The two sides discussed it all over the place but didn't find a result. The staff of the scenic spot responsible for connecting with the hospital seemed to be unable to make the decision.

Most of the equity of the scenic spot is official, and it may take a lot of time to complete one program after another.

Xiao Shun lost interest after hearing this, and left the conference room to go to the ward to see what the wounded in the company had.

As soon as I walked to the second floor, I heard a heart-wrenching cry.

He followed the sound.

In one of the wards, an old woman in her fifties knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to several doctors.

"My son is not dead yet, please save him!"

"He is only twenty-three, and his wife has just gotten pregnant, so she can't just leave like that. Please be fine, and see, my son will not die."

The old woman cried in tears. A middle-aged doctor with a thin face rushed forward to help her up, but after trying a few times, he found that the old woman seemed to be sad and she was a little exhausted, but she finally couldn't help her up.

"Fuck, get up, our son is a hero, so we won't make trouble for others." An old man next to the old woman with a dark face was also in tears. He helped her and then reluctantly helped her up.

"I don't want my son to be a hero, I want him to live..." The old woman wiped her tears with her dry and rough hands and said in tears.

"Why do you want my son to go down to save people? Why... Why do I go back and tell my daughter-in-law that she is still pregnant..."

Several doctors showed shame and could not speak for a while. As doctors were accustomed to life and death, they still felt unbearable at this time.

"Grandma, we really did our best." The doctor of the face-slimming sighed and nodded slightly to express his apology, "I'm really sorry."

The old woman ignored him, but stretched out her hand and trembledly uncovered the white cloth covering her son.

A young and resolute face, quietly closed eyes, and her skin was blue and purple.

Seeing his son's face, the old woman crawled on him and cried again.

The face-slimming doctor shook his head helplessly and walked towards the door. When he looked up, he saw Xiao Shun's eyebrows were deeply locked and staring straight at the young man on the hospital bed.

"Are you?" The face-slimming doctor thought he was also a family member of the deceased, so he asked casually.

"What's wrong with him?" Xiao Shun asked.

"Oh, the firefighters from Kongmingshan Scenic Area will go down to save people, and this is how they become." The doctor with a face-slimming face said regretfully.

Suddenly, Xiao Shun hadn't answered his question yet, so he looked him up and down, and said with an annoyance: "It's not the patient's family, why are you standing here for doing? Let's go."

Xiao Shun felt that the collapse was a bit strange. At this time, he saw the firefighter who had gone there, which turned out to be like this. He looked like he was poisoned, and his curiosity was suddenly aroused.

He ignored the doctor who was driving the face-slimming, walked in directly, walked quickly to the hospital bed, and looked at the young man carefully.

He could sense that the young man seemed to have a very faint breath, as if there were no.

Xiao Shun took out the needle box without saying a word and planned to try it. Perhaps there was still a little chance.

"What are you doing?!" The slimming doctor returned and scolded.

"He may not be dead yet." Xiao Shun said without raising his head, "Let me try it."

The old woman's crying stopped abruptly, she looked up at Xiao Shun, and looked at her husband again.

"Are you saying true?" The old woman wiped her tears, and a shimmer appeared in her turbid eyes, as if she had grabbed the last handful of straw.

"Nonsense, I have been in the medical field for more than 20 years, can't I know whether a patient is alive or dead?" The doctor with a face-slimming face was a little annoyed.

As a doctor who has been in the industry for many years, if he mistakes the life and death of a patient, his career will end. How could he let this happen?

"You should know that he died of poisoning." Xiao Shun glanced at him calmly.

"I'm afraid you can't figure out what poison he was in? So is there a neurotoxin that causes "fake death"?"

"Do you know what poison he is?" asked the face-slimming doctor.

He really couldn't figure out what poison the deceased was, but he didn't think the young guy in front of him recognized it.

The experts from the provincial capital just came to see it in the morning and were helpless. They took a blood sample and went back to study it. There was still no news at this moment. Unfortunately, they couldn't wait for their research results and they were gone.

Sometimes human life seems so fragile and cheap.

"I don't know either, but I can try to force out the toxins in his body." Xiao Shun said.

Then he looked at the old woman and her husband for their opinions, "The person is already like this, why not let him try it? What if it can?"

The old woman and her husband looked at each other again, and knelt on the ground: "If you can save my son, I...I will kowtow to you."

There was nothing to promise, the only thing she could think of was kowtow.

Xiao Shun helped her up and looked at the thin-faced doctor: "If you really save it, it's not your fault for making a mistake. After all, no one knows this poison, and the current situation is indeed no different from death. This is not your responsibility."

Xiao Shun knew his concerns, and on the one hand, he said this to him, and on the other hand, the old woman, her wife, and the medical staff next to him.

When Xiao Shun was able to reason, he was still willing to convince others with reason.

The face-slimming doctor pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Come on, help me disinfect it." Xiao Shun handed the silver needle to the little nurse next to him.

The young nurse took the silver needle and went to the side to disinfect it. He opened the young man's eyelids and looked at it. If he had a normal medical evaluation, he would be dead now.

Xiao Shun was not sure whether he could save him, so he could only do his best to force out the toxins in his body. Whether he could survive depends on God's will.

"Help turn over." Xiao Shun said to the other medical staff.

Everyone saw that he was young but looked mature. Although he still had no hope, they helped turn the young man over. In order to facilitate treatment, he had not worn clothes on his body and saved a procedure to take off his clothes.

The young nurse handed Xiao Shun the sterilized silver needle.

After Xiao Shun took the silver needle, he shook his wrist and quickly stabbed the silver needle into several acupoints on the young man's back.

The toxins in his body may have been spread all over his body after so long. It is difficult to force the toxins out if he has to use the thirteenth needle of Yanhuang to use all his strength.

Xiao Shun pinched the needle's tail and rotated it carefully to transfer the spiritual energy into the young man's body. As a result, the silver needle became deeper and deeper.
Chapter completed!