Zhang Xinjie accidentally saw a familiar face. The man walked quickly towards the hospital in a suit and leather shoes.
"Huh?" Han Wenqing turned around and didn't see his appearance clearly. "You read that right? That guy shouldn't appear in this city."
"I don't know. Let's go and confirm." Zhang Xinjie stood up, but saw that Han Wenqing had no intention of moving. "What's wrong? Team Han?"
"It's okay, you go and take a look. I'll take a rest," Han Wenqing said.
Zhang Xinjie obviously knew what was going on with Han Wenqing. It seemed that Captain Han really had feelings for Shadow and regarded him as his biological brother.
Now that I'm shocked to hear the bad news, I'm afraid I feel uncomfortable.
Let the Korean team calm down and calm down.
Zhang Xinjie adjusted his glasses and followed the man's pace.
Following along, I found that Ye Qiu was also walking towards Dr. Liang Jihua's office.
When he arrived at the door of the office, Zhang Xinjie's steps slowed down, but he heard the conversation inside the office.
"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible to use drugs of unknown origin like yours."
Dr. Liang Jihua was obviously a little excited.
"Dr. Liang, you have no choice. You know very well what the patient's condition is now. There is no way to operate or control it. Now you are just waiting for him to die bit by bit."
"He will be fine. I will use what I have learned throughout my life to protect his life," Dr. Liang said.
"Can you keep it? Understand it. If it hadn't been for your mistake back then, he wouldn't have taken such risks again and again. If things develop like this, the responsibility lies with you."
"It's my responsibility, so I will cure him." Dr. Liang said.
"Ten years ago, if Mr. Wu hadn't retired, it wouldn't have been your turn to be the chief surgeon. But what about you? I messed up everything. The first operation was a mistake. Not only did I fail to cure the patient,
On the contrary, it has left hidden dangers. Let me tell you, I can't trust you now. I have already shown this prescription to Mr. Wu, and you must do this for me."
Dr. Liang sat there blankly, unable to say a word.
"Measure it carefully. Let me tell you, my brother has never asked me to do anything. This is the only one. You have already screwed me up once. I don't want it to happen again."
"I understand..." Dr. Liang lowered his head, his expression unreadable.
"Just do as I say and bring him all the medicinal materials I brought. Mr. Wu has said that this prescription is definitely effective. However, it will be accompanied by some side effects. Even if it cannot cure it, it can
Temporarily alleviate his current situation."
"I will call the teacher later. If it is confirmed to be valid, I will give it to my patient." Liang Jihua's face was still ugly.
"Go ahead and say hello. This is what Mr. Wu gave me after your operation went wrong." Ye Qiu said. "It took me ten years to get enough for this half year. You must be careful.
, I can’t lose even a little bit of it.”
After saying that, Ye Qiu turned around and walked out of Dr. Liang's consultation room, and happened to see Zhang Xinjie at the door.
Without saying anything, Ye Qiu just ignored Zhang Xinjie and walked away.
Zhang Xinjie looked at this familiar face and had some thoughts in his mind.
However, he did not dare to draw conclusions on things that were uncertain.
Zhang Xinjie was also a little confused as to whether what he just heard was good or bad.
Before Dr. Liang Jihua noticed him, Zhang Xinjie left quietly.
That person was not Ye Qiu.
After walking all the way, Zhang Xinjie finally got an idea.
That person didn't look like the Ye Qiu he knew, either in his speaking habits or his actions.
But why does that person look the same as Ye Qiu?
What the hell is this plot?
Write a novel?
Unknowingly, Zhang Xinjie returned to Shadow's ward again.
"Captain Zhang, what time is it? Why don't you go back and rest?"
Lin Feng, who was wearing a drip, seemed to have gotten used to it, and still greeted Zhang Xinjie with a smile.
Zhang Xinjie glanced at the time, it was 11:30 in the evening. Usually at this time, he had indeed fallen asleep.
"Shadow, I was in the hospital just now, and I seemed to see Ye Qiu." Zhang Xinjie still told the story.
"Oh, is it so?"
Lin Feng thought about it for a moment and knew what the situation was now.
"He doesn't seem to have any intention of coming over," Zhang Xinjie said. "Did you have any conflict?"
"Oh, no. I didn't let him come over." Lin Feng said. "It's not a big problem. It's just low blood sugar. Finish this bottle of glucose immediately and we can go back. Ah, don't worry."
"Are you really not worried?" Zhang Xinjie looked at Lin Feng.
"It's okay." Lin Feng smiled. "Don't worry."
Zhang Xinjie stopped talking. At this time, Zhang Jiale and Lin Jingyan also returned with a pot of boiling water, and happened to meet Dr. Liang Jihua at the door.
Dr. Liang greeted several people and then came to Lin Feng.
"Xiao Lin, I got a Chinese medicine prescription from my teacher, which may be helpful to you now." Dr. Liang said. "There are also these medicinal materials, which have been collected for a long time. You can bring these things with you."
Go back, take ten grams of each of these seventeen medicinal materials, simmer over warm fire for half an hour, remove the medicinal residue, and then take it. It can help you regulate your physical condition."
Zhang Xinjie took advantage of the situation and took it, saying: "Leave it to me. When I get back, I'll help him get it."
Liang Jihua glanced at Zhang Xinjie, then smiled and said, "I'll trouble you then."
"No trouble."
Lin Feng looked at the large bag of medicinal materials. They were obviously all Chinese medicines. No matter how ignorant he was, it was impossible not to know that Dr. Liang was actually a Western medicine doctor. How could he prepare these Chinese medicines?
Chinese medicine, medicinal materials, leaf autumn...
Oh, I see.
As soon as Lin Feng thought about it, he understood the twists and turns.
This, unknowingly, owed me another favor.
"By the way, Xiao Lin, although you fell into coma due to loss of energy and blood, you must also know that under the condition of high concentration and the compression of the brain nerves, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no next time. This time
Okay, you will compete in city B, and I will be here. If you go to other cities, it will be difficult to ensure your safety. So, don’t do such things again in the future."
"And your hands, don't continue to play games recently. Your hands are too tired. If you use them with high intensity, it will cause irreversible damage. Take some rest."