Su Qiuling returned to Lei Long and immediately used the power of the country to invite several Maoshan Taoists. Then she asked for two squads of troops from the army and surrounded them overnight. Marriage Temple. []

But when he arrived at the temple, except for many innocent souls, he floated in the air and had nothing. A soldier found the body of the white-haired Taoist in the back mountain.

So, the Taoist priest from Maoshan performed a ritual to soothe the floating soul and let him think about his body floating away. Although it was slow, as long as the soul loser's body was not damaged, the soul would be able to return to his body one day.

Afterwards, the senior national leaders attached great importance to this matter and sent a company of troops to attack the Ghost Sect's sect overnight.

"Escape quickly!"

"Oh my God! Look at the sky!"

"This... At this time, the Tomahawk missile! Climb down!"

Under the bombardment of high-tech shells, the Ghost Sect no longer existed at dawn the next day. Only the sect leader and a small number of senior Ghost Sect members escaped and ascended to heaven.

"What's wrong?" The leader of the Ghost Sect didn't understand why he touched the army in the end.

...

Chen Yu found a place to recover his true energy for a night. The next day was originally a day of class. Chen Yu called Guo Yan and asked him to help him take leave, and then went directly to the Affiliated Hospital of the University of Medical Sciences.

When he arrived at the hospital, Chen Yu called Zhao Bo and after Zhao Bo's notification Chen Yu came to the rescue room.

When they arrived at the door of the emergency room, in addition to Zhao Bo and Xiaosong, there was also a middle-aged man sitting on a chair and smoking cigarettes.

"Someone must have removed the talisman from Han Shuang's head." Chen Yu thought to himself.

The talisman was originally used for Soul Rest, which was used to soothe other two souls and six spirits. Once the talisman was exposed, the other souls would not sense the lost soul and spirit and would instinctively panic, slowly dissipate, and finally the soul would scatter and die.

When Zhao Bo saw Chen Yu coming, he said to Chen Yu:

"I came to the hospital yesterday and the doctor took off Han Shuang's talisman. We stopped him but it was useless. We were fine last night, so we didn't take it seriously. But this morning, Han Shuang had symptoms of breathing difficulties. We asked the doctor to push Han Shuang into the emergency room. It has been five hours now and has not come out."

"It's okay, Han Shuang is still saved." Chen Yu said.

After Su Qiuling broke the jar, many souls were wandering in the air, and there were Han Shuang's souls inside. Now, just use the method of summoning the soul to repel Han Shuang's soul.

"Can you save my son?" The middle-aged man who had been smoking had put out the cigarette, stood up and grabbed Chen Yu's arm and said.

The middle-aged man is Han Shuang's father, Han Fu.

Han Fu had Han Shuang, a son. He rushed over as soon as he learned that his son was seriously ill. The doctor had just issued a notice of critical illness. Han Fu was now in a state of sanity. Suddenly, he heard someone who could save Han Shuang, and regardless of whether it was true or false, he ran over to plead with mercy.

"Old Chen, Brother Chen, is it true?" Xiao Song and Zhao Bo also said in unison.

"Yes." Chen Yu nodded.

"That's right, Uncle Han and Chen Yu were in our dormitory at that time, but three injections cured Lao Xiao's chronic illness for many years. If he asked him to try it, he might be able to do it." Zhao Bo said.

Xiao Song also nodded and expressed his approval. It was indeed after Chen Yu's treatment that Xiao Song now felt that his body was getting stronger and stronger, and there was no sign of illness.

"Chen Yu? Oh, I remembered it. Han Shuang mentioned you on the phone. It's great, it's great."

At this time, the door of the rescue room opened and several nurses pushed Han Shuang out.

"Where is the patient's family?" A doctor in his fifties said with a serious expression on his face.

"I am!"

When Han Fu saw his son being pushed out, he thought the operation was successful, and he was also excited in his words.

But everything was not satisfactory.

"We have tried our best. The patient first caused the vegetatives due to abnormal brain waves. Now the situation is beginning to worsen and all the organs of the body are beginning to fail. No one can save him. You should prepare for the funeral first. It is only a matter of time before the patient's death." The doctor said.

Click!

Accurate...prepare for funeral.

These four words are like a bolt from the blue, deeply hurting Han Fu's heart.

Han Shuang's mother died early. For so many years, father and son depend on each other. Han Fu put all his hopes on Han Shuang. Han Shuang also worked very hard and gave himself a face after taking the exam to Chongmai University. However, he did not expect that his fate was impermanent, but now he has to give a white-haired person a black-haired person.

