The prescription for replenishing qi and returning magic is naturally derived from Ye Nantian's memory. In the past, because of his father Ye Tao's illness, Ye Nantian not only studied solutions in Western medicine, but also devoted some traditional Chinese medicine. He has studied some ancient books and prescriptions.

And this prescription was naturally obtained in a certain ancient book.

At this time, in the surgical tent, the surgical nurses were quickly cleaning the tools for the previous surgery.

Zhang Kun sat aside, his face slightly pale and his eyes were red. Although his eyes were still firm, it was undeniable that Zhang Kun seemed to be about to reach the limit he could hold on.

The surgical nurse next to him also saw Zhang Kun's face abnormality and whispered: "Doctor Zhang, why not, you might as well take a break and sleep for a few hours. If you continue like this..."

Before the nurse could finish her words, Zhang Kun waved his hand directly, and said in a slightly weak voice: "It's okay, I know my body myself!"

While speaking, the curtain of the surgical tent opened again, and the nurse who had previously held Zhang Kun's prescription walked in with a bowl of black medicine soup.

The medicine soup was still steaming, and a pungent smell came to my face.

The nurse slowly walked to Zhang Kun with the medicine soup, but when she stood in front of Zhang Kunshen, she hesitated, and she could hear Dr. Li clearly.

The effects and side effects of this bowl of medicinal soup...

However, until now, when I saw Dr. Zhang in front of me, his pale face and red eyes, the nurse's heart suddenly became tight.

I have done so much, why do I still take risks with my life?

for what?

The nurse couldn't figure it out, but she knew that her breasts were so stuffy.

She is also from Xin'an, and even her family is injured, and she is in the queue behind her. But at this time, for some reason, she hopes that Zhang Kun can have a good rest.

She looked at Zhang Kun with the medicine soup, her eyes red: "Doctor Zhang, don't drink this medicine anymore? Your body will not be able to bear it!"

Zhang Kun was stunned and then smiled: "Do you know this prescription?"

The nurse bit her lip and shook her head: "It was Dr. Li who told me!"

"Doctor Li? No wonder!" Zhang Kun chuckled, and then in the shock of the nurse, he took the medicine from her hand, and regardless of whether it was hot or not, he directly sent it to his mouth.

"Doctor Zhang..." the nurse exclaimed.

Drink all the bowl of medicinal soup in his throat. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Kun's pale face turned red and his spirit improved significantly.

After drinking a touch of his mouth, Zhang Kun sent the bowl back to the nurse's hand, then stood up and stretched: "The effect is good, it's much more comfortable!"

Then Zhang Kun smiled and looked at his nurse who was looking at him: "Although there will be some side effects, compared to the injured who can be saved by these time, what is this?"

"I'm still young, and I can't take a break for two or three months. However, this bowl of medicine may save the lives of several patients. Which one is more important, people will always have a choice, and this is my choice!"

"Okay, okay, I'm back, everyone should cheer up, and there are still many patients waiting for us, we have to keep working hard!"

"Go and pick up the next patient..."

Holding an empty bowl, the nurse was almost driven out of the tent by Zhang Kun. Then, a serious patient was sent out of the tent, and a time race to fight against the god of death began again...

The nurse stood outside the tent, her heart was so stuffy and blocked. Her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the tent and saw Zhang Kun busy on the operating table inside.

"Doctor Zhang..." the nurse murmured.

A figure was deeply imprinted into her heart at this moment and would never be forgotten in her life!

There was once a young doctor whose surname was Zhang, who was young and tall. The most important thing was that he used his life as a bet to save countless lives...

I don’t know when such a story has gradually spread in Xin’an. No one knows where the source is. Everyone knows what Dr. Zhang looks like. The only thing they know is his name, Zhang Kun!

...

The sun slowly rose to its highest point, and then began to set again, and a bright moon hung into the sky.

In the surgical tent, Zhang Kun looked at the patient on the temporary operating table without any emotion in his eyes. He steadily pinched the needle with his hands, slowly suturing the surgical wound for the patient.

"Okay, send it out and prepare for the next one!"

Zhang Kun's voice was calm and calm, so calm that he seemed to have no feelings.

He seemed to be in a strange state, as if an isolated person was looking at the whole world indifferently, and nothing could attract his attention.

His face was plain, his eyes were plain, and his words were plain, as if he was a robot!

The surgical nurses quickly sent the patient who had just finished the operation out of the surgical tent, while Zhang Kun stood quietly in front of the temporary operating table, standing quietly without any intention of moving. He was waiting for the next operation.

At this time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. It had been fifteen hours since I drank the Qi-replenishing Prescription. The effect of the Qi-replenishing Prescription had long since faded, but Zhang Kun was still standing here.

Although his face was pale, his hands were still steady.

However, Zhang Kun lost all his feelings at all and completed one surgery after another in a rigid manner.

Fortunately, Zhang Kun's good luck seems to have not disappeared. From last night to now, Zhang Kun has undergone thirty-two surgeries, and all the surgeries have been successful.

On the way, Dean Qi, Dr. Li, and others have been here. They hoped to persuade Zhang Kun to take a break, but they were all looked back by Zhang Kun's faint eyes.

The look was dull, but everyone saw persistence in it.

Some people even looked at the dull, empty eyes and opened their mouths, but they turned around without even saying a word.

It’s not that they don’t want to dissuade Zhang Kun, but that in those eyes, they already knew that even if they dissuade, it would be useless.

Zhang Kun stood quietly by the operating table, waiting for the start of the next operation. At this time, the surgical nurse who had just sent the patient out ran in with a look of surprise.

"Doctor Zhang, there are no patients, no patients...!"

The nurse's voice was full of surprises. She was already the fifth batch of rotation nurses, but she had already learned about Zhang Kun's situation from the successor nurse.

The doctor who seemed not as old as her in front of me had been on the operating table for twenty-eight hours.

And in these twenty-eight hours, he saved the lives of thirty-two injured people.

On the way, Dean Qi and other doctors came to persuade Dr. Zhang to rest and they all saw it, and Dr. Zhang refused indifferently.

However, although Zhang Kun didn't say that, the nurse could feel that Dr. Zhang must be very tired, but for the sake of the patient, he insisted.

Now, there are no patients who need surgery, so Dr. Zhang can always take a break, even if it is just a few hours of rest.

"Isn't it?" Zhang Kun next to the operating table asked in a plain face.

"No more, really no more, Dr. Zhang!" The nurse nodded quickly.

At this time, Zhang Kun seemed to hear the sound of glass breaking in the surrounding world. Zhang Kun's stiff mouth touched the corners of his mouth, and finally a ugly smile appeared on his face.

"It's gone...!"

As if talking to himself, Zhang Kun slowly let out a breath, and then suddenly a severe pain came from his mind. Zhang Kun's eyes turned black and his body began to shaking.

At this time, the tent was opened again, and five or six figures walked in one after another. Seeing Zhang Kun shaking beside the operating table, countless screams came.

"Dr. Zhang..."

"elder brother……."

"Zhang Kun..."

The voice was so familiar. Zhang Kun, whose eyes were dark, tried to raise his head, but at this time his eyes were blurred. He seemed to see Dean Qi, Dean Li, his sister Lixue, and a familiar figure in the hazy way.

Who is it? So familiar...

However, Zhang Kun had no time to see clearly. He suddenly blew up and fell backwards.

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Chapter completed!