After Chen Ziang left the villa, he took a taxi to the hospital and walked into the ward, where Mercedes-Benz and Xiao Leng were still in a coma.

"Uncle, Xiao Leng, I'm back" Chen Ziang looked at the two people on the hospital bed and muttered to himself.

The two of them couldn't hear Chen Ziang's words at all, and they still closed their eyes as if they were asleep.

"Hey," Chen Ziang sighed, found a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, and stayed with him until dawn.

When the doctor went to work the next day, Chen Ziang came to the doctor's office in charge of the two people's conditions, and the doctor was looking at the news of the ghost hand and magic hand vs. Mr. Gao the day before yesterday, and saw the excitement in his chest.

"Doctor, I want to ask if there is another way for my uncle to recover from their condition, and I am willing to pay as much as I want," Chen Ziang said without giving up.

"Are you..... Ghost Hands! The doctor compared Chen Ziang with the pictures in the news and found that this person was really a ghost who recently shocked Macau.

"Well, it's me. But can the doctor answer my question first? Chen Ziang frowned, this doctor didn't care about the condition of his patients, but was so concerned about these things, which made him feel a little unhappy.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm too excited," the doctor said after adjusting his mood, "I have been following up on the condition of those two patients, but according to the current level of science and technology, unless there is a drug with a 30% penetration of neurotherapy, I am afraid that after waking up, my intelligence will also decline to the level of children."

Chen Ziang recalled the plot of Macau, in which only Mercedes-Benz was stabbed and forced to supply water, although he woke up after a while, his intelligence was indeed similar to that of a child.

"How many of the best neurotherapy drugs can be achieved right now?" Chen Ziang asked.

"Less than 10 percent, and 30 percent of the neurotherapy drugs on the market will take at least 30 years to develop," the doctor said.

"How much worse?" Chen Ziang couldn't wait that long.

"Yes," the doctor replied awkwardly.

"Is it possible that as long as there is a drug with a penetration rate of 30%, it can completely cure their sequelae?" Chen Ziang had an idea.

"Yes, I can assure you that as long as there is only one pill of this medicine, you will be able to cure the disease," said the doctor, patting his chest.

The difference between 30% and 10% seems to be only a little, but in fact it is huge, especially in the field of nerves, the penetration rate of drugs is really limited, every 1% is a huge breakthrough, if someone develops 20% of the drug is estimated to be able to win the Nobel Prize in Medicine, 30% is simply a fantasy.

"Coco, is there a 30% neurotherapy drug in the system store?" Chen Ziang asked Coco.

"Yes," Coco replied directly.

"Great, exchange two for me, how many noodle points?"

“6000”

"Changed!" After changing these two pills, almost all the reward plane points for coming to Macau Fengyun this time were spent, but Chen Ziang felt that as long as he could make Mercedes-Benz and Xiao Leng come back, it would be worth it!

In the next second, two white oval pills appeared in Chen Ziang's third space, Chen Ziang's face couldn't help but smile, and he hurriedly walked out of the office and ran to the ward.

Leaving the doctor and the second monk puzzled, could it be that the gambling kings are all people with strange temperaments? I know that there is no hope, but I am so happy.

After Chen Ziang gave the two of them pills, he found the doctor again, pulled him to the ward, and asked him to give them a comprehensive physical examination.

The doctor was impatient, but the face of the ghost hand had to be given, and after a thorough examination of the two of them with the instrument, he fell from his chair to the ground in fright.

"That's it! It's really good! Their damaged nerves have all been repaired, and they will be able to wake up in less than three days, which is a medical miracle! I... I," the doctor was so excited that he couldn't speak incoherently.

"That's really bothering you" The stone in Chen Ziang's heart finally fell, and it seemed that his 6,000 noodles were not in vain.

The next thing is to wait, but unfortunately Chen Ziang doesn't have so much time to wait for the two to wake up, he remembered the stalk in the film, although Mercedes-Benz is nicknamed Mercedes-Benz, he has never driven Mercedes-Benz, so he went to a 4S store, and when he came out, he found that there was still a little money left in the card, so he donated all the remaining money to the welfare institution.

Anyway, the money was also obtained by him from gambling, and it was only fitting to use it for charity, and after doing all this, he said to Coco, "Start teleporting"

"Coco received, start delivery"

........

Three days later, Mercedes and Xiao Leng woke up almost at the same time, and their beds were full of foreign journalists and doctors, one of whom was his attending doctor.

"Hahaha, do you see, they're really awake," the doctor said, dancing.

"Oh! It's incredible," the reporter shook his head and sighed.

At the same time, several reporters took close-up photos of the two, and the shutter clicked constantly.

Mercedes-Benz covered his face with his hand and asked Xiao Leng, "Where did they come from?" It can't be a nervous disorder, right? ”

"I don't know," Xiao Leng replied, shaking his head.

Mercedes-Benz looked around, but there was no Chen Ziang in the crowd, and he couldn't help but scold, "Ziang, who has no conscience, doesn't accompany us in the hospital, next time we buy roast chicken, we will eat chicken legs, and give him chicken butts"

Xiao Leng replied indifferently, "I won't give him the chicken butt either."

Mercedes "...."

After talking to reporters, the two learned that their nerve damage, which was almost impossible to heal, had been repaired, and they were both frightened the moment they learned of their condition.

"And then?" Mercedes asked.

"Later, Mr. Ghost Hand, that is, your nephew Chen Ziang, came to the office and asked me about your condition, and then went back to the ward, and after that, your illness was cured," the doctor replied truthfully.

"Ghost hands?" Mercedes-Benz and Xiao Leng were confused again.

The doctor then told the two about Chen Ziang's battle against Mr. Gao, and at the same time, in the past few days, the news that Chen Ziang and Shi Yijian had faced off and won at the top of Macau also spread, shocking the entire Macau gambling community.

"Did he really do it?" Mercedes said incredulously.

In the afternoon, the two went through the discharge procedures and walked to the hospital gate, and a man in a suit and leather shoes handed over two Mercedes-Benz keys and two property power of attorney to the two

"This is what Mr. Chen entrusted us to the two of you," he pointed to the two brand-new Mercedes-Benz Mercedes series at the door, and left.

The two looked at each other, and Mercedes-Benz took out his mobile phone to call Chen Ziang's phone but no one answered.

For many years after that, the call was never made again, and Chen Ziang disappeared into this world like evaporation from the world.

This gambling king's ghost hand, which appeared in the public eye at lightning speed, disappeared at lightning speed, but Macau's gamblers still remember that thrilling night, and the top rich people also remember the flush vs. straight flush peak showdown between the ghost hand and the magic hand Shi Yijian at the top of Macau.

The name of the ghost hand has been circulating in the Macau gambling community for decades and is talked about by gamblers.

The man is no longer in the rivers and lakes, but his legend has always been circulated in the rivers and lakes.