Chapter 83: Then Why Aren't You Dead?

"It's not your fault!" Lin Xiaojun shook his denial, in that kind of environment, he could naturally understand that Yang Huaijun had to die when he went up, in this case, only the survival strength was the right way: "You are seriously injured?" ”

"There are wounds all over my body...... After raising Thailand for half a year, after healing, he retired. Yang Huaijun sighed: "Western medicine calls for sequelae, and Chinese medicine calls for complete broken meridians." The mood is not warm, and it is impossible to devote itself to high-intensity office work for a long time, and it will be maintained with medication every day. ”

Lin Xiaojun put the matter of the pangolin out of the degree first, and looked at Yang Huaijun carefully: "Give me your hand." ”

"What are you going to do?" Yang Huaijun was a little curious, but he still stretched out his hand as he said.

"Give you a pulse." As Lin Xiaojun spoke, he put his hand on Yang Huaijun's skill, and his expression became solemn and got up.

"Do you still want to evaluate the pulse? Absolutely not, Eagle, I think you kill people, you still have to save people? Yang Huaijun looked at Lin Xiaojun with a little surprise, this comrade who was fighting in the south and north in the rain of bullets.

"What you don't know, there's a lot more." Lin Xiaojun smiled: "What's the matter, don't you believe me?" ”

"Not convinced?" Yang Huaijun's eyes widened: "I'm not sure who I don't trust, and I don't trust you?" At that time, I was able to give you my back calmly! ”

"Don't talk about it." Although Lin Xiaojun was complaining verbally, his heart was getting thicker and thicker, Yang Huaijun's pulse was not good, and he could feel that although his body was recovered, the internal injuries were very severe, and the multiple organs on his body were not completely restored, and there were even signs of continuous weakness!

"What? I'm in good shape, right? Yang Huaijun saw that Lin Xiaojun was really on the pulse, and asked with a little surprise.

"You only use anesthetics to deal with physical hardship?" Lin Xiaojun's question is not answered.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Yang Huaijun asked.

"Then why aren't you dead?" Lin Xiaojun frowned.

"......" Yang Huaijun was a little silent: "Damn, you curse me to death?" ”

"It's not that I'm cursing you, it's that your current situation is very bad, and the foundation of the previous injuries has not been repaired in a timely manner, but has continued to deteriorate, I don't know how you have survived such a long time with anesthetics, but usually, you have already died of sorrow for a private family." Lin Xiaojun opened his mouth with a solemn expression, he was by no means shocking, but objective. As for people like Yang Huaijun, there is no need to deceive him, people who have been on the battlefield have long put their survival behind them, even if Lin Xiaojun tells him that he will die in the future, Yang Huaijun will not have any big reaction.

"There used to be an old Chinese medicine doctor who also said this, saying that I only live for half a year, you see, I don't live properly?" Yang Huaijun really didn't feel affected by Lin Xiaojun's words, but stretched out his arms and legs very relaxed.

"He's right, it's been half a year for you." Lin Xiaojun nodded.

"Eagle, don't you bury me, can you? Do you think I look like a man who is about to die? Yang Huaijun glared at Lin Xiaojun with a little unaccustomed.

"My name is Lin Xiaojun, don't teach me Eagle from now on." Lin Xiaojun glanced at Yang Huaijun, and then spoke: "I think that you are living to the present, it is a career, probably related to your perseverance and will." ”

"What's wrong with that?" Yang Huaijun then asked.

"You can still use anesthetics to relieve your suffering, but then ...... This situation will become more and more severe! Lin Xiaojun spoke: "You have probably already noticed that the frequency and dosage of your medicine are greater than yesterday." ”

"You...... Do you really know how to heal? Yang Huaijun was told by Lin Xiaojun that he had symptoms, and he couldn't help but be surprised!

"How do you feel?" Lin Xiaojun let go of Yang Huaijun's hand, he had already roughly acquainted with Yang Huaijun's symptoms. Yang Huaijun's situation is very troublesome, as the saying goes, it is a medicine that is poisonous, and each herb will more or less cause damage to the organs in the human body, that is, if Lin Xiaojun prescribes a prescription to cure the heart, then it will probably involve Yang Huaijun's spleen and liver, etc., but if Yang Huaijun's liver is cured, it will probably involve his heart or kidneys.

Seeing that Lin Xiaojun fell into contemplation, Yang Huaijun couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?" What are you thinking? ”

"Think about your symptoms." Lin Xiaojun sighed softly: "It's very complicated, with the usual traditional Chinese medicine therapy, how to promote the effect on the rest of the organs, although it will probably have a result for you to have a certain organ, but it will speed up the weakening of the rest of the organs, if you treat the disease all the way, then it will be incurable, or you will die of positive poisoning." ”

"Holy!" Yang Huaijun patted his thigh and looked at Lin Xiaojun in surprise: "There is a degree!" Worthy of being the captain of my hound, after I was injured, the team invited me to the old man Chen Xuezhi, the most famous Chinese medicine expert in China, who also said the same thing after seeing my illness! ”

"Chen Xuezhi?" Lin Xiaojun seemed to have heard of this name, but he forgot where it was said.

"Yes, he used to say that I lived for nothing more than half a year!" Yang Huaijun smiled: "He told me that if he plans to die slowly, he will be cured, and he will be able to live a few more days with anesthetics!" ”

"What kind of bullshit is this!" Lin Xiaojun couldn't help frowning after hearing this: "I'll take a look at your illness, and come up with a plan for you as soon as possible, except that I can write you a prescription first, which is more effective than the anesthetic of Western medicine, and the reaction is not as great." ”

After speaking, Lin Xiaojun walked to Yang Huaijun's desk, took paper and pen, quickly wrote a prescription on it, and then handed it to Yang Huaijun: "This prescription is best for you to grab the medicine with your own hands, let others know about it, and there is another matter of mine, I don't want others to know about it, the previous one, just mention it again!" ”

"Really works? Eagle, the ecstasy you have offered me has been too great! Yang Huaijun took the prescription handed over by Lin Xiaojun, and it seemed that there were dense layers of Chinese medicine names on it, and he was a little stunned at the time, this is basically not much written blindly, ordinary people, probably can't even write the names of these Chinese medicines.

"It's all said, don't teach me Eagle, my name is Lin Xiaojun." Lin Xiaojun corrected a sentence.

"Okay, Lin Xiaojun!" Yang Huaijun clicked the board, and put the prescription into his arms carefully, since it was already the prescription written by Zeng's captain and comrades for himself, then Yang Huaijun no matter what, he had no prerequisites, and if he ate badly, he would die too much, and he might not be able to live until one day! "You boy is really a god, no wonder you can't be so small!"