After saying that, she directly pushed open the door of the isolation room.

The moment the door opened, she could already smell a smell of decay.

Holding back her vomiting, she had already walked to the bedside.

The tightly wrapped man had only one pair of eyes exposed, and the lifeless eyes were full of despair.

The doctor standing beside her sighed helplessly and explained: "He has been lying in bed for half a month, although he has been unable to speak, but the pillow is wet every morning, I can understand his feelings, but our ability is ......"

Su Nuannuan nodded, stretched out her hand and shook it back and forth in front of the man's eyes a few times.

Sure enough, the man's focus wasn't here at all.

"What's going on with him, why is the package so tight?" She asked with a frown.

"The skin ulceration caused by the drug explosion has now penetrated into the bone marrow." The doctor explained.

"Take the gauze off his chest and I'll take a look." Su Nuannuan said, already picking up the scalpel on the side.

"No!" The doctor outside the isolation room was startled and prepared to rush into the isolation room.

Shen Xiuping waved his hand, patted his chest and promised, "Something is mine!" ”

Although the doctors were embarrassed, they saw Shen Xiuping's confident appearance, and they unconsciously stopped, after all, they had nothing to do.

Shen Bingtong changed into an isolation gown and quietly came to Su Nuannuan's side to help.

After a while, the gauze on the soldier's chest was removed, and looking at the pitch-black skin, a trace of coldness flashed in Su Nuannuan's eyes.

Shen Bingtong remembered what Su Nuannuan had said, suppressed all the panic in his heart, and silently handed over one silver needle after another.

Even though the silver needles had pierced his chest, the soldier didn't even frown.

Maybe it's because his heart is dead, but his pupils haven't flickered for a moment.

"Bingtong, take out the black medicine bag and ask Grandpa Shen to arrange for someone to boil water." Su Nuannuan commanded while walking the needle.

"Okay." Shen Bingtong picked up the medicine bag and ran out in a hurry.

The last silver needle fell, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the soldier who was pierced into a hedgehog, the doctor finally couldn't bear the question in his heart and asked, "What are these acupuncture points for?" ”

After all, he was born in Western medicine, and he really couldn't understand the meaning of Su Nuannuan's operation.

After explaining the acupuncture points from top to bottom, Shen Bingtong walked in with two doctors carrying a large wooden bathtub.

The pungent smell of medicine made it a little difficult to breathe in the small isolation room, but everyone had no intention of leaving.

"Wait another 5 minutes for me to remove the silver needle from his body, and at the moment when the last silver needle is pulled out, I will ask the big guy to help carry him into the bathtub." Su Nuannuan said softly.

"It's 80 degrees Celsius hot water." A doctor exclaimed hurriedly.

"That's what is needed, the carrion on his body needs to be removed." Su Nuannuan nodded, then took out a turquoise palm-sized pill from his pocket and threw it into the bathtub, and suddenly the entire bathtub was boiling.

Until the last silver needle was removed, the man had been lightly put into the bathtub by everyone.

As soon as the person sat down in the bathtub, the paleness of the person's face was covered in black.

"Nuan Nuan, something should happen, right?" Looking at the man's dark and lifeless face, Shen Bingtong was so frightened that he couldn't control himself anymore.

"It's okay, it's just the first step in detoxification." Su Nuannuan disagreed.