A middle-aged woman in the ward looked at her son lying on the bed with a tired face, and her heart was filled with countless sorrows. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Footsteps came from outside the door, and a nurse appeared in front of the hospital bed, looked at the unconscious man, and then turned to the middle-aged woman: "We apologize for your son's condition, in order not to delay your son's condition, we can only go through the discharge procedures for your son."

"Is my son really hopeless?". The middle-aged woman asked the nurse, and tears quietly spread down.

The nurse had obviously experienced something like this countless times, so she chose the safest way and shook her head slowly: "There is nothing we can do here, you can go and see elsewhere." But IMHO, with the current level of medical care in the world, the chances of reviving your son are very low."

"Very low?". The woman subconsciously took a step back, as if she had lost her soul, just muttering and repeating these two words.

At this moment, a group of people came over, and they looked at the bed: "Nurse, is this a bed arranged for us?"

"Please wait a minute, they are still in the process of being discharged." The nurse said to the visitor, she didn't feel anything wrong with all this. The hospital beds are tight, and it is even more difficult to move from the corridor bed to the ward, and she understands the feelings of these people at this time. As for the mood of the discharged patients, she can't care.

After a while, I saw that the middle-aged woman was still muttering to herself, and the person who came showed a displeased look, and her tone was mixed with a hint of anger: "Please hurry up and go through the discharge procedures, we are all waiting."

As soon as the words fell, the group of people looked over one after another. The silent sense of oppression gradually spread to all around.

The middle-aged woman panicked in her heart, wanted to take a step but felt so powerless, she couldn't help but cry silently again.

The nurse looked at the middle-aged woman as if she felt his feelings, so she turned to look at the group of people standing at the door: "Please wait outside."

"Good, good". Hearing the nurse's words, the group of people standing in the doorway put away their impatience and turned to a bed in the hallway.

When the nurse saw the group of people leaving, she just wanted to turn around and tell the middle-aged woman about being discharged from the hospital, but when she saw Liu Yuanzheng and others, she stopped her next move.

"The nurse, but the doctor in charge came up with a new treatment plan." Before Liu Yuanzheng arrived at the door, he saw the nurse and asked her.

The nurse shook her head, and just wanted to reply but was interrupted by Liu Yuanzheng: "Is it because the medical expenses are not enough?"

"Wait, I'm trying to figure out how to get some of them." Liu Yuanzheng said in a panic and turned around to leave, as if he was afraid to face some facts.

The nurse sighed in her heart, even if she was used to seeing life and death, a trace of emotion rose at this time. After all, she is a living person, and she has been in contact with Liu Yuanzheng and their family for two months, how can there be no fluctuations. Otherwise, she wouldn't let the group of people who came to change beds leave temporarily.

"As a nurse, I can only tell you one fact, and although it is cruel, I can't help but say it. Regarding your son's condition, there is nothing our hospital can do about it." The nurse said to Liu Yuanzheng.

Liu Yuanzheng only felt that the world was spinning, and the whole world seemed to collapse. Zixu was quick and helped Liu Yuanzheng up, so he didn't let him fall to the ground.

"Bang".

The sound of the object falling to the ground sounded, and the middle-aged woman couldn't accept this fact, and fell down solidly.

Fang Yuting hurriedly walked over and helped the middle-aged woman up, looking at the broken scalp and wanting to comfort but not knowing what to say. looked at the middle-aged woman, only to find that she was unconscious.

Liu Yuanzheng immediately looked over and saw that his wife was unconscious, so he hurriedly walked over. For a while, sadness came from the heart, as a man still had the only trace of reason left, slowly squatting down, tears kept sliding down his eyes.

Looking at this scene, the nurse was very moved, her lips moved and she still told the truth: "The cost of staying in the hospital is very high, so I still recommend that you go through the discharge procedures as soon as possible."

"Uncle Liu, let's get out of the hospital first." Zixu walked towards Liu Yuanzheng and said to him.

Liu Yuanzheng wiped his tears, stood up in a daze, and walked to the nurse.

The nurse seemed to have long been accustomed to such a scene, so that the slightly moved heart returned to calm again, and subconsciously sighed in her heart and walked outside with Liu Yuanzheng.

Fang Yuting looked at Zixu, who nodded slowly, and then followed.

After a busy time, Zixu and Fang Yuting walked out of the hospital with Liu Yuanzheng's family, looking at the busy scene outside the hospital. Separated by a wall, they are like two completely different worlds.

Turning around to look behind him, seeing Liu Yuanzheng and the others looking like walking corpses, Zixu's lips moved but he still didn't speak.

Two nurses who were hired carried Liu Yu on a stretcher, who looked like a vegetative person, followed behind.

A nurse saw Zixu stop and showed a puzzled gaze, but he could only choose to keep silent when he felt the oppressive atmosphere.

Zixu set his eyes on Liu Yuanzheng: "Uncle Liu, where do you live."

Liu Yuan just didn't seem to hear it, and Ren fell into that huge sadness and stood dumbfounded.

Seeing this, Zixu could only sigh.

