Half an hour later, the massage ended. Before the end, Zhao Yuan flew his hands, like a butterfly passing through the flowers, slapped Qili in the body with a "crackling" slap on Qili from head to toe, then stopped, took a few steps back, and took off the gloves covered with ointment.

People in the intensive care unit came to their senses and talked in a verbal way:

“Is this over?”

"The massage just now was so beautiful, but what effect can it have?"

"I don't know. Alas, wait, why doesn't Qili struggle or scream? She was dead because of the prickly cut by the beryllium needle just now, right?"

"No way? If someone really gets killed, that's a big deal!"

Xiao Xianlin's face darkened and shouted, "Don't talk nonsense! You can see clearly, Qili's chest is still undulating, which means she is still breathing!"

Liu Mingzhang nodded and said, "Qi Li doesn't struggle or scream. There is another possibility, that is, her illness has improved a lot!"

As soon as these words came out, the intensive care unit that had just calmed down suddenly became boiling again.

"What?"

"Qi Li's illness has improved a lot?"

"Is this impossible? Just by taking Chinese medicine and acupuncture and massage with internal and external application, this strange disease that cannot be cured?"

The Michaels and his wife didn't know much Chinese and couldn't understand what everyone said. They were anxious like an ant on a hot pan, and kept asking in English: "What are you talking about? What's the situation of my daughter?"

At this moment, a slight "click" sound came into everyone's ears, interrupting their doubts and surprised them.

"What sound?"

"It seems like the sound of a broken shell. It's strange. How could such a sound appear here?"

"Listen to this sound, it seems to be coming from a patient."

People turned their eyes to Qili lying quietly on the hospital bed.

At this time, the sound of "crack" also turned slightly stronger, so people saw that the solidified ointment on Qili's body began to crack, and then it fell off, and the hospital bed and the ground was soon covered with a layer of medicine residue.

"Huh?" The sharp-eyed man screamed in surprise: "Look, the red spots on Qili's body have been eliminated! There are also those blisters that were originally bigger than the other, and they are all sad!"

Without him reminding everyone, everyone saw the changes that appeared in Qili.

Shen Quan, director of the emergency department, opened his mouth wide and said in disbelief: "We tried every possible way to prevent these erythema and blisters from dissipating and shriveling. Could it be that Qili's disease has really improved?"

People's screams were a little loud, awakening Qili in their sleep.

But this time, although Qili struggled, she was not as strong as before. At the same time, she spoke: "Where is this? Who are you? Why do you tie me up? Where are my father and mother? Help! Help!"

Although she spoke English, the doctors and nurses still understood a rough idea.

In the intensive care unit, there was an uproar, and then there was a fierce exclamation and discussion.

"She spoke!"

"Not only do you speak, but you are also organized clearly. You are not as good as before. You either yell or scream or you can only spit out simple words such as 'eat' and 'blood'."

"She seems to have regained her rationality and thinking! Could it be that she was really cured by Zhao Yuan?!"

The Michaels rushed to the bedside quickly and choked and said, "Good daughter, dad and mom are here. Can you recognize us? How do you feel now?"

Qili said in confusion: "Mom and Dad, of course I recognize you, why do you ask this? I feel very tired and painful now. Also, why do you tie me up? What mistake did I make?"

"Good daughter, you are not wrong. I will untie the bondage for you now." Although that was the case, Michael did not immediately take action. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Zhao Yuan with inquiring eyes. After seeing him nodding and allowing him, he untie the bondage belt.

"Don't solve it first" someone wants to stop it. The scene where Qili bites people madly before was too scary and too cunning. He was worried that he would loosen the restraint belt and Qili would go crazy again, but it would not be easy to control her. Maybe he would have to pay some casualties.

Zhao Yuan said: "It's okay, the evil fire in Qili's body has been forced out to resolve it. In other words, her vampire disease has been cured. However, during the illness, the vaginal fluid in her body was seriously damaged, and the skin on the surface of her body was also seriously injured, so she still needs to undergo follow-up treatment to recover completely."

Although there were speculations before, after hearing Zhao Yuan’s personal confession, everyone still felt unbelievable: “Has Qili’s vampire really been completely cured?”

"In fact, it is easy to verify this." Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "Patients suffering from vampirism will become disregarded by relatives, and they are addicted to drinking blood, and are afraid of sunshine and other things." While speaking, he walked to the window of the intensive care unit, stretched out his hand and pulled it open completely.

The sunlight outside the window immediately shone in.

Although it is approaching evening, according to previous experience, the evening sun will still cause great harm to Qili, and countless red spots and blisters are burned into her body!

But this time, Qili, who was shining by the sun, did not show any strangeness. On the contrary, she enjoyed the sunlight and muttered in a low voice: "It feels so comfortable to burn in the sun!"

"I'm really not afraid of the sun!" People exclaimed.

Zhao Yuan picked up the bag of plasma that had not been used up from the utensil stand beside him, walked to Qili, raised her hair and said in English: "I have blood here, do you want to drink it?"

"Human blood? It's so disgusting, I don't want to drink it!" Qili frowned and looked disgusted, which was completely different from the previous behavior of seeing blood.

Qili's series of performances proved that she had returned to normal.

"Thank you, doctor, thank you!" Michael and his wife turned around, grabbed Zhao Yuan's hand tightly, and kept saying grateful words. Qili, who was lying on the hospital bed, also learned from her parents about the incident, and was sincerely grateful to Zhao Yuan for saving her life.

Three powers of gratitude poured into Zhao Yuan's body, and in addition to this, there were several powers of worship.

Zhao Yuan said a few words humbly, turned his head and asked Shen Quan: "Director Shen, you should be fine for subsequent treatment, right?"

"It's definitely okay." Shen Quan said with a smile, "You have done all the certificates. If we still cannot cure these certificates, it will be useless for the doctor!"

"Okay, then I'll leave first." Zhao Yuan nodded and was about to say goodbye.

At this time, two young nurses came up and prepared to clean up the medicine residue scattered on the hospital bed and the ground.

“Huh?”

Seeing one of the medicine residues, Zhao Yuan suddenly had a stern look.
Chapter completed!