Luo Songjun, who got out of the car and picked up the phone, suddenly snapped, the phone fell to the ground, and he muttered in his mouth: "What? How can this be......"

said that he didn't care about Mu Danzhu, he ran away, and he didn't pick up the mobile phone on the ground.

After Mu Danzhu picked it up, he was still talking inside: "Hey? Songjun? Songjun, how are you, are you okay, I'll look for you where you are......"

An anxious female voice came over the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Luo has already run into the hospital, and he didn't pick up his phone when he dropped it on the ground." Mu Danzhu said quickly.

"Huh? Oh, you're ......" asked the other side with a sigh of relief.

"I came with Mr. Luo, I don't know if he told you, he invited me to see his son, what floor are you on at this time?" Mu Danzhu looked up at the First People's Hospital, a few big characters, seven or eight stories high, how could she find it?

"We ...... in the sixth-floor intensive care room"

"Understood, then I'll hang up first, see you later!" Mu Danzhu hung up the phone calmly, standing in place and feeling the faint yin and death in this hospital.

Even healthy people living here will have big and small illnesses for a long time.

Unless they really save the life and help the wounded, and then make merit to protect themselves, they won't get sick!

The First People's Hospital of Xinghai City is also a well-known hospital in all parts of the country.

Because Xinghai City is a relatively supportive location, there are many retired old cadres here who are pensioning, and although Xinghai City is a little far away from Kyoto, it is a second-class city with all kinds of facilities.

So even the hospitals are much better than other secondary cities.

Xia Yiqing followed Mu Danzhu to the sixth floor and went directly to the ward.

Luo Songjun's son, who is in his thirties, fell from the stairs this time and hit his head first, but fortunately did not die on the spot, so he is now in the intensive care unit.

When Mu Danzhu arrived, Luo Songjun was waiting anxiously at the door, and after seeing Mu Danzhu, he immediately cried with joy: "Mu Tianshi, I'm sorry, I'm ...... It's me who was in a hurry, sorry......"

"It's okay, it's urgent!" Mu Danzhu smiled lightly and said, "How are people now?" ”

"Songjun, this is ......" Luo Songjun's wife had red eyes and a sad expression, but seeing that Luo Songjun was so excited, she restrained her emotions and asked.

"Oh yes, Master Mutian, this is my wife." Luo Songjun eased his emotions and said: "This is the Mu Tianshi who has relieved our family's curse, I asked her to come and see my son!" ”

Luo Songjun's wife is a gentle woman, and she will never refute any of her husband's decisions outside, so she nodded meekly: "Trouble Lord Heavenly Master......"

"How's the guy?" Mu Danzhu asked while changing into a sterile visiting gown.

"The doctor said I had a severe internal brain injury, a skull fracture and severe brain damage! Weak breathing on his own, and he has been given several critical illness notices since last night. ”

Then Luo Songjun said the precautions for the fund industry, and then the three of them went in together.

After entering, there were Luo Songjun's daughter-in-law and children inside.

And Luo Songjun's son was lying on the bed, his face pale, as if he was a living dead.

There are various pipes inserted in the body, connected to several machines, and the machines sound a few times from time to time, and the people who listen to them are shocked.

He had a respirator on his nose and a bloodshot bandage on his head, which looked extremely miserable.

If it weren't for Mu Danzhu's sharp eyes looking at his chest, which would only rise and fall in a few seconds, he would have thought that this was a dead man!