It is not the first time that Zhuo Yuan has come to the Gaogan ward, he has experienced it when he was in Haijin.

Last time, the helicopter flew directly to the roof of the building, but this time, accompanied by Ling Yiming, passed strict inspections and showed his documents many times before he arrived at the heavily guarded ward.

There were two guards standing guard at the door of ward No. 6, Ling Yiming and the guards explained a few words, the door was suddenly opened, and several doctors in white coats rushed out, led by an old doctor who was about sixty years old, and said to the people beside him: "Notify you of critical illness." ”

"Nonsense." A tall man in his thirties came out of the ward, and he pointed angrily at the old doctor: "What is the critical illness notice, that means you can't do anything about it?" ”

The old doctor has served in the hospital for so many years, and all kinds of family members have seen it. Even though this is a high-level ward, the emotions of the family members are the same, and no one wants to accept the fact that their relatives are about to leave. He lifted his glasses and said indifferently: "We have thought of a lot of ways and many expert consultations, so we can say that we have done our best." There are many unsolved mysteries in medicine, and it is not that people can be brought back to life when they are sick and sent to the hospital. Even if the chief asks about it in the future, we will have a clear conscience. ”

That man was Chang Zhengfeng, he was about to scold a few words, when he turned his face to see Ling Yiming, he was immediately overjoyed, and held Ling Yiming's hand tightly with both hands: "Sanshao, I can be regarded as looking forward to you." Come in and take a look. ”

The doctors didn't squeak, and when they arrived at the infirmary opposite, they probably discussed how to issue a critical illness notice.

Ling Yiming and Zhuo Yuan walked into the ward.

As soon as he entered the room, in Zhuo Yuan's eyes, the old man lying on the hospital bed was entangled with demonic qi all over his body, and he said in a deep voice: "Close the door." ”

"Are you ......" Chang Zhengfeng stared at Zhuo Yuan, patted his head and remembered: "You are the one who took people to Haijin Hotel to make trouble, I remember you." ”

Ling Yiming stabbed him: "This is the elite of our investigation team, whether we can save Old Man Chang or not, we can count on him." ”

"Really?" Chang Zhengfeng was overjoyed, and when he talked about the Haijin Hotel, he immediately forgot about it, and he looked at Zhuo Yuan sincerely: "As long as you can save my father, even if you want a gold mountain, I will move it to you immediately." ”

"You two should take a look first." Zhuo Yuan's aura gathered and pressed his hands on the shoulders of the two of them. At this time, in the eyes of Ling Yiming and Chang Zhengfeng, Old Man Chang's physical condition could be seen clearly, and a thick black aura swam on him, like poisonous snakes, constantly devouring Old Man Chang's vitality.

Chang Zhengfeng was shocked: "What is this?" ”

"It's the demon that Zhang Tianshi told you about entering the body." Zhuo Yuan let go of his hand, walked to the side of the hospital bed, and grabbed Old Man Chang's hand, and a stream of spiritual energy led to his meridians, and sure enough, the demon spirit that Old Man Chang encountered this time was also a very powerful one.

I don't know for what reason, Old Man Chang's body and demonic qi can't fit at all, and the demon spirit has tried to occupy the old man's body many times but can't succeed. When demons come to the human world, if they cannot occupy the human body for a certain period of time, then they will be destroyed by the natural aura of heaven and earth. The demon spirit tried many times, and finally disappeared, but its demonic energy had already destroyed the old man's meridians.

If the meridians of the human body are like dikes that control the flow of breath in the body, then these dikes almost have to be renovated. At least it's worse than the last time Delta's situation was even worse. The old doctor said that he was not alarmist when he said that he was critically ill. Zhuo Yuan judged that if the situation continued like this, the old man might not even be able to last four or five hours.

"How? Is my dad saved? Chang Zhengfeng asked nervously.

Zhuo Yuan nodded: "Although it is difficult, there is always a glimmer of life." I'll do my best. ”

Chang Zhengfeng rarely showed a happy smile on his face, you must know that the status of the old man of the Chang family is not trivial, and he is the real highest-level person if he goes one step further. As the saying goes, a person ascends to heaven with a chicken and a dog. What's more, it is the backbone of the Chang family? If the old man can take this step in good health, like the second and third generations of the Chang family, if he can't take this step, not only will he lose his previous achievements, but the Chang family, who has lost the backbone, may even be defeated by the hostile family.

Zhuo Yuan didn't dance the god or paste yellow paper, he just sat on the hospital bed, holding the old man's hand with both hands, and the aura continued to pass from his body to the old man's body, working hard to repair the meridians in his body.

I don't know when, the doctor who came out of the infirmary, saw Zhuo Yuan's slightly strange movements through the partition window on the door, and immediately became furious, ignoring the dissuasion of the guards, pushed the door in, pointed at Zhuo Yuan and shouted, "What are you doing?" Don't know that the patient's condition is critical? ”

Zhuo Yuan's spirit is all on the old man's meridians, where is there time to take care of this doctor.

