"Spend so much money to support you, but none of them were useful."
On the afternoon of the same day when Ye Fan cured Mo Duoduo, Zheng Junqing was like a mad cow in the ward on the eighth floor of Nanling Hospital of Disease Control and Prevention, smashing the entire ward into pieces.
Dean Huang was also kicked a few meters away by him and rolled on the ground in pain.
The bodyguards and medical staff were silent, no one dared to stop or speak, so as not to be regarded as a punching bag by Zheng Junqing.
After venting, Zheng Junqing came to the hospital bed and looked at Zheng Shengzhuang angrily.
Zheng Shengzhuang's face was black and dazed, and she was very painful.
Ten minutes ago, three foreign doctors invited from abroad left. They worked hard for a long time to treat them but finally expressed regret.
They are really powerless in the toxins in Zheng Shengzhuang.
This is the sixth batch of doctors, all of which are famous internationally renowned doctors. Each visit costs tens of millions, but they are helpless.
Zheng Shengzhuang was able to survive until now, but was completely maintained by the seven-star life-sustaining pill confiscated by Dean Huang.
But as time goes by, the effect of the Seven Star Life-Sustaining Pill gradually becomes smaller, and in the end it can only breathe a sigh of relief.
This also means that Zheng Shengzhuang will hang up at any time.
"Go and invite another group of experts to me. No matter what, I must save my sister."
Zheng Junqing turned around and kicked Dean Huang: "If she has something to do, you will also be buried with her."
"Mr. Zheng, an expert in toxins, internationally and domestically, I have finished consulting. Now the medical community knows the situation of the Zheng Office."
President Huang quickly lowered his head and responded: "These six batches of doctors cannot be cured, and no one else dared to come."
"Now I can only wait for news from President Ling!"
"Does the Blood Medicine Sect have a lot of research on biochemistry and poisoning? I believe they will definitely have a way to save the Zheng Office!"
He regretted it now. If he had known this, why did he take Ye Fan's credit? For a little fame, he and Zheng Shengzhuang both got in.
What was even more depressed was that Zhu Changsheng took the opportunity to bombard the Medical Department and did nothing. He not only cleaned up a bunch of Zheng's important officials, but also suspended his director.
Zheng Shengzhuang's position was temporarily replaced by Zhu Jing'er.
"Waste, spending so much money to support you will be of no use."
Zheng Junqing slapped Dean Huang directly:
"This time my sister was still poisoned because she helped you. If something happened to her, I will definitely kill you."
Dean Huang covered his cheek without saying anything, but just prayed in his heart that Zheng Shengzhuang would wake up.
"Yeah, yeah"
At this moment, Zheng Shengzhuang groaned, and then waved his hands with unconsciousness:
"Kill me, kill me"
"It hurts so much, it hurts."
"Junqing, kill me, kill me"
The penetration of toxins not only affected her consciousness, but also caused severe pain in all joints of her body, and it felt like countless embroidery needles were piercing into her body.
"Quick, hurry, get injections, and get medicine."
Seeing this, Zheng Junqing hurriedly shouted to Dean Huang and the others: "My sister can't have any trouble."
Dean Huang and his team immediately started to take action, and rushed to get pain relief injections, and then fed three seven-star life-sustaining pills.
After ten minutes of tossing, Zheng Shengzhuang calmed down, but his face turned darker again.
"Sister, you can't die, you won't die either. I will definitely save you."
Zheng Junqing held Zheng Shengzhuang's hand and spoke word by word:
"Ling Qianshui has already gone to ask the Blood Medical Sect's Holy Hand and will come over to cure you soon."
"It really doesn't work. I ask my father and others to ask them to ask the elders to come out of seclusion. He is a doctor and martial arts master, and he can definitely save you."
In addition to the two of them being siblings, there is also Zheng Shengzhuang who cannot die. Once he dies, Zheng Junqing's layout in Nanling will be like a lack of a pillar.
He took advantage of the fact that Zhu Changsheng had only half his life to conquer the country, and it was likely that Zheng Shengzhuang's death would cause a chain reaction.
So no matter what, he will save Zheng Shengzhuang.
Zheng Shengzhuang, who had been slowing down, spoke in a difficult voice: "Ye Fan, Ye Fan, be careful."
Zheng Junqing landed and said, "Sister, don't worry, I will definitely kill him to avenge you."
He had long hated Ye Fan. Not to mention Zheng Shengzhuang's toxins, even in the conflict at the auction, he would tear Ye Fan into pieces.
Zheng Shengzhuang's worries exceed anger: "Be careful of him"
"Mr. Saburo Miyamoto is here."
Just when Zheng Junqing nodded disapprovingly, the door was gently knocked open, and Ling Qianshui walked in with a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man is not tall, about 1.7 meters tall, and has a thin figure, but his eyes are very sharp, like a mouse at midnight, and his whole body exudes a gloomy aura.
As soon as he appeared, Zheng Junqing felt that the temperature in the ward dropped a lot.
"Mr. Miyamoto is an old friend of the Sirius Society, a bronze-level doctor in the Blood Medicine Sect, and one of the few famous doctors."
Ling Qianshui hurriedly introduced to Zheng Junqing: "He is very knowledgeable about toxins. When he heard that Zheng was poisoned, he rushed over without stopping."