The bullet must have hurt the heart. When Cheng Yu came in, Han Xue had only a weak vitality. Feeding her a Huitian Pill only served to preserve her vitality.
Now Cheng Yu is outputting a large amount of spiritual energy to repair Han Xue's wounds. There is no problem. The most serious thing is the recovery of Han Xue's body functions. Due to heart failure and massive bleeding from the aorta, the spiritual energy required is extraordinary. Big.
Even the strong spiritual energy in Cheng Yu's body has begun to be too much. It takes too much to use spiritual energy to repair a person's body functions. Because there is a magic seal on his hand, he cannot take out the spiritual recovery pill to replenish the spiritual energy. , Cheng Yu's face turned pale.
At this time, Han Xue, who was suspended above the operating table, was still flashing with spiritual light. Blood was pouring out from the hole in his chest, but now there is no more bleeding.
After persisting like this for half an hour, Cheng Yu's legs began to tremble, cold sweat broke out on his head, and his face was as pale as Han Xue.
Cheng Yu gritted his teeth and formed the last seal. The aura in Han Xue's body began to weaken, and his body slowly fell back down. Until Han Xue lay quietly on the operating table again, the aura completely disappeared.
"Pa." Cheng Yu finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground. With trembling hands, he took out a spirit-reviving pill from the pill bottle and quickly swallowed it.
Half an hour later, Cheng Yu finally regained some strength and stood up holding on to the operating table. He checked Han Xue's condition again and found that there was no problem before he slowly walked to the operating table and toward the emergency room.
Everyone was waiting anxiously outside. When they saw Cheng Yu opening the door and coming out of the emergency room, they hurriedly gathered around him.
"How's it going? How's Xiaoxue doing?" Hu Qiman grabbed Cheng Yu's arm and asked anxiously.
"It's okay, let them clean up the blood in Han Xue's body and suture the wound." Cheng Yu said weakly.
Hearing this, several doctors rushed into the operating room. Han Liwen and his wife were stopped when they were about to follow.
"Mrs. Han, please wait here for a moment and let them go in to deal with it. You can easily infect the patient if you go in like this." Ji Wenbo stepped forward and said to Hu Qiman who insisted on rushing inside.
"Xiaoyu, are you okay?" Zhao Minglong came more than 20 minutes ago and learned what happened. Although he knew that Cheng Yu was becoming more and more mysterious, this kind of thing still made Zhao Minglong Worried, he was relieved to see that Cheng Yu had solved the problem and finally did not cause trouble. At this time, he saw that Cheng Yu's face was pale and he had completely lost his previous mental state, so he couldn't help but asked worriedly.
"I'm fine, I want to find a room to rest." Cheng Yu said with a tired expression.
"Mayor Zhao, let me take you to make arrangements." Ji Wenbo saw Cheng Yu's situation and stepped forward and said.
Han Liwen, his wife and Peng Dahai were once again left outside the emergency room. Although they learned from Cheng Yu that Han Xue was fine, they were still very anxious, especially Han Liwen and his wife.
"Old Han, do you think Xiaoxue is really okay?" Hu Qiman said nervously to Han Liwen.
"It should be okay." Han Liwen said uncertainly. After all, he hadn't seen anything yet, and he always felt uneasy.
"If Xiaoxue really gets through the difficulties this time, we should really thank Xiaoyu." Hu Qiman thought for a while and said.
"Well, of course."
After arranging Cheng Yu's rest room, Ji Wenbo and Zhao Minglong returned to the emergency room again.
Dr. Zhang and others who had already entered the emergency room were shocked by the situation in front of them. He had just cleaned up the blood in the patient's body, and found that the bullet had disappeared where the bullet had originally hit it, but it was intact there. , without any sign of injury.
"Xiaoling, connect all the instruments." Seeing this situation, Dr. Zhang said to a nurse beside him.
