"I'm not a doctor, I'm just better than a doctor in some aspects." Zhang Wufeng thought for a while and gave a clear answer.
"Ah, my sister, do you think there is a way?" Ye Xiaohui asked cautiously. The emotion of having hope but fearing that hope will be shattered is indeed embarrassing and sighing.
"Well, let me take a look at the situation. There is no point in making empty promises to you. If I can help her, I will naturally help her." Zhang Wufeng showed a warm smile, which made Ye Xiaohui not so nervous and worried.
Naturally, there are other patients in this ward. After seeing Zhang Wufeng's rhetoric, some of them had a look of hope on their faces, some of them had obvious disgust on their faces, and some of them had a look of disgust on their faces.
, it was a playful look like looking at a liar.
Zhang Wufeng didn't pay any attention to these looks with different emotions.
He approached Ye Xi and looked at the girl with gentle eyes, who was as skinny as a stick, with a sallow complexion and hair as dry as grass, but not very messy.
In this girl, the vitality is already very weak, and its degree of weakness has reached the limit of human beings.
Zhang Wufeng could not imagine how an existence with such vitality could not die yet. Was it because he could not let go of something, was he unable to let go of something, or was he always having an ardent hope and passionate desire for life.
"Hello Ye Xi, please don't be nervous. I just want to look at you and feel your pulse." Zhang Wufeng said gently. When Ye Xi heard this, his sallow face became more humble and polite.
With a gentle smile, she nodded with difficulty and said: "Thank you, brother."
A hoarse, feeble, but sweet call of "brother" suddenly moved Zhang Wufeng. He discovered that he would always be so easily moved when his conscience was truly touched.
A living person can never imagine the gentle call of a person who is on the verge of death. The call of "brother" with a sweet charm resounds in Zhang Wufeng's heart.
It has been a long time since I heard such a call. That call was when Xuanxuan and Yunyun were young. When they left, they hugged him and cried "brother, brother".
Later, Xuanxuan and Yunyun left with Zhang Zhengde and never came back.
Once upon a time, brother, this was a word full of sadness that made him toss and turn.
"Yes." He agreed softly, and Zhang Wufeng restrained his mood. This was not sentimentality, but his keen sense and smart brain could always capture many small things in ordinary moments, thus touching the soul.
fundamental.
The smarter you are, the more you can feel the happiness in ordinary life without conspiracy and calculation.
What is happiness? Some people say that happiness is when cats eat fish, dogs eat meat, and Ultraman fights little monsters. Yes, happiness is actually very simple.
When his heart is very tired, miserable, and melancholy, when a young girl on the verge of death can call out "brother" with her sincerity and desire for life, this is a kind of happiness and a kind of plainness.
Sublimated from it, warm happiness, sad happiness, and bleak happiness.
Gently holding this skinny hand and pressing the pulse, at this time, Zhang Wufeng even had the urge to save this girl regardless of the consequences, but he knew that everything must be done step by step. This is a disease.
It's late-stage uremia, myocardial failure! It's not snake venom, it's not a knife wound, it's not a disease that can be eliminated like a tumor.
In the face of this traditional disease, he was helpless.
He could only stabilize her condition, restore some of her failing heart muscle, and revive her failing liver and kidney functions.
That's all.
For others, if you want to get good treatment, you must cooperate with the golden needle to measure the acupoints. Not to mention this, you must also study the "Qing Sang Jing" in depth.
Suddenly, Zhang Wufeng felt that if he could successfully study the "Qing Sang Sutra", the lives of his relatives and friends would be more protected.
This feeling of being able to control life and death in his own hands suddenly became stronger, and the importance of the "Qing Sang Sutra" was suddenly placed first by him.
His crystal power circulated throughout Ye Xi's body without reservation. The condition of her body was far worse than Zhang Wufeng imagined. Needless to say, her body functions were completely exhausted.
Other things, such as muscle atrophy, have not been mentioned.
In short, with this body, it is hard for Zhang Wufeng to imagine that he can still speak.
Shocked! After Jingli scanned it, Zhang Wufeng only felt shocked.
He stayed where he was, and after pondering for a moment, he immediately activated the crystal power, and the crystal mist began to seep into Ye Xi's body. However, without the cooperation of the golden needle, the effect was amazing, and more than 99% of the crystal mist seemed to have entered.
Like a loose fishing net, it was directly omitted, and the benefits Ye Xi gained were really pitiful.
But under the clear and moistening crystal mist, Ye Xi's face became slightly more colorful. It was obvious that her body was a little better, but the color change on her face seemed to be more obvious.
