Enter the villa.
In an empty room.
Everyone saw Mr. Yang.
at this time.
This veteran general, who had experienced hundreds of battles, was lying weakly on the hospital bed, with a haggard face and a gossamer breath.
His body was covered with tubes, and various medical instruments were placed next to him.
Even the most basic vital signs need to be maintained by ventilators and intravenous drips.
Saw this scene.
All the doctors were surprised.
Even if they didn't go to check, they could see that Mr. Yang's body was at the end of its strength and it was unsustainable.
Zhao Lingshan whispered: "A few days ago, when I first met Mr. Yang, he was still in good health. Why did his condition take a turn for the worse in the blink of an eye?"
When saying this.
She turned to look at Lu Feng behind her, wanting to hear what he had to say.
Who knows.
Lu Feng remained silent, with a calm expression.
"Junior Brother Lu, do you see anything?" Zhao Lingshan asked.
Lu Feng shook his head.
Seeing this, Xu Jie became even more convinced that Lu Feng was a waste and that the previous incident was just luck.
However.
The reason why Lu Feng shook his head just now.
It’s not that I didn’t see it.
But I don’t want to be the one who stands out.
He had it all figured out.
Now that everyone is here, this guy must be pretending.
Pretending is a technical job.
Pay attention to rhythm and technique.
Just like playing cards, you must proceed step by step and figure it out slowly.
No one comes up.
Just two kings and four twos?
Even if this force is faked, the effect will never be explosive.
so.
He waited until everyone else was helpless before taking action.
By then, the talent will shock everyone.
Back to business.
When Lu Feng met Mr. Yang for the first time, he knew what he was like.
Not only can the cause of the disease be clearly understood.
Even the methods of treatment are memorized in my mind.
Maybe in the eyes of others.
This is an incurable disease.
But here he is.
It's like a small itching and pain, and treating it is like searching for something!
as expected.
The two medical teams from the People's Hospital and the Central Hospital took turns, turning over past medical records and comparing them with Mr. Yang on the bed, but they couldn't see anything.
Zheng Yuan and Wang Qingming's brows were frowning more tightly than the other.
"Mr. Yang's illness is very strange. I have been practicing medicine for many years and have never seen such a bizarre condition."
Zheng Yuan looked solemn and shook his head.
Xu Taibai added: "Mr. Yang's body is sometimes healthy and sometimes bad. It is neither an internal injury nor a trauma. There is no tumor growth or organ failure... The cause of the disease is a mystery."
Xu Jie asked: "Can we still be saved?"
Xu Taibai did not make an assertion, but just said: "If we want to treat him, we must first find the cause. However, Mr. Yang is obviously not able to withstand the trouble in his current state."
Xu Jie sighed, feeling very frustrated.
If Mr. Yang cannot be cured, then today's trip will be in vain, and he will lose this great opportunity to become famous.
"Will there be any countermeasures at the Central Hospital?" Xu Jie said.
Zheng Yuan replied: "Lao Wang's level is as good as mine. If I can't see it, he probably can't do it either!"
Xu Jie secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he couldn't get this credit, he didn't want to be robbed by others.
"Lingshan, what do you think?" Zheng Yuan shifted his gaze and looked at Zhao Lingshan, who was looking down at the medical records.
There was a trace of expectation in his eyes. As the People's Hospital, the other party was the best successor among the younger generation.
He has had high hopes for it all along!
so.
He very much hoped that Zhao Lingshan could see some clues.
Zhao Lingshan frowned and murmured: "Dean, Mr. Yang's condition is probably beyond the scope of our expertise, and I am powerless about it."
Hear the words.
Although Zheng Yuan felt a little disappointed, he did not force it. Instead, he comforted Zhao Lingshan.
"Before us, countless famous doctors have consulted Mr. Yang."
"However."
"Without exception, everything fails, so don't feel any psychological pressure."
Zhao Lingshan hummed slightly, with a complicated look on her face.
At that time.
The Central Hospital on the other side also came to the same result after discussing for a while.
Wang Qingming sighed, feeling helpless.
When Zheng Yuan saw this, not only did he not ridicule, but he walked up to the other party, patted his shoulder, and whispered: "Old Wang, I hope you can beat me. Who knows we are all the same, hey!"
Wang Qingming raised his chin and pointed in front: "We mortals are at our wits' end, but fortunately there is Dr. Sun. I think he should be able to see something."
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone looked at Divine Doctor Sun and his female disciple in unison.
Yang Xiu always watched everything in the room.
When she saw the two medical teams from the People's Hospital and the Central Hospital shaking their heads, her heart felt cold.
So far.
She could only place her hope in Doctor Sun and his disciples.
Doctor Sun walked up to Mr. Yang, and instead of taking action himself, he motioned for the girl to diagnose her pulse.
The other party immediately complied, touching Mr. Yang's wrist with one hand and opening the other's eyelids with the other.
Checked for a few minutes.
Doctor Sun asked: "Tinghe, how is the situation?"
The girl Kazilan's big eyes flashed, and then her two hands started making gestures in the air.
Everyone was surprised when they saw this.
"Sign Language?"
"This girl is mute."
Zheng Yuan asked: "Who knows sign language?"
The whole place was silent and no one responded.
At this time.
Lu Feng, who had been silent for a long time, said, "This girl said that Mr. Yang is not sick, but poisoned!"
"Poisoned?" Everyone was shocked again.
Lu Feng ignored their reactions and continued: "This poison is not a toxin, but a poison from the Southern Barbarians. It is estimated that Mr. Yang was secretly poisoned by the local warlock when he was fighting against the Southern Barbarians."
"After I came back, the poison took effect and it immediately became an incurable disease!"
"Poison usually flows in the blood, and modern instruments cannot detect any condition at all. Once it attacks, it will turn into poisonous insects that eat the heart. They will gather in the Tanzhong point, growing from small to large, from weak to strong. "
"If the heart pulse is eaten away, Mr. Yang will die!"
The girl had stopped gesticulating, but Lu Feng was still talking.
Obviously.
In the following paragraph, he is not translating, but supplementing!
Saw this scene.
Divine Doctor Sun looked at him with a surprised look on his face and blurted out a question.
"Young man, have you seen it too?!"
Lu Feng did not answer Divine Doctor Sun, but looked at Yang Xiu and said, "Mr. Yang, did Mr. Yang's illness only appear after the war with the Southern Barbarians? And it has lasted for more than thirty years?"
"I used to have attacks once a month, which could barely be suppressed with medication. But in recent years, the attacks have occurred twice a month or once a week. Before I fell into coma, it was once a day."
Yang Xiumei's eyes widened with shock.
because.
What Lu Feng said is exactly the same as the reality!
He didn't seem to be speculating, but narrating.