Seeing that he was silent, the doctor became even more angry, turned his face to Chang Zhengfeng and said, "Our hospital, including experts from other hospitals in the capital, forgot to sleep and eat for a few days for the sake of the old man's body. What are you looking for a kid for? Hand in hand, I've read too many martial arts novels, right, internal strength heals? Our medical team has a task and political responsibility, so if the old man has any accidents, our medical team will not be responsible. ”

Chang Zhengfeng's body was instilled with some aura by Zhuo Yuan, and he could see that the black qi on his old man's body was gradually weakening, he knew that Zhuo Yuan had a way, and the situation was improving.

Hearing the old doctor's words, Chang Zhengfeng was also polite: "Just now you said that you were going to give my dad a critical illness notice, that is, you have given up the treatment of my dad." As family members, we want to think of a way for the elderly, what's wrong? Doctor, you've already figured out how to treat my dad? ”

The old doctor couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, but after a few noisy words, the other doctors also hurried over, they were helpless against this kind of condition in which the body inexplicably fell into failure and gradually entered a state of death. However, we must not admit defeat in words.

"Medicine is a very amazing science, pneumonia can kill in ancient times, and now what? Nowadays, science is advancing, and medical technology is also advancing rapidly. What seemed like a terminal illness yesterday may have a wonderful way to rejuvenate today. But the premise is that the family members do not toss around. The old doctor said earnestly: "I have seen too many family members, some of them invite some great immortals to dance the gods, some of them burn yellow table paper and put it in wine and pour it into the patient, and there are some home remedies for all diseases bought at a high price, and after boiling for a long time, they just let the patients drink it." ”

"You know what? These foolish actions only make the patient die faster in the end. The old doctor said as if he was criticizing the graduate students under him, he put one hand behind his waist, and pointed at Chang Zhengfeng with one finger: "You are in a good mood, I can understand it." But to believe in science, crooked ways are useless. Look at this kid, who is less than twenty years old, and if he says something ugly, he doesn't have the qualifications to pour me a cup of tea at medical school. Even if he was a college student, he would have died in his sophomore and junior year. Where did you come from to find a little kid? What is he? Have you practiced the Nine Yin True Scripture? ”

Chang Zhengfeng sneered: "Then what do you mean, the critical illness notice can't be issued?" ”

"Judging from a medical point of view." The old doctor said sadly: "Although you don't like to hear it, I have to say that you can prepare for the aftermath of Chief Chang." Just now, our medical team has passed the opinion and collectively reported to the superiors that the life and death of people are not destined by themselves. There's no way around it! ”

Ling Yiming leaned against the wall, he had heard this kind of thing too many times. Why do you need to report it collectively, because the law does not hold the public accountable. Once the old man of the Chang family passed away, the medical team had a great responsibility, and they first provided a medical diagnosis and treatment report to prove to their superiors that they were doing their best. In addition, even if the superiors are very dissatisfied, they are all the top doctors in the country, to put it mildly, which high-level person has a headache and brain fever next, and they have to come to them.

The old doctor took out the critical illness notice from his big pocket and handed it to Chang Zhengfeng: "Let's mourn and change, there are still a few hours at most, if you have anything to say, let's try a cardio booster maybe the patient can wake up for a while." ”

"Fart!"

These two words were not scolded by Chang Zhengfeng, but came from the hospital bed.

The old doctor turned his head in amazement, thinking in his heart that little kid actually dared to scold me, knowing that I don't know that my old man is in the medical community in the capital, no, even if the medical community in the whole country is a well-known figure, and all kinds of papers can add up to a few books.

The next moment, his face turned extremely pale.

Old Man Chang had already sat up on the hospital bed, his spirit did not look like he had been in a coma for several days, his eyes were bright, and his speech was domineering: "Doctor Zhan, are you calling my son to mourn?" So you think I'm going to die? Hahaha, tell you, I went down with one foot, and when I saw Marx, I said, I'm here to report to you. He said, "Have you done everything above?" If you don't do it, go back quickly. I'll be back! ”

Dr. Zhan is indeed an authority in the medical field, but unfortunately, he can't understand the scene in front of him, as if he suddenly cheated the corpse, he was confused for a long time, and suddenly a young doctor next to him shouted: "Dr. Zhan, it was you who proposed that the high-concentration pure oxygen was directly injected into the brain to stimulate the patient's brain response, and this was successful, right?" ”

Doctor Zhan immediately reacted, this is to take credit, although I don't know how the old man woke up. But he's always healthy in his own hospital, and that's a credit to that.

Even if the superiors come to ask, they have many medical methods, and those people who can say can be said are speechless.