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Zhou Huaning rushed to the hospital immediately after receiving the news. The port is a bit far from the central hospital. In order to find a treatment point as soon as possible, he found the largest hospital nearby.

However, when Zhou Ran's life and death were uncertain and he was bleeding profusely, the hospital refused to accept a patient like Zhou Ran.

The facts are obvious, Zhou Ran is bleeding all over his body, and his dying appearance is very scary. Besides, they can clearly see that Zhou Ran is bleeding from seven orifices caused by poisoning. Doctors are usually used to deal with ordinary patients, but when it comes to such critical occasions, they can't stand on the stage at all with their strength.

Zhou Huaning was so anxious that he almost knelt down to them, "I beg you, stop the bleeding of my child quickly, he is bleeding, and he will die if he continues to bleed, please, please save my child, please... ..."

Huo Wendong reached out to support Zhou Huaning, put a gun on the doctor's forehead with one hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Quickly stop the bleeding, hurry up!"

The doctors and nurses were frightened, their faces turned pale, their feet were going limp, they were forced to do nothing, they could only try their best to delay the patient's injury and buy more time for treatment.

"What to do, what to do, the bleeding still can't be stopped, Dr. Wang..." The nurse was so frightened by Huo Wendong's expression that she cried and asked the doctor in a low voice, the white cotton ball in her hand was gradually covered by the patient. The blood oozing from her body was soaked, and she was completely bewildered now.

Zhou Huaning wandered back and forth outside the operating room, murmuring words, almost all the gods and Buddhas in the East and West were prayed by her, and her ten fingers even nervously began to clasp the palms of their hands.

Huo Wendong didn't dare to waste time, so he called Assistant Wang and Lin Lang to arrange a car to pick him up, or bring a reliable doctor, so that Zhou Ranzheng could have more chances to survive.

Looking through the glass mirror, Zhou Huaning bit her lip irresistibly, her expression seemed to collapse, tears rolled back and forth in her eyes, she didn't want to cry, the last thing Zhou Ran wanted to see was that she was sad, she Don't want to make him unhappy.

Child, wake up quickly, you must survive, mother only has you.Zhou Huaning prayed secretly in his heart.

Seeing that the doctors there were about to give up on Zhou Ran's treatment, Zhou Huaning still didn't give up. He broke the glass frame with both hands, and his fingers turned dead blue and white with excessive force, "My child, this is my child, I want to save him. He, I can definitely save him, think about it, think about it, whoever can save him will definitely be able to find him..."

Zhou Huaning was thinking about it in a trance, and suddenly, as if thinking of something, he hurried to the side, and ran towards Huo Wendong staggeringly, "Quick, go find that old Chinese doctor, he has a way to save Ran Ran, he must have a way... "

Needless to say, Huo Wendong has already called someone to send a car to carry Zhou Ran into the ambulance and drive all the way to the central hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, the old Chinese doctor was woken up by a phone call early in the morning. After hanging up the phone, he waited at the gate of the hospital.

"Hurry up, send him to the operating room. I'll stop the bleeding first." The old man raised his hand and looked at Zhou Ran's eyelids. He saw that his eyeballs were still moving. Although his breath was weak, it was strong and firm. Can't die.

The old man was born in Chinese medicine, and he is best at acupuncture. He has spent his whole life studying the medicinal properties and toxicity of Chinese herbal medicines. Using all his strength, he can temporarily control the current situation.

Zhou Ran's lips have already started to turn black, and the toxins injected over the past month are constantly accumulating. After the large amount of hallucinogens just now, he is finally on the verge of a premonition of an imminent explosion.His condition has faintly begun to get out of control. The small blood vessels in his body are forcefully widened and ruptured by the surging toxins. Under the unbearable pressure of the blood vessels, the blood in his body gradually begins to flow wantonly along with the constantly bursting blood vessels. It is clear that if the current condition cannot be controlled as soon as possible, Zhou Ran may lose blood and die before others come to rescue him.

Huo Wendong stood outside the window and watched the old Chinese doctor administer acupuncture in an orderly manner. He felt that his heart was also convulsing with Zhou Ran. .

