that the recurrence of Sun Ling's injury was related to Xu Nan, and he hated him to the core, and he was already thinking about how to make Xu Nan suffer the most cruel punishment in the world, and finally died of despair with endless remorse.

"It's fine."

After a while, An Rushan moved his hand.

The solemn atmosphere of the room disappeared because of the word An Rushan.

The former deputy officer became excited: "Doctor Anshen, you must cure my handsome!" ”

"I'll do my best, but don't get your hopes up."

An Rushan's face sank like water: "Xiling God of War, his injuries are very serious, all I can do is to help him recover some injuries, stop his injuries from worsening, and let him wake up, I want to cure ...... roots"

The former deputy officer's heart sank to the bottom, and pain appeared in his resolute eyes: "Is it true that my handsome can't recover completely?" Outside the Western Plains, the barbarian country is ready to move again! ”

An Rushan took out the three golden needles given by the lord of the country, and began to use his own healing methods, while sighing: "The medical Tao is broad and profound, like the vast ocean, I can't see the whole picture, my ability is really limited, but ......"

"But what? Doctor Anshen, don't sell it, say it quickly! "The former adjutant is impatient.

A drop of hot sweat slipped down An Rushan's old face.

The former deputy officer hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hand to catch it, and didn't let the sweat fall on Sun Ling, and then picked up a clean towel and wiped An Rushan's sweat.

An Rushan said in a deep voice: "If there is anyone in this world who can save the Xiling God of War, it is only him." ”

"Who are you talking about? I'll go and ask now! Even if I give up this life, I will invite him over! ”

"The former commander of Southern Xinjiang, the contemporary heir of the ghost doctor!"

An Rushan suddenly closed the needle.

Sneer......

Black blood splattered out from Sun Ling's arm, and the fishy smell was immediately emitted, so thick that it was disgusting.

Fortunately, An Rushan is a doctor, what kind of disgusting scene has he never seen when the plague broke out? What kind of disgusting smell has not been smelled? Not at all moved.

And the former deputy officer, who followed Sun Ling in the Xiyuan Jinge Iron Horse, was also a person who crawled out of the pile of dead people in a hundred battles, and he had seen the corpse mountain and sea of blood, although the smell was unpleasant, it could not compare to the breath emitted by the corpse after a hundred days of decay.

And as the black blood splattered, Sun Ling's dark face gradually turned pale, and his pulse beat slightly.