Chapter 1970

The doctor gave a dry smile, said nothing more, and turned away.

Xia Yuanqiu asked his grandfather, "how about it?"

The old man sighed and said, "his physical condition is very bad. It seems that he has suffered a lot during this period of time, but fortunately, he has not reached the worst situation. Maybe he can be saved."

Unlike Zhu Yan, Qihua doesn't understand the meaning of advanced lung cancer. When cancer is in its advanced stage, most of them are waiting for death, and few of them can be cured.

Just at this time, the alarm in the ICU rang, and immediately two nurses wearing masks rushed in, and the doctor who had just left rushed back.

A nurse ran out, just ran into the doctor in a hurry, the doctor asked the nurse: "what's the matter?"

The female nurse said: "the blood pressure drops suddenly, the heartbeat stops suddenly, already in the rescue."

The doctor's face is also slightly changed, quickly push the door in.

The old man also wants to go in, but that door is high-tech, unless there is fingerprint verification, otherwise don't want to go in.

And here is the hospital. No matter how powerful Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Yan are, they can't break the door in the hospital. They will definitely trigger the alarm immediately and the police will come in a few minutes.

They could only lie on the glass window of the door and look in. They saw four or five people busy around the bed of old Deng tou, and the straight line on the cardiograph never fluctuated.

After a few minutes, the doctors and nurses stopped their movements, shook their heads and sighed, and covered the white sheets over the head of old Deng tou.

The old man was so worried that he kept beating the door.

The doctor inside came to open the door and said to the old man, "I'm sorry, we've tried our best --" the old man pushed him away, squeezed himself in, and hurried towards old Deng.

The doctor wanted to stop him, but he was blocked by Zhu Yan and Qihua. Xia Yuanqiu quickly followed the old man and came to the bedside of old Deng tou.

Grandparents and grandchildren, one holding a hand, carefully pulse.

The pulse is so weak that it can hardly be heard, but the grandparents and grandchildren still find a trace of vitality in this gradually cold body.

They both looked up at the same time, and their eyes were opposite: "Xiaoyuan, do you remember the pulse stimulating needling method that your grandfather once taught you?"

Xia Yuanqiu nodded: "of course, I remember that when I was in Xiliang, I used this pulse stimulating needling method to save several people!"

Master Xia said, "use pulse stimulating needling immediately. Maybe you can save him!"

Xia Yuanqiu nodded and quickly took out the needle bag in the space ring, while Xia's hand pulled the white sheet from old Deng's head, and then took off his clothes for him.

At this time, one side of the nurse came forward to stop: "two families, please forgive me, the person has gone, no matter how sad you are, he will not live again, please respect the dead." She tried to cover old Deng with the sheet again, but was stopped by master Xia: "two hours, as long as two hours, my granddaughter will be able to save him. You'll see."

As medical workers in hospitals, they have to face this kind of separation every day. They are used to seeing the dead. They have already become numb. Of course, they don't believe that the dead can be saved again. But the old man in front of them is stubborn. They have no choice but to seek the help of the doctor.

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