After a while, Su Yao and Mu Nan also rushed over, followed by Mu Wei, thinking that she was really worried about Zhou Ran's life, she didn't even change her pajamas, she just put on a coat and ran over.

The red light outside the operating room was still on, and the silver needles in the hands of the old Chinese doctor kept piercing Zhou Ran's bleeding acupuncture points, which almost exploded easily, and the important acupuncture points that were on the verge of collapse were controlled and fixed with silver needles. On the other side, that Dr. Zhong was also assisting the old Chinese doctor by helping to transfer blood bags of the same blood type from the blood bank to transfuse Zhou Ran. Anyway, let’s control the current bleeding situation first, otherwise, wait Zhou Ran couldn't bear it until the old Chinese doctor gave him treatment.

The operation has been busy until four o'clock in the morning of the next day, almost five o'clock. When the old Chinese doctor and Dr. Zhong came out of the operating room with tired faces, everyone who had been waiting outside the operating room suddenly woke up. Hurriedly crowded around and walked over to ask about Zhou Ran's illness.

The old Chinese doctor wiped his face indiscriminately, and waved his hands to tell Dr. Zhong to go back to rest, while he tried his best to cheer up and tell them about Zhou Ran's condition, "The patient's blood has stopped temporarily, but the toxin in his body has been strong. To the point where he can't be restrained, if I don't find a way to detoxify as soon as possible, even if I have great abilities, I won't be able to save him."

Huo Wendong asked in a deep voice: "Since doctor, you can stop his bleeding, then you must know how to detoxify, right? Or do you know who can detoxify this poison?"

The old Chinese doctor rubbed his chin, glanced at the eyes of those around him who were staring at him eagerly, sighed in his heart, and said seriously: "I can't figure this out, I'd better go back and look for it, maybe there are people who are good at it." Chinese medicine for detoxification." He had a choice in mind, but he didn't know whether to treat or not.

Seeing that there was a turning point in the matter, Huo Wendong's heart moved, thinking that he would rescue Zhou Ran no matter what.

After the old Chinese doctor left, Su Yao, Mu Nan, and Mu Wei were sent back by Huo Wendong. It's not time for them to use their strength. Wouldn't it add to the chaos? Zhou Huaning also asked Su Yao and the others to take them back. Her mental state is very unstable, Huo Wendong doesn't want Zhou Ran to wake up this week, but Zhou Huaning can't help but go crazy.

Zhou Ran's body was full of silver needles, and his originally thin body now looked as light as a shadow puppet, without any sense of weight at all. Huo Wendong didn't dare to hug him, so he could only touch him with his fingertips. Little by little, she rubbed against his pale cheeks and bloodless lips.

The anesthetic that Hu Jinbiao had used on Zhou Ran hadn't expired yet. Even if someone operated on his body now, I believe he still wouldn't feel anything, let alone Huo Wendong's careful touch.

The old Chinese doctor has been wandering back and forth since he returned to his residence. He is anxious. Zhou Ran has known him for not a day or two. Although the two have not had much contact with each other, their tempers are very similar. He also saw that this was a filial child, no matter how hard-hearted a person was, he couldn't bear to let such a young child lose his life and future.

He was pacing back and forth feeling anxious, but on Huo Wendong's side, Assistant Wang and Lin Lang took advantage of the police's inattention and secretly brought back all the important materials and some experimental experience that Hu Jinbiao had with him. , They also knew that Zhou Ran had been seriously poisoned, thinking that they might be able to find some ways to treat Zhou Ran from these materials.

Huo Wendong glanced at it a few times, and then ordered Assistant Xiao Wang to quickly invite the old Chinese doctor to see if it would help Zhou Ran's condition.

The old Chinese doctor was anxious all night, just laying down and squinting his eyes, when he was grabbed by Assistant Wang again, his eyes were so dazed that he thought Zhou Ran's blood was starting to come out again, and he didn't even bring his reading glasses , directly put on a coat and followed to the hospital.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, did someone move the silver needle on Zhou Ran's body, ouch, didn't I tell you, this thing can't be moved, it's fatal..." When he arrived at the hospital, the old man asked Angrily, he pointed at Huo Wendong and bombarded him indiscriminately.

