Chapter 42

This middle-aged man in plain clothes, with both hands on his back, walks at a pace of more than ten meters. When he arrives at the door of the intensive care unit, what is the concept of a distance of more than ten meters? Even the world's top athletes can never reach such a distance after the run-up, If such a scene is seen by people, it will definitely cause a sensation. However, his step is really to step under the public, but the nurse who is not far away doesn't feel any difference, and seems to think that all this is reasonable!

"Mr. Huang, you have leisure." After entering the intensive care unit, the middle-aged man walked directly to the old man who was lying on the bed reading the newspaper and said with a smile.

"Ha ha, are you coming?" The old man finally put down the newspaper, showing a face full of wrinkles, struggling to get up and say.

"Western medicine doesn't help you in your current situation. You'd better pick up these messy things." When the old man finally half sat up, the middle-aged man frowned slightly and pressed his right hand on the old man. Suddenly, the crackling sound came, and all the instruments pasted on the old man were scattered on the ground.

"A dead horse is a living horse doctor." The old man was not surprised and said with a smile.

"I think you're in good shape." The middle-aged man nodded slightly, then said with emotion: "you are such an identity. When you are alive, you are graceful and magnificent. I'm afraid few people can see through life and death. You are beyond my expectation."

"Ha ha." The old man shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "if there is a choice, who will choose to die? But over the years, I have understood that there is indeed a great terror between life and death, but I really want to accept that maybe life and death is just like that! I've been in the army all my life, fighting devils, fighting civil war, scolding Chiang Kai Shek and drinking with the chairman. I'm dying and I don't have much regret. What's more, since you are invited to Wuji medical saint, what else can I worry about? If it can be cured, I will certainly live. If you can't do anything, then my death is also God's will. What's the use of entanglement? "

"The so-called medicine doctor can't kill people. If you really get to the point where you are terminally ill and powerless, I don't have to stay here. I've already left. Since I stay here, it means that your illness has not reached the point of despair. I've got the Wuji order that you asked people to put on King Chao. It's not difficult to cure you, but I'm short of a medicine for the time being. " The middle-aged man, known as Wuji medical saint, nodded and said, "when I gather the medicine, I can give you the needle."

"What medicine are you short of? I'll have someone look for it! " The old man smelled the speech and immediately showed his joy, saying: "as long as you name the medicine, I will help you find it out!"

"No, you can't find this medicine." The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "in fact, it doesn't matter if you can be ten years younger."

"Yes?" The old man frowned slightly.

"Because you have lost the energy of young people." The middle-aged man explained: "in the process of acupuncture, you will suffer a certain degree of pain, and the purpose of acupuncture is to stimulate your own potential to fight against and kill cancer cells. Your body is too weak now. If I force you to stimulate your potential, it will probably lead to your rapid aging. In other words, if I do this, the result will be that your cancer cells will be killed, but your life expectancy will also be sharply reduced. Maybe you will die a few months later. At that time, let alone me, even if the real immortal comes down to earth, you will be powerless. "

"So you have to wait. When I find a medicine that can replenish your vitality The middle-aged man said faintly, "but don't worry. Last time I came here, I used a secret method to temporarily seal the spread of your cancer cells, to ensure that you will be safe within a month."

Thank you, Mr. Zhang The old man smelt speech to show the color of gratification, sincerely said.

"Don't thank me. If it wasn't for your Wuji order, I might not have done it myself." The middle-aged man said calmly.

"Mr. Zhang, I don't know if a promise can save two lives?" After hesitating for a moment, Huang asked suddenly.

"Yes?" The middle-aged man took a look at Huang, shook his head and said, "one Wuji order can only save one person, and those who are ungrateful will not save, those who are disloyal and unfilial will not save, those who commit great evils will not save, and those who kill and set fire will not save. My rules should be clear to Huang."

"Well, I don't know if I can diagnose him again?" Huang nodded, then pointed to Lin Xiaoman's grandfather, said: "just here the doctor came in, said that his condition has greatly improved."

"Yes? Is it a return of light? " The middle-aged man was surprised to say that he had already treated the pulse of that man, and he was very ill and almost had no solution. However, he also knew that Huang was not an aimless man, so he got up and walked towards him.