"Ah! Doctor Zhang, look up there." Another young nurse saw the broken chandelier fragments on the floor, raised her head to look at the ceiling, and suddenly shouted.
Several people also raised their heads and found a bullet embedded in the ceiling. Everyone was speechless as to what had happened.
"Dr. Zhang, the instrument is connected. The patient's condition is normal, and the heart rate is also normal. Only the blood pressure is a little low, but it is still within the normal range." After connecting the instrument and looking at the data displayed on it, the nurse was surprised. said.
Doctor Zhang ran over and took a look. He was so shocked that he had no words to describe. What the hell is going on? A person has been deemed dead, but the person lying here quietly now is basically a normal person. If he hadn't seen the wound on the patient's chest, he would have doubted whether all this was an illusion.
When I went out, the other party's signs of life were almost gone. Not only was his heart rate normal now, but he had lost so much blood, but his blood pressure was only a little low.
Is this really a god descending to earth? miracle? Isn't this scientific? Who can give me some scientific evidence to support this? Could it be that over the years, I, as a doctor, have been treated like a dog?
But after thinking about it, although I don’t know how the other party did it, at least the patient is fine now, and there is no need to worry about the woman causing trouble.
The next step was to suture the patient's wound. Twenty minutes later, several nurses pushed the patient out of the emergency room, and everyone gathered around him.
"How is it? How is it? Doctor, is my daughter okay?" Hu Qiman asked anxiously. Over the past few hours, she had been worried about her daughter having an accident.
"Nothing's wrong. I just need to have a good rest. I should wake up tomorrow." Dr. Zhang took off his mask and said.
In the ward, a group of people looked at Han Xue, who was sleeping peacefully, and were really happy that she had survived the crisis safely. However, everyone was even more surprised that the boy who looked like he was in his teens really treated this patient who the doctor had already determined to be dead. After being rescued, what could be more magical than this?
"Mayor Zhao, can I ask you a favor?" Ji Wenbo walked out of the ward and said to Zhao Minglong.
"Oh? Is there anything Dean Ji needs help with?" Zhao Minglong looked at Ji Wenbo puzzled and asked.
"Haha, it's like this. Your nephew's medical skills are amazing. I hope Mayor Zhao can make your nephew a visiting doctor in our hospital, at the level of director."
"This is not good, Xiaoyu is still a child and is only in high school now. For him to receive such a high honor at such a young age is not good for his growth." Zhao Minglong thought for a while and said.
"Mayor Zhao, you can't say that. Ordinary people may be affected, but people like your nephew are not ordinary people. With his ability today, I don't think there is anyone else in the world. Gan Luo Twelve It’s just that he has become a minister. Besides, he doesn’t need to be on display every day as a guest minister. He still goes to school. It’s just that if our hospital encounters some patients that we can’t handle, we can invite him to come. We will pay the salary.”
"Then you have to go talk to him. There's no point in telling me. Although I am his uncle, I don't have the final say on this kind of thing."
"Mayor Zhao, you are his uncle after all. I think he will definitely agree if you help me. Besides, this is a good thing that benefits the people. He has such miraculous medical skills, and he must have a benevolent heart. Mayor, you can definitely come forward."
"Here~, then I'll mention it to him, but this kid doesn't listen to me very much. I can't guarantee whether it will work or not."
Cheng Yu did not go home. He had already told Ji Wenbo before that no one was allowed to disturb him in his room, and there was no need to send him food until he came out on his own.
It wasn't until noon the next day that Cheng Yu woke up from practicing. He felt a lot more spiritual power in his body and was very happy. During this period, he often used spiritual energy and exhausted it twice. The last time was to break the curse on Coco. It is indeed much faster to practice now.
As a cultivator, if you practice just for the sake of practice but never use the spiritual energy in your body, it will make it difficult for you to make progress.
This is like a person who wants to be a writer and reads other people's articles every day and learns writing techniques, but never practices writing himself.
