"Grandpa Liu! Why are you like this? Take a good look!"
Ma Sitong said anxiously.
The dry old man sat down, picked up the reading glasses hanging around his neck and put them on his nose, rolled up his eyes and looked at Ma Sitong, then looked at the ancient books on the table, and then stabbed them with a needle.
Bronze man.
"It's no help! The poisoning is too deep, and the heartbeat stops! No one can do it!"
Ma Sitong looked at Wang Han lying on the single bed, reached out and touched Wang Han's heart. Sure enough, his heart stopped beating and he didn't breathe anymore.
His face was pale.
Zhen Yourong came up and touched Wang Han, "Grandpa Liu, this person has a body temperature, why did you say that you were buried? Do you have no medical skills and can't save him? "
The old man looked at Zhen Yourong and smiled, "What's the joke? In this world, as long as I have a breath, I can save him, but you have also seen that he is dead and has no anger, I'm again
If you are not a god, you can't let him be resurrected, right?"
Ma Sitong checked Wang Han again, her heartbeat stopped, her pulse stopped, and she didn't breathe anymore.
Zhen Yourong still crossed his waist and said angrily, "I've lived well just now, so let me show you Grandpa Liu. I remember you said there is a medicine that can make the dying person look back? Give it to him
ah!"
The old man's fingers were compared with the words on the ancient books.
He spoke, "You have said that medicine can make the dying person look back. Look at it yourself. He is dead. Isn't that waste my medicine?"
After saying that, the old man glanced at Ma Sitong, "Sitong, is this young man your boyfriend?"
Ma Sitong came to her senses and shook her head quickly, "No."
"Not a boyfriend? Then you know that there are rules here, and you can't bring outsiders in from outside at will."
Ma Sitong thought for a while and explained, "I had encountered some trouble before, and he helped me out. When I came back, I ran into him in the river! I don't know why he fell into the river, but he still looked at him.
If you don’t die, bring people!”
The old man twisted the needle, "Okay, I know, the person is dead. According to the rules here, if you are not from ours, you cannot be buried here. So, sending people out and throwing them all into the Soul River.
Inside, let him leave it to fate!”
Ma Sitong looked at Wang Han on the single bed.
A complex expression.
A few days ago, I saw a few people who were still beating up a few gangsters who cried and called their parents. Today, they turned out to be a corpse. The most uncomfortable thing is that they are so young.
Ma Sitong took a deep breath.
The old man looked up and looked at him, "You are a girl. You are not married yet, so don't be too close to the body. I'll find someone to deal with the body, so you can go back!"
Ma Sitong looked at Wang Han, and Zhen Yourong walked around the table and pulled the old man's arm to act coquettishly, "Grandpa Liu! Let's show him again, your medical skills are the best in the world. Can you show him again?"
The old man pointed at Zhen Yourong's little nose with his finger.
"You little girl! I just told you that it's not that I don't save you. He is so powerful that he can't help but come. I am a doctor. It's my duty to save lives and help the wounded. I can't help you. You little girl
Girl, this young man has helped Sitong. Sitong is like this. People have helped you too?"
Zhen Yourong laughed, "I just saw that he has abdominal muscles! His figure is also great! It's a pity to die with such a great figure!"
The old man knocked Zhen Yourong on the head.
"The little girl doesn't know how to be ashamed!"
Zhen Yourong rubbed his head, "You try to save Grandpa Liu! If you can bring him back to life, wouldn't your medical skills be superb?"
"It's okay if you should do whatever you want. There is no need for a medical practitioner to cheat. Okay, I'll let someone deal with the body. You guys go back."
Ma Sitong asked again, "Grandpa Liu, is it really helpless?"
The old man shook his head, "I am here and I can't save you..."
Cough cough cough...
The old man didn't finish his words.
Wang Han, who was lying on the bed, suddenly coughed violently.
A lot of blood choked out of my mouth.
The old man looked at Wang Han in a daze.
The needle in his hand trembled and stuck it on his fingers, and quickly stuffed his fingers into his mouth and sucked.
The few people present were confused.
Ma Sitong hurried over to check Wang Han.
When I found that my heart was actually starting to jump bit by bit, my joy appeared.
"Grandpa Liu! My heartbeats!"
The old man stood up.
"Are you kidding me, the old man?"
Zhen Yourong also ran over and placed his hand on Wang Han's heart.
After sensing the faint heartbeat, he quickly put his ears on Wang Han's heart. The headlight female pornographic critic took advantage of the heartbeat and placed her little hand on Wang Han's abdominal muscles very dishonestly.
Ahem...
Wang Han coughed again.
"Wow! Live! Grandpa Liu, look! He is alive!"
The old man stood up in shock. When he was running back and forth, his emotions were too out of control and the corner of the table hit the old der.
My old face was so painful that it was twisted.
He ran over with a gun that was old and covered the rifle and checked Wang Han again.
"how's it going?"
"Really...really alive?"
The old man stared at his big eyes.
A comprehensive inspection was conducted for Wang Han.
After checking, he staggered back and stared at Wang Han like a ghost.
"What's wrong with Grandpa Liu?" Zhen Yourong asked.
The old man swallowed, "I'm alive! And...and there's no sign of poisoning! This! How is this possible! I've practiced medicine for more than 60 years! I've never encountered such a thing before! I'll check it again!"
As he spoke, the old man gave Wang Han a comprehensive inspection.
After the inspection, the old man sat next to Wang Han.
"How is Grandpa Liu?"
The pleats on the old man's face were filled with shock.
"Incredible! Unbelievable! Medical miracle!" The old man said three words in a row.
"He is really back from the dead! So awesome!" Zhen Yourong clapped his hands and sat beside the bed. His little hand slid away Wang Han's clothes and looked inside to look at his abdominal muscles.
The old man stared at Wang Han and said in a daze, "Resurrection from the dead, this... Could this be the reincarnation of the turtle spirit?"
"He moved his mouth, as if he was saying something?"
The old man immediately touched his ear.
I heard a very small sound.
"You are so powerful!"
The old man had a dark face.
"Grandpa Liu, then the wound on his body..." Ma Sitong asked when she saw this.
The old man came to his senses and lifted Wang Han's clothes, his body was covered with tendons and flesh, and his dragon-like muscles were filled with explosive power. There were also many interlaced wounds on his skin, including several wounds that were deep enough to see the bones.
The flesh and blood are turned outward and look very scary.
"I'll sew a wound for him!"
The old man found the needle and thread and came over to sew the wound on Wang Han.
As soon as the needle was dropped, Zhen Yourong said, "Wow! Grandpa Liu! Is there no anesthetic? Do you want to hurt him to death?"
The old man slapped his forehead, "I'm so excited, I made such a low-level mistake."
Turning around and rummaging through the cabinets and going to find anesthetics.
When I turned around, I saw Zhen Yourong, Zhen Youzhi, Ma Sitong and the other three stared at Wang Han on the hospital bed with big eyes.
I saw Wang Han closing his eyes and sewing the wound quickly.
The old man was immediately shocked and swearing!
"Damn!"
He hurriedly ran to Wang Han and checked it. The wound was sutured very carefully, and it was obvious that it was the kind of sewn frequently.
The old man swallowed, "Young man! Can you hear me?"
Wang Han didn't move.
The old man quickly checked Wang Han and was stunned on the spot.