Chapter 60: Master, Help
"Little brother, little brother, please, save my old mother. β
Suddenly, when the young man saw Ling Hao's back, he chased after him, dragged Ling Hao's clothes, knelt on the ground and begged.
At this time, he only had a dead horse as a live horse doctor, no matter whether Ling Hao could be cured or not, knowing his mother's danger just from a glance already showed that Ling Hao at least understood medicine.
Or rather, more reliable than the doctor in the white coat.
It's just that he's too young.
Ling Hao frowned slightly, and said indifferently, "Now, are you willing to believe me?"
In fact, Ling Hao didn't take the words of the young man's reproach to heart.
Empathy, if you encounter such a situation, you will trust the doctor, and you will not choose to trust a strange young man.
Moreover, the filial piety of the youth reminded Ling Hao of his parents.
Filial piety comes first, no matter what, this down-and-out young man did it.
Some people can be saved, some people can't, and it is clear that the old man belongs to the former, and this additional factor is that his son is a filial person.
It's just that the young man's plea made Duan Yi and a few ambulance workers look a little ugly. They are the doctors, and since they have judged the death of the patient, it is death.
Could it be that Ling Hao has the ability to come back to life?
Thinking of this, Duan Yi even had a look of schadenfreude, he really wanted to know if Ling Hao really had the ability.
Although it is impossible to save the beggar with real skills, it is still okay to see Ling Hao make a fool of himself.
"I believe you, Master, I beg you to help. β
"For your filial sake, your old mother can't die. Ling Hao nodded indifferently, and his figure appeared beside the old man in a flash.
As soon as the palm of his hand was put together, it was still a little high from the old man's arm, and the situation in the old man's body was already clear.
"This is looking at the pulse, pretending to be a ghost. β
Duan Yi stood aside, a little disdainful. He'd never seen a pulse that didn't come into skin-to-skin contact with a patient.
Looking at the pulse in the air, it is pure in legends, but legends are legends, myths, and they don't really exist.
And Ling Hao's hand, he obviously didn't believe that he was looking at the pulse from afar.
The people around him obviously thought that Ling Hao was pretending, and his hand had not touched the patient, how could he detect the patient's condition.
If there were still a few people who believed in Ling Hao just now, with Ling Hao's song in the air, those who believed in him felt that they were too naΓ―ve.
This is clearly a charlatan.
"If you don't want to die, be quiet. β
Ling Hao was indifferent in his heart, glared at Duan Yi, his index finger and middle finger tapped slightly on the old man's chest, and a pure internal force swam in the old man's body.
Then, Ling Hao helped the old man up, and patted his palm on the old man's back.
Burst!
The old man spat out a mouthful of black blood, and there was a lump in the blood.
"When I vomited blood, I knew that this kid didn't understand anything, and he was really dead now. Duan Yi sneered, and immediately muttered a few words to the person beside him.
Ling Hao didn't stop it in his eyes, his fingers quickly roamed on the acupuncture points on the old man's back, and every acupuncture point would use a trace of internal force.
Moreover, Ling Hao's movements were still a slap away from the old man, that is, he did not touch the old man's skin.
Five minutes later, Ling Hao withdrew his hand and stood up, and said lightly: "Go back and take good care of your old mother, you have five years to live if you have this disease." β
"That's it?"
The young man was stunned and looked at Ling Hao in disbelief.
Not only him, but all the onlookers didn't believe Ling Hao's words.
Obviously, the old man has not woken up yet, although his pale face just now is a little ruddy, but has the person come to life?
You say it lightly, what five years, you are not a god, nor are you a ghost in charge of the book of life and death, who knows if it is grandstanding and playing right and wrong.
In an instant, there were bursts of doubts around him.
Ling Hao's eyes were calm, he turned a deaf ear to the doubts around him, wiped his hand on his clothes, and said: "Ling wants someone to die, and the king of Hades doesn't dare to stay for a moment, and if Ling wants someone to live, the king of Hades doesn't dare to take him in." β
"I said he would live for five years, and that would be it. β
After saying that, Ling Hao took Zixi's little hand and wanted to leave.
"This is a deliberate murder, take him down for me and wait for the police to deal with it. At this moment, Duan Yi turned at the person beside him with a cold face.
Just now, he had already asked his subordinates to call the police.
Despite just being a checkmate, it doesn't make much difference to live a few minutes more or a few less.
But Duan Yi wouldn't let Ling Hao take it too easy.
An alarm call can definitely make Ling Hao walk around without eating, after all, it is a human life.
Duan Yi's voice fell, and several ambulance personnel around him immediately surrounded him, obviously they were already unaccustomed to Ling Hao's behavior.
Just by that hand, you can see that Ling Hao is a complete liar.
Moreover, this liar also deceived in front of these medical personnel and let Ling Hao go, and the young man might mess around and find trouble for a few of them.
It just so happened that wouldn't it be better for Ling Hao to carry this pot.
"Woo!"
At this moment, the siren sounded in the distance, and four police officers with batons quickly got out of the car and came into the crowd.
"Whose police are you?"
The police officer headed by him has two bars and three stars on his shoulders, and the position should not be low.
When he came to him, he immediately asked.
"I'm the police I called, my name is Duan Yi, the vice president of the Central Hospital. Duan Yi stepped forward and replied immediately.
"It turned out to be Dean Duan, I have heard about it for a long time, I don't know why Dean Duan called the police? I heard that it is a major matter of human life. The officer swept the scene with a frown.
An old beggar-like man lay on the ground, surrounded by a pool of black blood.
Is it murder?
"That's right. Duan Yi glanced at Ling Hao fiercely, and then told the ins and outs of the matter.
Among them, there are many trumped-up charges.
"Nonsense, grab him for me and bring him back. β
Hearing Duan Yi's words, the officer frowned and looked at Ling Hao with some displeasure.
He had seen people who cheated secretly, but he had never seen anyone so openly cheating.
Still looking at the pulse in the air, do you think this is acting in a TV series?
"Oh, don't you ask about the old man?" Ling Hao was not angry, but swept over the police officer with a smile and said, "If the old man dies and arrests Ling Mou, Ling Mou has nothing to say, but do you dare to conclude that the old man is dead?"
"You..."
"The pulse is going up, can you still survive, others don't understand, don't try to lie to me. Duan Yi snorted coldly and said, "Officer, don't listen to his nonsense, I just saw it for myself, this patient has reached the end of his life, it is impossible to save him, at most it will last a few more minutes." β