With the soul fixing needle in hand, he is not afraid that Hong Laoqi will move his heart again.

According to his description, Ye Qing easily found the destination of his trip-

Research Building.

In order to facilitate management, all clinical trials of Pengcheng Central Hospital are conducted here.

When Ye Qing arrived, in the open space downstairs, there were more than a dozen young people in civilian clothes standing scattered, muttering something quietly.

When they saw him coming, they all fell silent.

Ye Qing frowned.

No one stopped him, so he walked up the steps and walked into the scientific research building, where two people were waiting for him in the hall on the first floor.

"Ye Qing, right?" One of them, a middle-aged man in casual clothes, asked.

"I am."

"Ye Yuantang is your father?" The middle-aged man had obviously been informed by the Binhai side, but he still confirmed it again in person.

"yes, how is he now?" Ye Qing's heart hung up, this posture was not right!

"Something happened." The middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder and said sympathetically: "You have to be a little mentally prepared." ”

The stone finally fell!

Ye Qing only felt a buzz in his head, and the uncontrollable anger instantly poured into his eyes, and he reached out and grabbed the other party's neck: "What accident?" Didn't I tell you to stop the trial? ”

Seeing this, the people outside rushed in one after another, ready to save people, but were stopped by the middle-aged man with his eyes.

"Ye Qing, you have to be sensible!"

"yes, you can't blame us for that!" The fat man in a white lab coat next to him explained: "After our hospital received a call from the city, it immediately responded, and the trial process was suspended at that time, and the response was fast enough......

As soon as he said this, beads of sweat oozed from the white coat's head.

He was stared at directly by the furious Ye Qing.

The invisible pressure pressed him out of breath, feeling that he was the one who was choked by the neck, and he didn't have the courage to say it anymore.

The middle-aged man who was choked by the neck behaved very calmly: "According to the original plan, the human trial of Aokang Star started at nine o'clock in the evening, and the Binhai side called us at five o'clock, and the time was completely in time, but we didn't expect that a black intermediary in order to hurry up and get the medicine at two o'clock in the afternoon, without waiting for the hospital's review process to finish, started the human trial privately." ”

Ye Qing's face instantly lost blood.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, he had just woken up from a coma, apparently in time.

However, I clearly remember that my father had an accident at night, how can I ......

"Where's my dad now?"

"Rescuing." The white coat responded cautiously.

Ye Qing's eyes lit up, he let go of the middle-aged man's neck, and urged: "Take me there, hurry up!" ”

The white coat glanced at the middle-aged man, and when he saw that the latter nodded, he took Ye Qing upstairs.

"I heard that Ye Yuantang was the first to inject the test agent, and it didn't take long for an allergic reaction to occur, the snake head was rescued for a while, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he ran away without an explanation, and when we received the news and arrived, Ye Yuantang no longer had the ability to breathe on his own, and the brain electrical activity disappeared......"

The white coat racked his brains to introduce the current situation in a tactful way.

But in the face of Ye Qing's gloomy face, he was suddenly scared, afraid to say those two words from his mouth.

In the end, the god said in a ghostly manner: "Director Pan Younian of our hospital has gone out in person, you can rest assured, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, it will definitely be saved." ”

Love whoever you want, so that Lao Tzu doesn't bear anger.

The white coat was very depressed, this kid surnamed Ye was not very old, how could he put so much pressure on himself?

The middle-aged man glared at him, complaining that he shouldn't give Ye Qing hope.

Without spontaneous breathing, the electrical activity of the brain disappears, which is medically standard brain death symptoms.

People are dead, what's the point of placating the family with lies?

Sure enough, by the time they arrived at the intensive care unit, the rescue had ended, the attending doctors had withdrawn, and only a young doctor was left playing games at the door with his mobile phone, waiting for the handover.

Seeing the white coat coming, the young doctor put away his mobile phone and said, "Section Chief Liang, is the family of the deceased here?" ”

“……”

Section Chief Liang glared at him.

Ye Qing pushed it away and turned around and entered the custody room.

All the equipment has been removed, and the person has covered it with a white cloth.

The white cloth was uncovered, revealing Ye Yuantang's pale face.

Tears rolled in Ye Qing's eyes, and the corners of his lips trembled violently.

He stretched out his hand and stroked his father's face, the cold touch seemed to have traveled through time and space, thirty years later, back to the day he had experienced in the morgue in his previous life.

Could it be that he lived his life again just to see this scene again?

No!

