After saying that, Doctor Zhang looked at Zhao Guozhong and said.
"Sir, you can't drag it anymore. The car accident is serious and you have to send Young Master Liang back for examination first. After the inspection, I will re-prescription for Young Master Liang."
Ye Feng frowned.
"I'll say again, this patient's condition is complicated. Now moving him may aggravate his condition."
"I can give it a try!"
Doctor Zhang said coldly: "Young Master Liang is noble, come and try it? Why should you try it?"
"Okay." Zhao Guozhong said impatiently: "For the sake of bringing Liang'er out, I don't bother with you, so why don't you get out of here quickly?!"
After saying that, he directly asked the two bodyguards to help the person into the car.
Ye Feng glanced at the two of them and then looked at the dying young man.
Forget it!
He had already said this, but no one believed it.
He is not a Bodhisattva who saves all sentient beings.
Since no one believes what he said, then life and death are destined!
When Ye Feng saw the convoy leaving the scene, he quickly turned around and left.
Thirty minutes later, a nameless manor in Sucheng with extremely private nature.
In the operating room on the third floor, a white coat was busy surrounding the operating bed.
Zhao Liang lay weakly on the operating bed.
Zhao Guozhong watched the situation inside through the glass window, and next to him was Doctor Zhang.
During surgery.
After the white coat was checked, it was confirmed that the car accident had no effect on Zhao Liang's heart.
So he took the initiative to come out and looked at Doctor Zhang.
"Old Zhao, teacher, Liang Shao is fine."
When Doctor Zhang heard this, he nodded slightly: "You go down first and ask the medicine boy to bring the medicine up."
"yes."
Retreat with a white coat.
Doctor Zhang looked at the person on the operating bed, relaxed a little, and looked at Zhao Guozhong.
"Fortunately, the car accident did not cause too much damage to Young Master Liang's body."
"After taking the medicine, Young Master Liang will wake up soon."
At that time, Zhao Liang's mother was depressed and frustrated because of her newlyweds.
In the end, Zhao Liang was barely born early, and soon died.
Zhao Liang is weak and has congenital heart disease at birth.
He had had two surgeries before, but the operation failed at that time, and Zhao Liang was almost pushed off the operating bed alive!
From that time on, his body could not tolerate the surgery.
There is no surgery, so I can only take good care of it!
Dr. Zhang spent five years figuring out Zhao Liang's physique and finally prescribed such a prescription for him!
Today is the first time I take the medicine.
Doctor Zhang couldn't help but feel excited. If he could really cure the good young master!
The hidden Zhao family will not treat him badly!
The medicine boy brought the steaming juice into the operating room.
Zhao Guozhong couldn't help but walk into the operating room, and Dr. Zhang followed in.
Soon, the medicine boy fed the medicine into Zhao Liang's mouth.
Doctor Zhang stared at Zhao Liang with his eyes tightly. Seeing that his face began to disappear after taking the medicine, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.
"Young Master Liang, how do you feel?"
He asked excitedly.
But the next second!
Zhang Liang opened his mouth with difficulty and wanted to open his mouth, but he was caught off guard against spewing blood.
puff!!
Then he fell to the bed like a spring.
Warm blood splattered on the face!
Zhao Guozhong's pupils shrank suddenly.
"Liang'er!!!"
Doctor Zhang also saw this scene and his heart skipped a beat!
"Good grandson! Don't scare grandpa!"
Zhao Guozhong's old eyes were filled with tears, and he reached out to grab Zhao Liang's hand, calling earnestly.
"Liang'er?"
Without waiting for a response for a long time, the old man's face changed drastically. He grabbed his grandson's hand and looked at Doctor Zhang tightly.
"How could this happen?! Doctor Zhang, Liang'er obviously took the medicine, why did he vomit blood even though he didn't wake up?"
Before Dr. Zhang could answer, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded in the operating room.
not good!
Zhao Liang's blood pressure and other indicators began to fall down!
Doctor Zhang's heart trembled: "Let me see."
He couldn't figure it out anyway.
Considering Zhao Liang’s special physique!
He deleted and reduced this prescription. He repeatedly used no less than twenty sick people, and he debugged it for another year before he dared to use it on Zhao Liang!
But he actually vomited blood?!
No!
more than!
It was obviously okay when I checked it!
But now!
Zhao Liang's pulse was almost dead!
I can't even find any vitality?!
Seeing that Zhao Liang had already entered the Hall of Hell with one foot!
This moment!
Doctor Zhang's heart gradually became cold.
"How?" Zhao Guozhong looked at Doctor Zhang tightly.
Doctor Zhang's expression was obscure and he slowly shook his head.
Zhao Guozhong's eyelids suddenly jumped, and he looked at Doctor Zhang with a cold expression.