Song Zhiying was slightly stunned, a little puzzled, but the light in Zhou Ze's eyes also infected her, making her also raise a glimmer of hope, "Thank you." ”

"Who are these?"

"Xi Shao's friend. This is Miss Shi Ling. Zhou Xue mainly introduced Shi Ling with gratitude.

"I'm Su Xingwan, the sister of Xi Jin's neighbor. Aunt Song, I heard about Dr. Tang's deeds, and I admired and sympathized with him, and I covered all the medical expenses for his IUC treatment. Su Xingwan felt that she had to do something, but she didn't have any skills, she just had more pocket money.

Song Zhiying also greeted them one by one, and also declined Su Xingwan's help.

During this time, many people wanted to donate to Tang Mingchu, but she refused.

Only two family members are allowed in the IUC ward, and no substitutions are allowed in the middle of the room.

But Xiguang Hospital is a private hospital, and Xi Jin used his authority to make an exception and let Shi Ling follow in.

Although Song Zhiying was a little puzzled, why she let Shi Ling in instead of Zhou Ze, but after seeing Zhou Ze's hopeful gaze at Shi Ling, she didn't ask.

Although she felt ridiculous, she also raised expectations for this strange girl at this moment. Perhaps, she can bring miracles?

Song Zhiying, Tang Zichen and Shi Ling entered the room together, put on isolation gowns, masks, hats, and change shoes before they could get close to the hospital bed.

On the white hospital bed, Tang Mingchu's hands and neck were full of bandages, all kinds of large medical equipment were placed on both sides of the bed, and he was full of various tubes and put on a respirator.

Song Zhiying trembled to shake Tang Mingchu's hand, even if it was covered with a quilt, it was still very cold, she looked at the ECG monitor next to her in a panic, the heart rate curve was almost close to a straight line, only a slight fluctuation.

Song Zhiying's tears fell, "At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, wake up quickly." Zichen and I miss you so much. In the past few days, many patients have called and sent messages to inquire, hoping that you will wake up soon, and some of the patients you have cured have come from far away by train to send you flowers and fruits......"

Tang Zichen held Tang Mingchu's feet, "Dad, your feet are so cold, I'll cover you." I can recite the three-character scripture, you hurry up, I'll recite it to you. At the beginning of man, nature is good ......"

Tang Mingchu stood beside him, tears falling straight down.

Shi Ling nodded slightly at him.

He crawled onto the hospital bed and slowly lay back on his body, becoming unconscious as he fused with his body.

Shi Ling stood behind Song Zhiying and Tang Zichen's mother and son, pinching his hands, his spiritual power surged, and even the skirt was windless and automated.

A circular mark covered with patterns flew out from between her fingers and appeared on Tang Mingchu's body, spun rapidly. Countless golden rays of light fell on him like rain.

The golden light she gathered was merit, and it belonged to the merit of the early Tang and Ming dynasties.

Cause and effect reincarnation, good and evil are rewarded. At the beginning of the Tang and Ming dynasties, the doctor was benevolent, accumulated virtue and did good, and the merits he accumulated also became his medicine at this moment, pulling him back from the ghost gate, helping him turn danger into relief, and protecting his health and safety.

Song Zhiying couldn't see it, and kept holding Tang Mingchu's hand and talking, trying to pin her hopes on the faint will to survive and medical miracles.

But Tang Zichen looked at Shi Ling with black and white eyes, full of exclamation: "Wow, fairy sister! ”

After Shi Ling's spell casting, Song Zhiying clearly felt that Tang Mingchu's hands moved.

She looked at Tang Mingchu's face in surprise, and saw that he opened his eyes with some difficulty, "Zhiying, don't cry." ”

It turns out that miracles really happen.

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Good night~

(End of chapter)