Zhang Wufeng knew that this only stimulated her vitality. If the disease could not be controlled, she would not live long.
However, Ye Xiaohui is sensitive, and Ye Xi's changes did not escape her sensitive and subtle observation. Seeing Ye Xi's changes and the calmness and contemplation of Zhang Wufeng's expression, she silently walked to Zhang Wufeng's side, silently
He knelt on the ground and said nothing.
"sister--"
Ye Xi called out with some excitement.
Zhang Wufeng sensed Ye Xi's unusually fluctuating emotions and then came back to his senses.
Turning around, he looked at Ye Xiaohui without saying anything.
But Ye Xiaohui, at this moment, was no longer worried about disturbing Zhang Wufeng's diagnosis. She cried and begged: "Brother Zhang, Doctor Zhang, please save her, I will kneel down for you! I only have a sister like this in this world."
As long as you can save her, I will never complain if you let me work like a cow, a horse, or a slave. Just do your best and save her..."
Zhang Wufeng bent down and helped Ye Xiaohui up. He turned his head and looked at Ye Xi, who was full of tears on the bed, and an inexplicable emotion lingered in his heart.
"Don't be like this, your sister is watching. As far as your relationship with Suru is concerned, I will definitely try my best to save her." Zhang Wufeng looked at Meiyangyang's doll and said in a serious tone.
"Thank you... I just want Xiao Xi to know that I will even die so that she can live. I want her not to give up hope of living! I believe that hope stemming from true love can create miracles ! "Ye Xiaohui said firmly.
This sentence was entirely meant for Ye Xi, and Zhang Wufeng also understood from this sentence why Ye Xi kept delaying giving up hope, because if she gave up hope, it would be a torture of her sister's love! She In giving up hope, she would also be giving up her sister's life.
Family love, who said that only love can last until death? Family love is also possible! This kind of sisterly love, even those people in the ward whose eyes are full of joking and numbness are a little infected, that kind of sigh and emotion , which makes people feel sad to hear it.
"sister……"
Ye Xi cried.
"Ye Xi, let me tell you my thoughts now. Either you continue to be treated in this hospital, or you move to my villa first so that I can treat you conveniently.
To be honest, your situation is very troublesome. It requires acupuncture and moxibustion, so I have to find Dr. Wu who is very knowledgeable in traditional Chinese medicine to cooperate with the treatment. But Dr. Wu’s time is very tight, so you have to be mentally prepared. I can’t I will give you a guarantee of recovery, but I can guarantee that you will be ten times better than the treatment here."
Zhang Wufeng said seriously.
Ye Xi stared at Zhang Wufeng, nodded slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, thank you."
Ye Xiaohui was slightly stunned at this moment, and then said with some worry: "Brother Zhang, I really don't doubt you. Xiao Xi is in a situation like this. Once she is discharged from the hospital, I'm afraid she won't be able to handle it. I really don't believe you, she is like this How can my wife be transferred to your villa?"
Just as he was talking, Fang Weiming hurriedly walked in from the door. After hearing Ye Xiaohui's words, he said without hesitation: "This is not difficult. I can do it to keep her alive for a certain period of time. This is very simple."
After Fang Weiming finished speaking, he took out a light blue small box with an ancient charm from his trousers pocket. After opening the box, a top-quality emerald jade piece lay quietly inside.
There is a slight feeling of rising clouds in the emerald jade pieces.
"After wearing this, her life expectancy will remain within a certain stable range for seven days. Nothing will happen to her. She can withstand some tossing." Fang Weiming said, about to put this on. Put something on.
"Wait a minute, after putting this on, after seven days, if it can't be stabilized, there will be no hope at all." Zhang Wufeng stopped Fang Weiming and then mused.
Lao Fang smiled bitterly and nodded, saying: "Yes, if it wasn't like this, I would have put this on her long ago, why wait until now. You also know her current situation, it would be almost the same if she didn't wear it. But this thing , I put some thought into it and dragged you into it."
"It's okay. I'm willing to use your thoughts. I know you don't want to explain because you don't want to make Xiaohui and Xiaoxi sad. I can understand that."
Zhang Wufeng said seriously.
Hearing this, Fang Weiming actually felt a little sad. He sighed softly and patted Zhang Wufeng's shoulder, saying nothing.
Zhang Wufeng looked at the piece of jade and thought that he had two pieces of jade with rising clouds like this. He also thought that Mr. Liu had taken out such a piece of jade. He immediately touched his pocket, took out one and said, "Use this piece." How about blocks?”