"Grandpa, what happened to him? Is he unable to wake up?"
Shu Xuanyu's mood gradually collapsed.
Her grandfather, who had been the closest to her since she was a child, loved her the most, and took care of her the most, was the most important person in her life.
"Get ready for the funeral, there is no chance of resuscitation." At this moment, a young man in a straight suit, 1.8 meters tall, looked very handsome.
He walked over and sighed at Shu Xuanyu.
This person is one of the younger generations of the Qi family, a well-known business family in Jinghai.
He has always admired Shu Xuanyu.
"Yes, I think we can prepare for the funeral and cremation." The second aunt on the side stood up.
"No, you can't touch my grandpa! My grandpa is not dead yet!" Shu Xuanyu rushed into the ward as if he was crazy.
She threw herself in front of her grandfather's hospital bed, knelt down and cried bitterly.
"There's nothing you can do about it, Xuanyu, you'd better obey God's will and think more about your marriage. You're getting older."
"Don't always worry your family."
Qi Te, the young master of the Qi family, comforted Shu Xuanyu.
"Xuanyu, your second aunt asked me to contact the largest cemetery in the entire Jinghai City. I have already bought the largest and best-located one for your grandfather."
"I don't agree." At this moment, Chen Qi suddenly pushed the door open and entered.
"He hasn't left yet, but you are discussing how to cremate him and where to bury him. I'm afraid you are competing for the inheritance he left behind."
"Do you know that even after death, the person's true spirit is still on the body within twenty-four hours. If the corpse suffers at this time, it will be extremely painful."
Chen Qi walked in and pushed Qite away.
"Who are you?" Qite's face condensed, with a look of displeasure on his face.
"Shut up first!" Shu Xuanyu suddenly became excited.
"Chen Qi, do you think my grandfather can still be saved?" A light of hope suddenly burst out in her eyes.
"No, this is absolutely impossible." The attending doctor on the side suddenly stood up and said.
"We have issued a death diagnosis. Here, Miss Shu, please take a look."
"Our death identification is determined by authoritative experts in the hospital and instruments."
"That's just for you, it's like a small boat can cross a river, but a giant ship can float across the ocean." Chen Qi said confidently.
"Nonsense!" The chief physician's face suddenly became very unhappy.
"Ms. Shu, is this person your personal doctor? He is also a charlatan, and his words are very unreliable. I hope you can see him clearly and don't be deceived by him."
Hearing this, Shu Xuanyu's face darkened.
She knew that this chief doctor was already the best in the entire Jinghai.
Few people dared to really refute what he said...
"I have a way to restore her grandfather to health." Chen Qi said directly.
His eyes were extremely confident, causing everyone present to look at him with a change of expression.
"Lao Shu! Shu Yunhe! Wake up! Didn't you say you want to go fishing with me this summer?"
At this moment, an old man with a celestial spirit, an octogenarian, and piercing eyes rushed in.
This man is Zhang Jue, a miraculous doctor who travels all over the world.
He is also a good friend of Shu Yuntian who is lying in the hospital bed.
Once he comes over, maybe his grandfather will still be alive.
Shu Xuanyu's pretty face couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy.
"Doctor Zhang, you are finally here." Shu Xuanyu covered his nose, tears streaming down his face.
She had called the other party before, and the other party said she would arrive as soon as possible within three days.
"Hey, I'm too busy. There are too many people looking for me. I almost forgot about your grandfather. It's my problem." Zhang Jue patted his shiny head, looking very free and humorous.
"Don't worry, as long as I am here, this old guy... the old man will not die." Zhang Jue said.
"Let me show him first."
"Miss Shu, who is this person?" At this time, the chief physician glanced at Zhang Jue and felt a little uneasy in his heart.
It seems that this person is not simple.
"It's Zhang Jue, the golden doctor." Shu Xuanyu explained simply.
"Ah, is it him?" At this time, cold sweat suddenly broke out on the chief physician's forehead.
"Mr. Miracle Doctor, I have admired your name for so long. I have admired your name for so long. I am disrespectful." The chief doctor changed his face in an instant.
He quickly came forward to hold Zhang Jue's hand, but Zhang Jue pushed him away, "Who are you? I don't know you."
He was a little disgusted with the doctors in the hospital who read Western medicine and followed scripts.
"Don't hinder my treatment." Zhang Jue walked directly to Mr. Shu.
Then he took out a large box of gold needles from his arms.
Using the luck of the golden needle, he began to move the needle around the old man's body, as if to find out what was going on inside his body.
"It's not optimistic. This situation is indeed dangerous." Zhang Jue closed his eyes and concentrated, as if he saw something.
"The vitality in the whole body is almost gone. The body is as withered as an old tree. There is energy but cannot be locked. This is indeed a sign of death."
"Ah? Doctor Zhang... can my grandfather be saved?" Shu Xuanyu asked quickly.
"It's okay, that is, I, Zhang Jue, am here, otherwise no one in this Jinghai would be able to save him. But don't have too high expectations. He can survive for a while at best."
Soon, Zhang Jue began to apply acupuncture with mysterious techniques and a simple aura.
At the same time, twenty-three golden needles were quickly inserted into Zhang Jue's body.
Immediately afterwards, with the trembling of the golden needle, Shu Yunhe also began to spit out black blood.
His chest rose and fell violently.
"Quickly, get a basin to catch the black blood, and then go find me some ginseng that is more than twenty years old. The medicinal materials I brought myself are not enough."
"I'll get in touch right away." Shu Xuanyu quickly got up and went outside the ward to make a phone call.
As Zhang Jue spoke, he took out various refined pills from his arms and stuffed them into Shu Yunhe's mouth.
However, the state of Shu Yunhe in front of him did not immediately return to calm.
The trembling all over his body became more and more violent, as if he was being hit repeatedly by an electric pacemaker.
"What's going on?" the chief physician on the side exclaimed.
"His face is getting paler and paler. This is a perfect sign."
"You are so big!" Zhang Jue suddenly became angry, "You know nothing."
But it was obvious that Zhang Jue was no longer confident and was hesitant.
In fact, he should have inserted twenty-three golden needles into Shu Yunhe's body.
But the last one is still not sure whether it can be inserted.
Because the front twenty-three had already pushed Shu Yunhe to the limit of his physiological functions.
"Forget it, never mind! Treat a dead horse like a living doctor!" Zhang Jue closed his eyes suddenly and was about to place the last and most important golden needle on Shu Yunhe's chest Tanzhong point.
"Slow down." In mid-air, a steady and strong hand suddenly stopped him.
"If you give this injection, he will die immediately."
