This soldier's name is Wang Qiang, and he is Zhou Xuanlong's personal guard. Zhou Xuanlong asked him to take care of Lin Yang this time, which shows how seriously he attaches importance to him.
When a stool was brought, Lin Yang didn't hesitate and sat down directly.
After all, many people lining up at the scene were sitting down.
"Doctor Lin, please don't put too much pressure on me. Our adults have said that it is very difficult to cure Mu Longshuai's illness. After all, he is so old and it may not be a minor illness anymore. You just need to
Just try your best." Wang Qiang said.
"Yeah." Lin Yang nodded.
At this time, the door of the room was opened, and an old doctor came out dejectedly carrying a medicine box.
Everyone looked around.
"Isn't this the miracle doctor Mr. Zhao Zhongxian?"
"Oh my God, even Divine Doctor Zhao has nothing to do?"
"Isn't this...a little too much?"
People were extremely shocked, everyone was talking about it, and they were astonished.
"Mr. Zhao!"
At this time, a middle-aged man about forty years old quickly stepped forward, bowed slightly to him, and whispered: "What's going on? Could it be that...even you can't heal Mu Longshuai?"
"It's hard to heal! It's hard to heal!"
Zhao Zhongxian shook his head repeatedly and sighed: "Mu Longshuai suffered from a strange disease, which caused various pathological changes in the body. Now not only his organs have begun to fail, but even his nerves have begun to atrophy. There are too many pathological changes. I really... can't do anything.
Ah!" Zhao Zhongxian sighed.
"What?"
Everyone was shocked, their eyes widened in disbelief.
"If it weren't for the maintenance of advanced machines, Old Long Shuai wouldn't be able to survive now, but I guess that Old Long Shuai won't be able to withstand it for long. If these symptoms were applied to ordinary people, they would have died a long time ago!"
Zhao Zhong sighed repeatedly and turned to leave.
When other people in line heard the sound, they all looked at each other with heavy expressions.
"If even Mr. Zhao can't cure him, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do!"
"I'd better not waste everyone's time!"
"It can't be cured, it can't be cured!"
"Please do your best to save the old Commander Long!"
Many people gave up and left one after another.
There were only a few people left in the originally long queue.
The soldier standing at the door saw it and took a deep breath.
Finally it didn't go out.
"Next!" he shouted.
An old man in simple clothes at the front immediately stepped forward carrying the tools he carried with him.
After verifying his identity, he entered alone.
Everyone outside was waiting quietly.
However, after half an hour of this, bursts of noisy sounds suddenly came from the house.
Later.
Bang!
The door was pushed open violently, and two soldiers angrily escorted the old man out.
"Asshole! Tell me, are you a spy sent by the enemy country to assassinate me, Long Shuai?" A soldier directly pulled out his gun and put it against the old man's head, saying angrily.
"I didn't! I didn't! I'm just...for normal treatment..." The old man was trembling and shouted quickly.
"What happened?"
A group of soldiers trotted over, and the leader of the scene shouted Shen.
"General Zheng! This man entered the house to treat Long Shuai. Unexpectedly, not long after the treatment, Long Shuai vomited blood, his heart rate dropped, and he was already in danger. Now the doctor inside is giving Long Shuai resuscitation!" The soldier replied hurriedly!
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When General Zheng heard this, he became furious: "How did you treat me?"
"My treatment process is all reasonable and there is absolutely no deviation. You interrupted me before my treatment was over! Can you blame me? I am innocent!" the old man shouted.
