"Asoria? What kind of disease is this?" This was the first time Bai Bing heard about it, and he felt a little surprised.
Ye Qiu explained: "Asoria, as the name suggests, means losing the soul."
Soul?
If these two words hadn't come out of Ye Qiu's mouth, Bai Bing would have definitely scolded him for being a feudal superstition. How old is he for still believing in this?
Ye Qiu continued: "It is recorded in "Yunji Seven Lots" that people have three souls: one is called Shuangling, the other is called fetal essence, and the third is called Youjing. People also have seven souls, each with its own name. The first soul is called corpse dog.
, the second soul is named Fu Ya, the third soul is named Que Yin, the fourth soul is named Swallowing Thief, the fifth soul is named Fei Du, the sixth soul is named Zhihui, and the seventh soul is named Stinky Lung.”
"The presence of three souls and seven souls indicates that a person is a normal person. If one soul or one soul is lost, the person will become abnormal, ranging from contracting disease to mental disorder, to life-threatening or even death.
.”
Seeing Ye Qiu's seriousness, Bai Bing couldn't help but start to feel doubtful.
Could it be that there are really three souls and seven souls in human beings?
"Then how to treat it?" Bai Bing asked.
"spiritualism!"
Hearing these two words, Bai Bing's expression became a little weird. She was a doctor of Western medicine and shouldn't believe in these ghosts and gods, but Ye Qiu looked serious and didn't look like he was talking nonsense.
Then, under Bai Bing's curious eyes, Ye Qiu took out a piece of Mr. Li's clothes from the wardrobe, hung the clothes on the door, and then drew on the clothes with his fingers, while whispering something in his mouth.
The way he chatters is like a magic stick.
Is this really treating a disease?
Bai Bing couldn't help but have deep doubts about Ye Qiu's treatment.
Is this really okay?
Time passes minute by minute.
Five minutes later.
Ye Qiu's voice suddenly rose and he said: "The soul is back, the soul is back..."
Seeing him pretending to be a ghost, Bai Bing almost wanted to interrupt him. It didn't look like he was treating a disease at all, but like a Taoist priest.
After another while, Ye Qiu finally stopped.
However, Mr. Li on the hospital bed was as unresponsive as before.
"Weird!" Ye Qiu frowned.
"What's wrong?"
"Logically speaking, Mr. Li should be awake by now. Why is there no reaction at all?"
Bai Bing couldn't help rolling his eyes and thought to himself, you have been pretending to be a ghost for a while and you thought you could wake up a vegetative person. Who were you kidding?
Ye Qiu squatted in front of the hospital bed and carefully observed Mr. Li's facial expression. He saw that Mr. Li's expression was peaceful and there was no change at all.
"how so?"
"I performed the soul-calling technique according to the records in the inheritance. How come it has no effect at all?"
"What went wrong?"
Ye Qiu was puzzled. Logically speaking, Mr. Li should wake up immediately after he summoned the soul, but now, Mr. Li was motionless.
"Could it be that my diagnosis was wrong and that Mr. Li is not suffering from apathy? Otherwise, how could the soul-calling be ineffective?"
Ye Qiu fell into self-doubt.
Bai Bing said from the side: "From the perspective of Western medicine, vegetative people retain vital signs, but basically have no thinking and consciousness. They are in a state of vegetative existence. Generally, they only appear when the brain and nerves are severely damaged.
This is the case.”
"Although there is a certain probability of waking up, the chance is very small."
"Don't be anxious, take your time." Bai Bing comforted.
Ye Qiu said: "I have read Mr. Li's medical records. Before he became like this, his brain and nervous system were not damaged. I checked his pulse just now. His pulse was stable and strong, showing that all body functions were normal.
Therefore, I suspect that he is not in a vegetative state, but suffering from apathy."
"How about you try acupuncture?" Bai Bing suggested.
"In Mr. Li's situation, acupuncture has no effect, only summoning the soul... Eh!" Ye Qiu was suddenly startled, staring at Mr. Li's right hand.
"What's wrong?" Bai Bing asked hurriedly.
"It seemed like Mr. Li's fingers moved just now." Ye Qiu said.
Bai Bing hurriedly looked at Mr. Li's right hand. After looking at it for a while, he didn't see any movement and said, "Ye Qiu, are you dazzled?"
"Maybe... Director Bai, look, Mr. Li's fingers are moving again."
Bai Bing looked down.
Sure enough, Mr. Li's fingers were trembling slightly.
"It's really a reaction! This is incredible!" Bai Bing's beautiful face was full of shock.
Both of them stared at Mr. Li's right hand.
After half a minute, Mr. Li's fingers stopped trembling and became as motionless as before.
"How could this happen?" Ye Qiu looked disappointed.
He thought that Mr. Li would wake up, but he didn't expect that Mr. Li would be the same as before the call. He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, motionless.
Could it be that summoning spirits is of no use?
wrong!
If soul-calling was of no use to Mr. Li, then it was impossible for Mr. Li's fingers to tremble, but why didn't he wake up?
Which link did the problem occur?
Ye Qiu lowered his head and thought.
"What are you thinking about?" Bai Bing asked.
Ye Qiu said: "I am thinking about how to wake up Mr. Li."
Bai Bing said: "Don't be anxious. Now that Mr. Li has reacted, this is a good start. If we think of a way, we might be able to wake him up."
"Well, let me show it to Mr. Li again!"
Ye Qiu bent down and stood in front of the hospital bed, preparing to check Mr. Li's pupils. At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded at the door: "What are you doing!"
Ye Qiu looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a Chinese character walking in from the door, glaring at him angrily.
Guo Danu followed closely behind the middle-aged man.
"Director Li, why are you here?" Bai Bing was a little surprised when he saw the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man ignored Bai Bing, but stared at Ye Qiu and shouted again: "What are you doing!"
"I'm treating Mr. Li!" Ye Qiu noticed the anger on the middle-aged man's eyebrows and asked doubtfully: "You are Director Li, right? Didn't you ask me to treat Mr. Li?"
"That's nonsense! When did I ask you to treat my father?"
Ye Qiu couldn't help but look at Guo Dafu.
"Ye Qiu, what did you do? I just asked you and Director Bai to come and see Mr. Li. How could you treat him randomly? Do you still have any organizational discipline?"
Guo Da angrily scolded Bai Bing again: "And you, as the director of surgery, why do you follow Ye Qiu to do this? Have you forgotten the rules in the hospital? It's not like you don't know Mr. Li's identity. What if Mr. Li
If something goes wrong, how do you explain it to Director Li?"
"Vice President Guo, that's not what you said in the office earlier. You said..."
"Okay!" Guo Danu interrupted Bai Bing rudely and said with a straight face: "Director Bai, I order you now to go back for an examination immediately. As for Ye Qiu's unauthorized treatment of Mr. Li, we will discuss it later.
I will convene a meeting with the leaders of the hospital and wait for the results!"
Ye Qiu understood.
Director Li didn't ask him for treatment at all, but Guo Danu deceived him in order to use Director Li's hand to kick him out of Jiangzhou Hospital.
Otherwise, Director Li would not have come by such a coincidence, let alone be so angry.
"Vice President Guo, I didn't expect that you were so vicious that you actually wanted to use Director Li's hand to kick me out of the hospital. It's a pity that God's fate is not as good as God's."