Seeing that the saliva was about to spit on her own boss, Lin Lang quickly stood up to block the gun, grabbed the old Chinese doctor and explained: "That's right, we just got the experimental materials and some important belongings of Hu Jinbiao before he was alive. I just want you to take a look and see if it can be of any help?"

The old Chinese doctor glanced at Linlang, then stared at Huo Wendong for a few more times, and after confirming that he was not lying, he calmed down a little, stroked his sleeves, acted like a calm master, gritted his molars and asked: "Take a look."

Assistant Xiao Wang hurriedly handed over the information he and Lin Lang had collected.

The bag containing the materials was quite heavy, and the old Chinese doctor didn't care about the image problem at all. He just squatted on the ground and began to rummage, check, take a look at the items in front of him, and sort them out. There are indeed a lot of important materials in it. If Hu Jinbiao hadn't been obsessed with the study of hallucinogens, if he could calm down and focus on the field of Chinese medicine wholeheartedly, his development has always been far superior to that of the old Chinese medicine doctor. Hate again, tsk tsk, what a rare genius, just ruined himself like this.

Sighing inwardly, he shook his head to look at the information, and when he saw something he was interested in, he didn’t forget to put it aside. This was for his own research. He did this meticulously, without any sense of taking advantage of it, and it was natural and random. This made Lin Lang feel that this is what should be given to him.

Hu Jinbiao himself was born in a family of Chinese medicine practitioners, so many of these materials are useful for the old Chinese medicine practitioners. Although they mentioned little about Zhou Ran's condition and did not help him much, the old man happily shared it. Put it away.

Suddenly, out of the corner of the old Chinese doctor's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the half-book that looked yellow and old. It was a thread-bound book with historical tooth marks on it. Well protected by its owner.

The old man became interested, and opened the half of the book with a mood of treasure hunting. The characters on it looked familiar, but they were not the Chinese or English that I usually saw. Looking at the ink in the font, it was obviously like a local dialect. And it is a small place that people rarely pay attention to.

He has been studying this for a long time, and he always feels that he vaguely seems to have seen it somewhere, scratching his head, but he doesn't know who saw it from. He has a hunch that this book must be hidden in Hu Jinbiao's heart. Biggest secret.

Thinking of that old friend with a strange habit, the old Chinese doctor didn't hesitate any longer, and moved all the materials back to his office with both hands, and then turned around and asked Huo Wendong, "Okay, I'll find someone who is very good at detoxification, you arrange it first." Get out of the car, get Zhou Ran up, pay attention to make the mattress thicker, so as not to bump the road, and we will set off in half an hour."

Seeing that Huo Wendong nodded and carried out his words earnestly, the old man slowly ran to ask the dean for leave, saying that he wanted to go out to practice medicine. That name was really high-sounding, and he had to go to the hospital to earn extra money by himself. Don't think too much about the name, earning extra money with a salary, etc.

The old friend of the old Chinese doctor lived quite far away, anyway, it was five or six driving distances from Xunyang City, the old man saw the time was still early, and started to feel drowsy while holding his bag of precious materials, and occasionally knocked a small car under the car. The stone would glance at Zhou Ran with half-raised eyelids, and after making sure that nothing happened, he yawned and fell to the side in a daze, snoring softly and falling asleep.

The car was heading towards a small mountain village. The narrow entrance and exit tested the driver's skills. The twists and turns could be regarded as getting in. As soon as the old man saw it, he quickly patted the driver on the shoulder and hugged the bag. Shi Zi jumped out of bed, ran to the small shop by the roadside in three steps and two steps, and didn't know what to say to him, when the owner of the small shop picked up the phone and pressed a few numbers, talking into the microphone. He yelled a few words, it sounded like a local dialect, Huo Wendong and the others couldn't understand what it meant, but they could guess from his expression, probably he was sending a message to someone to come out to receive guests mean.

The old Chinese doctor walked back to the car and sat in the car after making the phone call. He took the beef jerky he bought on the road, gnawed it hard, and slowly swallowed it while grinding his molars. He occasionally drank some water to moisten his throat. They are completely out of the situation.