Ye Qing tore off the white cloth, pressed his left hand on his father's heart, the five fingers trembled quickly at a certain frequency, and his right hand clenched his fingers into a fist, and chiseled hard along the acupuncture points such as Zigong, Tanzhong, and Juque.

This scene is like crazy!

"Ye Qing, what are you doing?" The middle-aged man behind him shouted.

Ye Qing ignored it, the speed of his hands was rapidly accelerating, his fingers trembled and knocked out an afterimage, his fist chiseled out a sound, and with the influence of resonance, Ye Yuantang's body gradually broke away from the bed and levitated.

"Classmate Ye Qing, please be sensible!"

The middle-aged man stepped forward to stop him, and was glared at by Ye Qing's devouring eyes, and instinctively took a step back.

He suddenly realized that if he stopped it now, he would be regarded as a father killer by the young man in front of him!

Hot sweat soon broke out on Ye Qing's forehead, which seemed to be an irregular movement, but it was actually extremely draining.

But he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, his father's soul was not far away, and the law of the ontology was a call to the soul, and he had to struggle for his father's life.

Even if this is the result, the best thing is to save a living dead!

At this time, Pan Younian, who was signing the death notice in the office next door, happened to come out, and when he saw this, he walked into the intensive care unit and looked at it, frowning and said, "Section Chief Liang, what do you mean by this?" ”

The white coat smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This is Ye Yuantang's son, who knows what he is doing!" ”

It turned out to be the family of the deceased!

Pan Younian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had come from where he came from to go down the mountain!

Then he was a little annoyed: "Lao Liang, how do you do the psychological counseling work of family members?" This is obviously stimulated, are you relying on him to do nonsense? ”

Section Chief Liang had already suffered a loss, but he didn't want to face the angry Ye Qing again, so he rolled his eyes and said, "Director Pan, aren't you responsible for this rescue mission?" Why don't you tell him to go? ”

"People are dead, what else to save? Waste of time! Pan Younian slapped the death notice into Section Chief Liang's arms, turned around and left.

He didn't want to wade into the troubled waters.

As soon as I got out of the intensive care unit, I saw several hospital leaders and a group of people in suits and leather shoes, surrounded by a young woman.

Pan Younian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly greeted him: "Mr. Fan, why are you even alarmed?" ”

The woman paused, as if trying to confirm who the man was.

But after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think about it, so I politely said, "I'll come and have a look." ”

Pan Younian is also self-aware, he is in the central hospital, and even the leaders of the hospital have to be carefully held, but in front of this woman, he is not even qualified to be remembered by his name.

But this did not prevent him from wanting the other party to remember his name, and tried to move forward: "Mr. Fan, I am Pan Younian from the Department of Cardiology, the deceased's son is now emotionally out of control, I am afraid that you are not safe, so I suggest that you still don't go in." ”

"Thank you Dr. Pan for reminding us that it is normal for the family to suffer and grieve, and Kangao Group is also responsible for this matter, and we cannot evade responsibility!"

As she spoke, the woman stepped forward and pushed open the door to the custody room.

The scene in front of her made her frown.

After seeing the movements of Ye Qing's hands, she was stunned again.

"Mr. Fan, you see I'm not wrong, be careful not to approach, don't let him hurt you." Pan Younian reminded in front.

The woman stared at the movements of Ye Qing's hand, for fear that she would be wrong.

ignored Pan Younian's reminder, thought he was in the way, reached out and pushed him away, and stood directly behind Ye Qing.

At this moment, Ye Yuantang's originally pale face showed a hint of ruddy, and a miracle was close at hand!

However, the movements in Ye Qing's hands slowed down.

After all, he is still just a mortal fetus in the flesh, and there is no trace of aura in his body, plus he has lost too much blood before, and now he is at the end of the strong crossbow, even if he has seen hope, but he is weak to return to the sky!

Maybe, that's all there is to it, right?

Suddenly, the woman commanded her assistant, "Go and get a few sets of needles!" ”

As she spoke, she walked around to the other side of the bed, stood opposite Ye Qing, put one hand on Ye Yuantang's shoulder, and said, "Mr. Ye, you are responsible for gathering the soul of the Nine Shocks, and I am responsible for returning the Yuan to Yang, what do you think?" ”

Ye Qing, who was already extremely tired, suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, and his eyes lit up: "Fan's Huiyang Needle? ”

The woman nodded: "The seventy-ninth generation descendant of Fan's Huiyang Needle, Fan Yaqing!" ”