Han Fu stood blankly at the door of the operating room, looking at Han Shuang lying on the cart, without tears, but his heart hurt even more.

"Push him back now, I can save him." Chen Yu said lightly.

"What did you say?" said the surgeon.

"I can save him." Chen Yu said.

How old is this child?

A little kid in his early twenties said he could save people?

This is a huge joke!

The doctors and nurses on the side all looked at Chen Yu with surprise.

"Young man, this person is your classmate, right?" A nurse pointed at Han Shuang and said:

"I can understand your mood, but do you know who the doctor who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was in charge of the surgery? He is the most authoritative surgeon in China, Dr. Zhang Jiang. He has had twenty years of clinical experience. Mr. Zhang Dejiang once studied advanced theories in the United States..."

"I care who he is. It delays my treatment. Can you afford it if someone dies?" Chen Yu said coldly.

The chief surgeon Zhang Jiang's face was extremely gloomy at this time.

"Young man, do you know Western medicine? Do you know how dangerous he is now? Do you know what kind of punishment you will be punished if you make a fool of yourself in the hospital?" Zhang Jiang asked three questions in a row, hoping that Chen Yu would give up.

In Zhang Jiang's eyes, Chen Yu was just a sloppy boy who was so excited and unreasonable that he was making trouble. How could he really save someone?

"I said don't waste my time." Chen Yu looked at Zhang Jiang and said.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yu and others ignored Zhang Jiang's intention, and Zhang Jiang's old face turned red at this time.

"You! You are so young and too arrogant, it's not good." Zhang Jiang said.

"If you are still making trouble here, I will ask the security guard to drive you out!"

Another auxiliary doctor said to Chen Yu.

"Doctor, let him try it." Han Fu said:

"I am willing to let him try it in the name of the patient's family."

"You have thought about it. If it is not cured, our hospital will not pay for him." Zhang Jiang said.

This matter has no discussion. The doctor-patient relationship is so complicated now. If the patient makes any mistakes and the family members find someone to cause trouble, their golden signs that have been written for many years will be ruined.

"If you make a decision, write another letter of disclaimer." After Zhang Jiang said that, he asked the nurse to come up with another letter of commitment.

"I'll sign!" Han Fu had no other choice at this time. The hospital was unable to treat it. For the sake of his son's life, he was willing to let Chen Yu try it and signed the disclaimer without hesitation.

Then the two nurses pushed Han Shuang into the operating room.

"You're not doing anything, go out." Zhang Jiang and others were about to enter, but Chen Yu stopped them.

"You!" Zhang Jiang was already a little angry at this time and turned him away, which was equivalent to the other party looking down on him at all.

He was looked down upon by a young man in his early twenties, and at this time he was the biggest insult to his twenty years of clinical experience.

"Doctor Zhang, we are waiting outside the door to see how eight of this kid can save him. Even if we can't save him, we are not inside, if they want to pay the debt, they can't rely on us."

At this time, the auxiliary doctor saw that Zhang Jiang was embarrassed and gave Zhang Jiang a step.

"Hmph, I see if you can come up with something."

Zhang Jiang was also very sensible and walked down the steps, led everyone to close the door and wait at the door.

Chen Yu walked to Han Shuang, then tore off the fabric left on his left trouser leg and made a simple soul-summoning banner.

This soul-torture banner is specially used to gather souls. Just write the name of the soul-lossed person with true energy, then close your eyes and think about the appearance of the soul-lossed person in your heart and you can bring the soul back.

Chen Yu, the true energy of the True Qi wrote down the words Han Shuang on the Soul Conjuring Banner, then inserted the Soul Conjuring Banner to Han Shuang's bedside and began to meditate on Han Shuang.

"Han Shuang, Han Shuang..."

Since Han Shuang's soul is not too far from the hospital, Chen Yu's preliminary budget will be able to recall it in ten minutes.

Outside the operating room.

"Doctor Zhang, do you think that kid can do it?" said a nurse.

I can't do it, can he do it?

If you don’t kill someone on the operating table, it will be considered burning a lot of incense.

"Hmph! If he can cure the person, my surname will be his!" Zhang Jiang said.

Brother Chen.

Old Chen!

We must cure Han Shuang...

Zhao Bo, Xiao Song and others were also very nervous.

Son, you must be fine.

must!

Han Fu continued to smoke again at this time, and the sweat on his head was flowing down.

They couldn't see it. At this time, a white spherical object was floating towards it. This was Han Shuang's soul and spirit.
To be continued...