After a while, a bald monk in a shabby blue robe ran over, with a pair of clogs on his feet, his cheeks were red, and he looked very excited.

"Hehehe, you wretched doctor, why did you come to me so suddenly? Did you bring any good wine? Oh, I knew you did. Haha, I can already smell it." The great monk rubbed his hands together, The face is salivating and can't wait.

The old Chinese doctor waved his hand, took Tan Laobaigan from the car and dangled it on the tip of his nose, seeing that he was so intoxicated that he was going to be dizzy, so he said slowly: "I'm here to ask you for help this time," he said into the car Nu Nuzui said again: "The child has been poisoned, and now I am waiting for your help."

The great monk's complexion changed, and he immediately withdrew his vulgar salivating look, waved his hands, and said, "Let's go slowly," turned around and left.

The old Chinese doctor didn't care about the old Bai in his hand, so he directly showed the half-bound book in his pocket, raised it at him, and said loudly: "Wait a minute, old bald donkey, why don't you read this before you talk about it? What are you hurrying to do?"

The old monk was not an old monk at first, but an ordinary person who wandered around and was obsessed with studying medicine. It's just that he was old and tired from walking, so he had the idea of ​​finding a place to live. He would be that remote local The old monks in the temple are nothing more than because there is no money for food and lodging there, and they can usually receive some incense money.Poof, the truth is out.

Sure enough, the old monk hesitated for a few seconds, turned around, and walked back. His eyes lit up when he saw the dim page, and he didn't care about the shame he gave others before, so he took it over and looked through it.

The more he looked at it, the brighter his eyes became. After flipping through it a few times, he didn't bother to say anything, so he just waved his hand and asked them to follow him back to his residence.

The temple he served was actually nothing more than a small one-story house paved with blue bricks. The place was not big, but the incense was full of incense, and the villagers who came and went would greet him respectfully when they saw him.

Huo Wendong and his group felt that they seemed to have a sense of space-time chaos, and their whole body was filled with a strange sense of disobedience.

The old Chinese doctor was no stranger to it. After telling them to put down their luggage, they dragged the old monk along to study. Zhou Ran was ordered by the old monk to carry him to his guest room. After a few words with the old Chinese doctor , frowning and looking at Zhou Ran's current situation, looking at his entire blackened face, his brows could not help but frown even tighter, but when he felt his pulse, he found strangely that the pulse of the young man in front of him was actually quite stable , did not appear to be killed immediately or about to die, it seemed that the heart veins were well protected, and it was not corroded by the large amount of hallucinogens, so it could be saved.

"Okay, okay, this child can't die, so don't cling to me, there is so little air in the first place, so it's just trying to suffocate me," the old monk rubbed the thread-bound book in his arms twice, dissatisfied. Concerned, he got up and said, and went out with a bumpy pace.

Everyone looked at each other, but the old Chinese doctor knew his old friend, laughed and said: "It's okay, since he said so, I will definitely help you rescue Zhou Ran."

Lin Lang and Assistant Xiao Wang looked at each other, and they both left the room one after another, leaving some space for their boss and Zhou Ran.

Huo Wendong stood silently and looked at Zhou Ran. After a long time, he turned around and went out to call Zhou Huaning. They came in a hurry in the morning, and they only had time to call and tell her before they drove here in a hurry. Now If you find someone to treat your illness, you have to call her and let her know.

The old monk walked in front, and the old Chinese doctor ran behind. He was worried about Zhou Ran's condition in his heart. As soon as the old monk went out, he chased him out.

"Hey, old bald donkey, wait for me, first tell me how is Zhou Ran's illness?" The old Chinese doctor stopped the old monk and asked anxiously.

The old monk touched the half of the thread-bound book in his hand, propped his chin and smiled inexplicably, "I'm not going to die." After finishing speaking, he touched the book again, his eyes were as bright as spotlight.

The old Chinese doctor confirmed again and again that he was a bit at the bottom of his mind, but Zhou Ran's condition was indeed serious, and he was very curious about this treatment method, "You said that Zhou Ran's poison this week, what method is more appropriate to use?"