"Yes?" However, when the middle-aged man put his hand on his pulse, his face suddenly changed and became more dignified than ever before. He thought it was a phenomenon of returning light, but only after feeling the pulse did he know that the other party's life was really restored. Moreover, the vitality was far more powerful than he had imagined, and it could almost reverse life and death. If this energy could be added into Huang Lao's body, his liver cancer would really be nothing. Even today, he could be treated with acupuncture."When did it happen?" After confirming the changes in Lin's body, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around and looked at Huang and asked.

"Just now." Huang replied, then his face also showed a surprised color, said: "is he really healed?"

"It's still early to recover, but it's much better than before. Even if he's discharged now, it's OK." The middle-aged man said, "has anyone been here today? Or what kind of medicine did the doctors here give him? "

"What are Lao Lin's medicines? I didn't hear that he was given a new drug. " After thinking about it, Huang said seriously: "as for whether anyone has ever been here, well, today there was a young man who seemed to come with Lao Lin's granddaughter. I don't know what they said, but he stood beside Lao Lin for a while and touched Lao Lin's chest. I don't know what happened, That young man looks as if he is going to collapse at last. Is the change of Lao Lin really related to him? Mr. Zhang, since you say that Lao Lin's health has greatly improved, why does he still have a long sleep? "

"He has been lying for so many days. How can he bear it all of a sudden? I think he'll have to sleep for a few more days. When he wakes up, he'll be alive. " The middle-aged man explained, then he seemed to think of something and suddenly asked, "is it a young man in a casual shirt who has just left?"

"Yes, he just left before you came. Why, Mr. Zhang knows him? " Huang asked in surprise.

"I didn't think it was really him. It seems that this kind of constitution really exists in the world. There's no need to doubt it." The middle-aged man said to himself, with a relaxed smile, and said, "Mr. Huang, it seems that the sky is endless for you. Please wait for my news." With that, the middle-aged man got up and left.

"Mr. Huang, are you all right? How did you pull out all these instruments?" As soon as the middle-aged man left, a doctor in a white coat rushed over with several nurses and said to Huang with a bitter face. Although he didn't know the identity of Mr. Huang, he was definitely a person with a higher identity than Mr. Lin. he clearly remembered that when Mr. Huang was admitted to the hospital on the first day, the party secretary and the mayor of Jinshan City were busy all night. How could such a person be a nobody? At least there must be a ministerial presence behind it?

"It's all gone. I don't need these things!" Mr. Huang waved his hand and stopped the nurses who helped him pick up the instruments. He said faintly, since all the Buddhas said that these things are useless to him, why should he suffer this crime? Knowing that he can continue to live, even if Huang has been indifferent to life and death, his mood still becomes a little happy. As he said before, if he can live, who will choose to die?

"No way, Huang Lao. It's a special medicine imported from abroad. If you don't use it, your cancer cells will spread faster!" The doctor in charge was trembling with fear that Huang always couldn't bear the pain of chemotherapy and wanted to commit suicide. He quickly came forward and said, "don't worry, Mr. Huang, our hospital has organized expert consultation. Tomorrow, we will come up with a treatment plan. We will certainly find a way to organize the spread of cancer cells. If you bear it again, we can make you recover as soon as possible!"

"Well, I'm not here to treat you at all. I'm just here to be clean. If I really want to treat you, can you compare with Beijing?" Huang Lao shook his head, his face flashed an abnormal blush, and said: "take all these things away for me, and the medicine has stopped for me. I don't eat anything. Don't worry about me, and let me live here at ease."

"What can I do, Mr. Huang? Mr. Yan Shuji told me in person

"Then let Yan Zhen'an talk to me!" Huang Lao glared at each other and said heavily. Although Huang was wearing a loose sick suit, his face was waxy yellow, dark and gloomy, and he looked very sick, but his whole body showed a fierce momentum. It was like a broadsword, pointing the river and mountain immediately, which made the doctor's body tremble slightly and went out directly.

"Looking at the attitude of the doctor saint, that young man doesn't seem to be as simple as he seems!" After the doctors and nurses left, Huang's tired face showed a look of surprise. He looked at Lin and said to himself, "Lao Lin, Lao Lin, your granddaughter's eyes are better than her father's, ha ha."

At this time, Zhao Tianming, who left alone, went back to his residence and continued to rest for a while. When it was dark, he drove the red Ferrari towards the blue forest.