Fang Yuting looked at Zixu and thought for a while, and suggested to him: "Do you want to take them to us?"

"Let's go". Zixu thought about it and nodded to Fang Yuting, and then slowly walked forward with Liu Yuanzheng and the others.

The two taxis stopped, and the nurse carried Liu Yu on a stretcher into the taxi. Liu Yuanzheng and the middle-aged woman instinctively followed, and sat inside.

Zixu thought for a moment and sat down, while Fang Yuting walked to the back.

......

The door was opened, and Zixu walked in with Liu Yu who was like a vegetative person, followed by Fang Yuting, Liu Yuanzheng and others.

Putting Liu Yu on the bed, Fang Yuting hurriedly moved two chairs, and then went to pour tea. But as soon as he turned around, he heard a sound, and hurriedly looked back to see Liu Yuanzheng and the middle-aged woman with their heads on the bed.

Shocked, Zixu quickly reached out and put it on the tip of their noses, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Fang Yuting, the two walked out of the room slowly, and then closed it.

"Asleep". Zixu walked to the living room and said to Fang Yuting.

Fang Yuting also breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"Do you see what kind of illness this Liu Yu is having?" Without waiting for a reply, Fang Yuting asked Zixu.

Zixu shook his head slowly: "I haven't had time to see it yet, so let's wait."

"You forgot the promise you made with that ghost." Fang Yuting reminded Zixu.

Zixu patted his head, and then he reacted, and he almost made a big mistake: "No, it seems that I have to go in."

"But Uncle Liu, they just fell asleep." Fang Yuting showed a hesitant gaze again.

At that moment, a knock came from outside the door: "Is the real person here?".

"It's the ghost." The power of merit appeared in his eyes, and he looked out through the door. Seeing a middle-aged man who had been transformed into a ghost standing outside the door, his heart couldn't help but tighten. Some things can be one or two but not three, saving Liu Jun is the first time, and the agreement with the ghost is the second time, if the ghost is let in at this time, once it is found that Liu Yu has not recovered, then this Liu Yu is doomed to death.

Fang Yuting couldn't help but panic. Although she is already a monk, the time is still short, and it is inevitable that she will be a little weak in the face of the legendary ghost: "What should I do?"

"I'll go first to see Liu Yu's condition, you go open the door and pay attention to delaying time." Zixu replied to Fang Yuting, and the conversation quickly walked to the room where Liu Yu was.

Seeing Zixu enter the room and close the door, he got up and walked to the door.

"Is the real person at home? The villain came as agreed, and asked the real person to open the door." Onicha stood outside the door, shouting inside.

Just when the ghost was about to shout for the third time, he saw that the door was opened, and Fang Yuting was standing in front of him.

"You're a ghost, come in." Fang Yuting saw that the ghost was bad, and pointed inside without waiting for him to speak.

At this time, the ghost cha looked at Fang Yuting carefully, and couldn't help but be surprised. The Golden Immortal Throne of the Thousand Worlds in the Illusory, the wife of the Taoist Lord. Seeing this, his attitude became respectful: "The villain is a ghost, because he has an appointment with the Purple Void Dao Lord, so he came to visit before."

"Since you're here, let's take a sip of tea." Fang Yuting walked in when she saw the ghost, so she closed the door and went to pour tea.

The ghost hurriedly saluted Fang Yuting: "The villain doesn't dare, how dare the villain bother the immortal to pour tea himself."

"Since you are a guest, why don't you dare, wouldn't it be a joke if this matter spreads." Fang Yuting was slightly surprised when she saw the ghost's respectful appearance, she didn't seem to be an immortal yet.

The ghost showed an embarrassed look, but it was not easy for Fang Yuting to refuse directly: "This."

"Some time ago, Zixu took back a few cups of soul tea from Guyun, since you are a ghost, presumably this soul tea should also suit your appetite." Fang Yuting said and walked to the kitchen.

Ghost Cha's eyes lit up when he heard the word soul tea, and the fact that Zixu used soul tea to save the mountain god had been coaxed to the Three Realms, and the name of soul tea had already spread in the underworld.

After all, he is only the most insignificant ghost in the underworld, and now that he has the opportunity to taste soul tea, it is worth going back a little later.

Just thinking about it, she heard footsteps, Fang Yuting walked over with three cups of soul tea.

Looking at the three cups of soul tea and feeling the breath coming from this tea, the ghost appeared intoxicated.

After a while, the ghost saw Fang Yuting put three cups of soul tea on the table, and hurriedly walked to the table and looked at it carefully.

"How about this soul tea?". Fang Yuting asked about the ghost.

The ghost cha looked at one of the cups of soul tea and praised: "This tea is wonderful, it is worthy of being a thing that can save the remnant soul of the mountain god."

"If you like it, drink all three of them here." Fang Yuting said to the ghost, and at the same time pointed to the three cups of soul tea on the table.

The ghost was overjoyed, and immediately thanked Fang Yuting: "Thank you, thank you."

Looking at the happy ghost, a smile appeared on the corner of Fang Yuting's mouth, and then she stopped talking.