"Ah! Ah!"

There was a shrill scream and a broken bowl in the ward.

Xiaomei hurried out of the ward. Soon the whole floor was disturbed. Bai Shijie hurried into the ward where Ma Tao was.

Ma Tao was lying on the hospital bed. He was in a coma. He was breathing weakly and was about to die.

Bai Shijie quickly grabbed Ma Tao's right hand and put his right fingers on his pulse. Immediately, his face changed greatly and his eyes were like a raging anger.

"Damn, it's funny to make fun of ordinary people's lives." Bai Shijie snorted coldly, and then pressed several times on Ma Tao's body.

Then Bai Shijie took out a small porcelain vase, opened Ma Tao's mouth with both fingers of his left hand, and dropped a drop of light yellow liquid into Ma Tao's mouth.

Several doctors at work stood behind Bai Shijie, with all kinds of expressions, including regret and schadenfreude. It was false to say that they were not jealous that they could be famous all over the country at such a young age.

Noda stood behind Bai Shijie. The expression on his face was no different from that of others. First, he had an expression of schadenfreude, which made people see nothing special.

"You all go out," Bai Shijie said.

A doctor in his forties said, "Professor Bai, the patient is dying and should be sent to the emergency room for rescue."

Bai Shijie knew that the poison in Ma Tao could not be treated by the instruments in the emergency room and modern drugs.

Bai Shijie waved and said, "it's no use sending him to the emergency room. Don't worry, I'll try my best to save him."

The middle-aged doctor said coldly, "if we don't send them to the emergency room, our hospital can't explain to the patient's family."

Bai Shijie looked back at him and said firmly, "if something happens, I'll be responsible."

The middle-aged doctor said, "OK, that's what you said. You testify." after that, the middle-aged doctor walked out of the ward with a sneer. He was not convinced that Bai Shijie could mix with a famous professor at a young age.

Bai Shijie vowed to be responsible in public, and everyone can only leave silently. After all, Bai Shijie has a certain background, and people can't afford it, and they prefer to see Bai Shijie's bad luck. If they can't save this person and cure the dead, they will help publicize it and make everyone know.

In fact, for a doctor, the best thing is to push the patient into the emergency room immediately and ask the patient's family members to sign at that time. Then, even if the doctor is not good, you can tell the patient's family members to do your best and push the responsibility clean.

Doctors were puzzled by Bai Shijie's behavior, but their gloating was even worse.

After the doctors left, Bai Shijie pulled out several silver needles from his waist and inserted them everywhere in Ma Tao's body.

Just when he was busy, an old man with white hair pushed the door in. When Bai Shijie saw someone coming, he quickly exclaimed, "martial uncle, come and have a look."

This is Bai Lanfeng, a master of herbal Hall who brought Bai Shijie out to experience. He is also a master of medical ethics. His level is higher than Bai Shijie.

Seeing Ma Tao's state, Bai Lanfeng came to the bedside with a stiff face and then touched Ma Tao's pulse.

At the next moment, Bai Lanfeng shouted angrily, "that's unreasonable. The little devil deceives people too much."

Bai Shijie said, "martial uncle, I'm not sure just now. It's really the devil's......"

Bai Lanfeng said with a gloomy face: "yes, this is the ghost pill of the little devil. It has been nourished for a hundred years with the Yin Qi of fierce ghosts and resentful souls. After taking it, the Yang Qi on mortals will be corroded. If you want to save him, you can't use the most precious Dayang pill of our school."

"What should I do?" Bai Shijie was also worried. He had only heard of such a difficult poison. Moreover, even if the Dayang pill was sent to the herbal hall, it would be too late.

Bai Lanfeng sighed softly: "this time, you're afraid you're going to take a somersault. Your reputation in the world of mortals will be damaged. Inform the patient's family and let them see the last side."

Bai Shijie said, "martial uncle, I'm not from the world of mortals anyway. It's nothing to damage my reputation. Can't I really save him? This time, the little devil poisoned me. It's obvious that I hurt him."

Bai Lanfeng shook his head gently: "the doctor's parents are worried. I don't want to save him. I just can't save him with your strength. I can use a needle to keep him awake for ten minutes and let him see the last side with his family. If he delays, I'm afraid it's hard to see the last side."

In the office, Ma Xiaoyun is talking to customers on the phone. Because he has solved his father's medical expenses and Guo Hai's affairs, Ma Xiaoyun is in a good mood. He even smiles when he calls.

When I hung up the phone, my colleague and best friend of the company passed by Ma Xiaoyun and joked, "today is like eating honey. To be honest, are you in love?"

"Keep it a secret!" Ma Xiaoyun smiled. "If you want to know, invite me to dinner in the evening."

"Beautiful you, I have to go on a date, not to mention falling down." my best friend walked back to his desk with a smile.

Ma Xiaoyun continued to pick up the phone, perhaps because he was in a good mood. He succeeded in business for several times, which made Ma Xiaoyun happier.

This is a new customer. Ma Xiaoyun has been following it for a long time and only recently showed his intention to buy products. Naturally, he should strike while the iron is hot and make the business successful.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, I'm Ma Xiaoyun from the advertising company. You paid attention to the billboard you talked about last time. You paid attention to it when you drove by. That's great. You should see the advantages of that billboard. Do you have time? Let's make an appointment to talk about it in detail."

While Ma Xiaoyun was selling enthusiastically, his mobile phone rang. Seeing this familiar number, Ma Xiaoyun was slightly surprised. It was the phone of the inpatient department of the hospital.

"Mr. Zhao, let's do this first. I'll ask you next time." Ma Xiaoyun swallowed a lot of what he had thought, hung up the phone in a hurry, and then quickly connected his mobile phone. He said with some uneasiness in his heart: "Hello!"

At the other end of the phone, it was the nurse's voice that Ma Xiaoyun was very familiar with. The voice was a little urgent: "Ma Xiaoyun? Your father is critically ill and wants to see you for the last time."

Ma Xiaoyun's professional smile was stiff on his face. Some couldn't believe it was true. For a moment, he was at a loss and the whole person panicked.

"Father is critically ill, father is critically ill, how to do, how to do!" after all, she is just a young woman. Even if she has long been independent, she is at a loss when she meets such a thing.

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, what's the matter with you?" the girl friend on the side shook her body when she saw that she was wrong.

Ma Xiaoyun finally reacted, hurriedly picked up the bag and key on the desk and ran towards the door of the company.

"Ma Xiaoyun, where are you going?" the male manager of the company in his forties shouted loudly when he saw the hurried figure. When he saw that Ma Xiaoyun ignored him at all, he hated the tunnel: "it's unreasonable to ignore discipline twice and again. It seems that you don't take the company seriously."