Volume 2 The Hidden Dragon in the Abyss Chapter 109 My Fist Method, Giving the Name Wufu
Chapter 109
An old man with a straight body and a soldier's iron and blood aura on his body was sitting on a wooden chair next to the ancestral hall reading a book.
He was calm on the surface, but his hand holding the book was silently dripping through the title page.
He is the old man of the Zhang family, Zhang Guozhong!
Is the surgery done?
Cured?!
He had just gotten the news that the operation was almost perfect.
He wanted to go straight to the hall, but he didn't.
Because, he knows that he is here, and the doctor is likely to dare not let go of his hands to treat because of his scruples.
So he had been waiting for the last news.
"Second uncle, it should be fine. After all, James William is one of the most famous top Western medicine giants in the world, and he is also a member of the Royal College of Physicians in the United Kingdom, and, listen to the news just now......"
In the ancestral hall, a middle-aged man spoke at this time.
"No, no!"
"Old, master, young, Miss is critically ill, the operation has been perfectly ended, but Miss's body suddenly has an emergency, Miss's fingers are all blood-purple, the body temperature has dropped below the critical point, and the heartbeat has now begun to drop!
He, they say, Miss can't be saved!"
A person from the Zhang family rushed into the ancestral hall at this time and reported quickly!
"What... What?"
"Ling'er can't be saved?!"
Rumble!
The middle-aged man in the ancestral hall stood up suddenly, his eyes were wide in horror in an instant, and he even exuded a strong aura of iron and blood!
Syllable!
The book in Zhang Guozhong's hand also fell to the ground silently at this time!
His entire straight body was bent at this time, as if this news made him, who had never had a trace of fear on the cruel battlefield, age ten years old in an instant!
He got up and walked towards the outside of the ancestral hall!
He wanted to see his granddaughter again, one last time!
In the hall of Zhangjia!
"Wei, Master William, the patient's body temperature has dropped to thirty-three degrees, she, her heartbeat has also dropped again, heart, heartbeat has dropped to a critical value!"
In the hall, an expert from the Imperial Capital Tianren Hospital's voice was really trembling at this time!
"Difficult, could it be that the doctor who was kicked out by us said the right thing? Ten finger color, body temperature, heartbeat, he, all these three conditions he predicted appeared?!"
"This, how is this possible? He, how could he have predicted this?!"
The expert in the provincial capital who discovered the anomaly twice felt a little uneasy from the beginning, and at this time, the entire process of the disease was almost exactly the same as what Xia Yu said, and there was already a trace of shock in his eyes!
It's not just him!
The experts of the Imperial Capital Tianren Hospital, as well as many doctors from other provincial hospitals, were nervous at the same time, and their eyes also erupted with real shock and consternation!
If the first prediction was accurate, it can be said that it was accidental, but now all three predictions are correct, and even the time, they are exactly the same, which cannot be explained by luck at all!
"Impossible!"
"How can an ant from a Sioux City Hospital judge this? Luck! Definitely luck! If even Master William can't diagnose and cure, there can't be anyone in this world who can really diagnose and cure!"
Shen Tianyi's face was also pale, and his eyes were also shocked!
"No! Zhang, Miss Zhang, I'm really going to die, my heartbeat is below the critical value!!"
An expert from the imperial capital who looked at the instrument spoke anxiously and urgently!