As time passed, the gray mist above Zhang Shiqiang's body became more and more dense.
As for Sun Hao, who was concentrating on his studies, his fingers began to tremble slightly, and sweat dripped from his forehead!
This is a very labor-intensive treatment process, especially for such a dangerous condition. The body is full of deadly toxins. If there is a slight mistake, the practitioner will be easily counterattacked by the toxins and become a poisoner!
Although he and Zhang Shiqiang have no relationship and even have holidays, Sun Hao still persists, persists!
According to the medical records of the Sun family, when all the toxins are discharged, the gray mist will take on a complete shape. The shape will vary depending on the condition, but it will no longer be scattered smoke.
After about ten minutes, the mist above Zhang Shiqiang's body finally began to gather, slowly forming an obvious cone shape that kept surrounding it.
The moment that determines success or failure has arrived!
"call!"
Sun Hao shouted loudly, used all his strength with both hands, aimed at the cone-shaped mist, and struck hard. The mist immediately seemed to have been stripped of its support, and it staggered, getting smaller and smaller, and became smaller and smaller.
It got smaller and smaller, and finally, it completely disappeared into the air.
Unable to hold on any longer, Sun Hao stumbled back a few steps, barely holding on to a chair, and then stabilized his body. His face was pale, and a weak smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Success! Success!
Sun Hao exhaled a long breath, held his breath for a while, breathed evenly, reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and opened the door tiredly.
As soon as the door opened, Zhang Shiqiang's parents and wife rushed in immediately and almost bumped into the weak Sun Hao.
Sun Hao ignored it and continued to walk outside. Once the mission was completed, he just wanted to leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible. This was the sequelae of being a special forces soldier for many years.
"Sun Hao, are you okay?"
Su Qiaoer always pays attention to Sun Hao!
As soon as she saw Sun Hao come out, Su Qiaoer's doctor's instinct immediately judged that Sun Hao was in extremely bad condition.
"I, I'm fine, I want to take a rest..." Sun Hao replied tiredly.
At this moment, Sun Hao had no intention of teasing Su Qiaoer anymore. He was too tired and just wanted to find a quiet place to have a good rest.
Su Qiaoer stared blankly at Sun Hao's retreating figure, not daring to catch up. At this moment, several cries diverted her attention.
"Doctor, doctor, come and see if this person is gone, my God."
It was Zhang Shiqiang's mother, rushing out of the ward, crying loudly for the doctor.
Su Qiaoer was shocked. Could it be that Sun Hao failed and the patient died?
Su Qiaoer hurriedly walked into the ward to see what was going on, and the treating doctor also arrived.
"My son, he, he can't wake up?" Zhang Shiqiang's father looked at the doctor and asked tremblingly.
"Let me take a look." The attending doctor walked to the unconscious Zhang Shiqiang with a solemn expression, put on a stethoscope, checked his heartbeat and looked at his face.
After listening for a while, he looked at Zhang Shiqiang's eyes again, and Su Qiaoer on the side helped check his pulse.
After the two people checked it, they both looked at each other in surprise and exchanged the huge questions in their hearts with their eyes.
"how so?"
"Everything is fine, right."
To confirm, Su Qiaoer put on a stethoscope and listened to the heartbeat again, opened her eyes and checked her pupils.
Oh my god, not only is it not getting weaker, but judging from the results, the pupils are medium-sized, the pulse is stable, and the heartbeat is gentle. This, this is simply a normal person who is sleeping soundly!
The old doctor also had a look of disbelief on his face. Could it be that he, he, is really, really well?
Suddenly, the extremely tired face of Sun Hao when he left appeared in Su Qiaoer's mind.
Why is he so tired?
What exactly did he do to Zhang Shiqiang?
"Let's go, use the instrument to conduct a comprehensive examination." The attending doctor did not believe in miracles and decided to use the instrument to verify the results.
The people around were confused as the two doctors couldn't come to a conclusion whether he was dead or alive after a long examination. They watched blankly as Zhang Shiqiang was pushed out of the ward.
Everyone followed and swarmed to the door of the examination room.
The door to the examination room slowly opened ten minutes later.
Su Qiaoer and the doctor stood at the door with strange expressions of joy or sorrow, even a little stupid.
"Doctor, how is my son?" Zhang Shiqiang's mother stepped forward cautiously and asked.
The doctor shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said with a self-deprecating expression: "Go back and take the patient back. When he wakes up, he will be a normal person."
"What, a normal person?"
"Doctor, did I hear you right? He, he's not dead, okay, okay?"
"Doctor, how is it possible? Didn't you say that he only has one month at most?"
...
The relatives were in disbelief and gathered around the doctor to confirm again and again.
Su Qiaoer on the side quietly left this noisy place and walked out alone.
"I know, you are definitely not a charlatan!"
Su Qiaoer said silently to Sun Hao in her heart.
Sun Hao, Sun Hao, who are you?
What else do you know? Is there anything you don’t know how to do?
At this moment, Su Qiaoer realized that in the past few days, no matter what time, whether Sun Hao was present or not, her heart was filled with him!
When she thought of this, Su Qiaoer's face couldn't help but be stained with a blush, and a smile from the heart slowly bloomed on her face!
Behind him, there was thunderous cheers!
After walking out of the ward, Sun Hao went to the security room, gave a brief explanation, took a taxi back to his residence, and fell asleep!
The first time he used the energy mudra of the Sun family's medical skills, all the mental energy he had accumulated for a long time was consumed.
The Sun family's medical skills indeed require continuous practice and improvement.
When I woke up, it was already noon the next day.
After catching up on this sleep, all fatigue disappeared, and Sun Hao's mental strength was replenished.
After washing up, Sun Hao saw a note on the coffee table: "Doctor Sun, breakfast is ready. I hope you'll accept it. If you want to rest, feel free to rest. I've asked for leave on your behalf."
It felt so good to be cared for by a beautiful woman. Sun Hao grinned, feeling energized and filled with warmth in his heart.
In the past few years, apart from the cruelty of the battlefield, the only warmth I have felt is the family affection and comradeship between my grandfather and my sister. But what I feel today is different.
After devouring the breakfast carefully prepared by Su Qiaoer, Sun Hao was in a good mood and came to the hospital again without rest.
He will not forget that he still has several heavy responsibilities on his shoulders.
"Han Jian!"
As soon as he walked to the door of the security room, Sun Hao shouted loudly.
Han Jian ran out in a hurry: "Captain, didn't you ask for leave today?"
"No, are you training according to my plan?"
Han Jian saluted, imitating Hong Kong and Taiwan movies: "Yes sir!"
Sun Hao smiled slightly and felt relieved when he saw sweat on the faces of the other security guards who came around.
At this moment, the roar of a powerful engine came from the entrance of the courtyard!
All the security guards turned around and saw several million-dollar luxury cars driving into the hospital.
Sun Hao's sharp eyes saw Zhang Shiqiang sitting in the most luxurious Mercedes-Benz S series car at a glance.