Seeing that no more security guards were rushing, Du Hao stepped in front of Lin Zeshan and squatted down.

"Here, let me see!"

Lin Qinqin raised his father's arm in front of him, and Du Hao's two fingers pressed on Lin Zeshan's wrist.

Du Hao took the pulse of Lin Zeshan, and suddenly couldn't help but scold,

"Zhu Ziqi, this bastard!"

"What's the matter, Du Hao, is my father's injury very serious!"

Lin Qinqin only judged the approximate condition of his father's injury from his appearance, and did not take the pulse of Lin Zeshan, and at this moment, hearing Du Hao's words, Lin Qinqin's heart rose again.

Du Hao glanced at Lin Qinqin and did not speak, Lin Zeshan's injury was indeed not optimistic.

Lin Zeshan can't help but have multiple fractures on his body now, in addition to these skin injuries on his body, Lin Zeshan's internal organs are now very weak, Du Hao judged that Lin Zeshan should be tortured, and there was bruising in his internal organs.

"Let's go, let's go back to the infirmary!"

Du Hao knew that Lin Zeshan's current condition could not be delayed, and he must be treated in time, otherwise Lin Zeshan was likely to face danger to his life.

After Du Hao finished speaking, he picked up Lin Zeshan's body and carried it on his back, and Lin Qinqin supported Lin Zeshan's body behind Du Hao's back.

Du Hao carried Lin Zeshan to the door, and in the face of the mountain-like corpses piled up in front of the door, Du Hao raised his foot and kicked over.

Under this foot, the stacked corpses were kicked and scattered by Du Hao, and Du Hao was carried out of the room by Lin Zeshan on his back.

At this time, there were not many security guards left in the corridor, or some timid security guards had already avoided after discovering Du Hao's terror.

When Du Hao's figure appeared in the corridor, all the security guards subconsciously clenched the weapons in their hands, but no one dared to shoot first.

Du Hao's eyes were like the call of death, and he looked around at the security guards in the corridor, and when the security guards met Du Hao's gaze, they subconsciously took a step back.

"Humph!"

Du Hao snorted coldly, carrying Lin Zeshan and Lin Qinqin on his back, swaggering downstairs.

The security guards got out of the way, and fierce gods like Du Hao didn't have the slightest resistance at the moment, they just wanted this fierce god to leave here quickly.

After leaving the villa, Du Hao put Lin Zeshan on the back seat of the car, and then drove away from the Zhu family's villa, and the remaining nearly 100 security guards witnessed Du Hao's departure.

Du Hao drove back to the medical hall quickly, and as soon as he returned to the medical hall, Du Hao took Lin Zeshan to the back of the diagnosis and treatment room.

Putting Lin Zeshan on the bed, Du Hao checked Lin Zeshan's bones from top to bottom.

Du Hao found that there were as many as eight fractures and dislocations on Lin Zeshan's body.

Du Hao carefully took off Lin Zeshan's bloodstained clothes, and then Lin Qinqin brought a basin of water and briefly cleaned Lin Zeshan's body.

When Lin Qinqin was wiping Lin Zeshan's body, the tears in his eyes mixed with clear water fell on Lin Zeshan's body.

"They are really ruthless, my father is such a kind person!"

"They will be punished for what they do!"

Du Hao comforted Lin Qinqin, although this sentence was comfort, but when Du Hao said this, it was more like making some kind of oath.

The clear water that Lin Qinqin called was also dyed red, and after simply cleaning Lin Zeshan's body.

Du Hao grabbed Lin Zeshan's dislocated arm, and Du Hao shook Lin Zeshan's arm very skillfully.

"Click!"

With two muffled sounds, one of Lin Zeshan's dislocated arms was recovered by Du Hao.

"Qinqin, you go get some orthopedic herbs and a splint."

The dislocation on Lin Zeshan's body can be said to be the best treatment, in addition to these, there are many fractures on his body, and it is accompanied by bruising of internal organs.

After a while, Lin Qinqin took what Du Hao needed.

Du Hao splinted Lin Zeshan's injuries one by one, straightened bones, and dressed.

Lin Qinqin became Du Hao's assistant on the side.

After working for almost an hour, Du Hao finally finished straightening all the fractures on Lin Zeshan's body.

Du Hao simply wiped the sweat on his forehead, and looked at Lin Zeshan's eyes again, Lin Zeshan was in a very poor state at this time.

The bones can be solved quickly, but the bruises in Lin Zeshan's body will take time to recuperate.

Du Hao walked to the consultation table, picked up a pen and paper, wrote down a prescription, and handed it to Lin Qinqin's hand, "Follow this prescription to decoction for your father, once in the morning and once in the evening, his current physical state can only be slowly recuperated, and when he doesn't wake up, it's best not to feed him, just inject a little nutrient solution!" ”

Lin Qinqin nodded solemnly when he heard Du Hao's instructions, took the prescription given by Du Hao, and grabbed the medicine.

In the interval between Lin Qinqin going out to grab medicine, Du Hao returned to the hospital bed again, transported the true qi in his body, and condensed it on his hands.

Du Hao slowly pressed his palm on Lin Zeshan's abdomen, and the true qi was like the flowing water of a hot spring, bubbling into Lin Zeshan's internal organs.

Du Hao observed the state of blood congestion in Lin Zeshan's body through perception, dissolved the blood congestion in his internal organs for him, and then slowly guided him out of his body.

This method of guiding blood congestion is like ants moving, and it requires the healer to have a very skillful grasp of the true qi, and at the same time, it also tests the patience of one by one.

Finally, after Du Hao guided Lin Zeshan for almost an hour, Lin Zeshan, who was in a coma, suddenly coughed.

As he coughed, some blood also flowed out of his mouth, and Du Hao picked up the tissue at the bedside to clean up for Lin Zeshan.

While Du Hao was carefully wiping, Lin Zeshan slowly broke away from his eyes.

At this time, Lin Qinqin also walked in with the medicine that had been decocted.

"Father, you're awake."

Lin Qinqin walked in front of Lin Zeshan with the medicine bowl in his hand, his excitement was difficult to express, and tears filled his eyes again.

"Silly boy...... You...... What to cry about! ”

Lin Qinqin heard Lin Zeshan's words, and burst into laughter, her father has always relied on her, and when Lin Zeshan was in a coma, Lin Qinqin felt that her support had collapsed, and how could Lin Qinqin be unhappy when she saw her father wake up.

"Quick, tell your father about the medicinal soup!"

Lin Qinqin nodded happily, picked up a spoonful of medicinal soup with a spoon and blew it, and carefully handed it to Lin Zeshan's mouth.