Su Yun accompanied Zheng Ren to check his body. Chang Yue saw the patient and the patient's family left and said to himself: "It's strange."

Liu Zewei did not touch his bald head, but said cautiously: "Doctor Chang, don't you know which set of clothes?"

"It looks familiar, it's a Tang suit." Chang Yue said.

"No." Liu Zewei said: "That's the clothes for dead people!"

Chang Yue was stunned for a moment, was it for the dead?

This time she immediately remembered why she looked familiar when she looked at the outfit.

It's really not a Tang suit!

Many patients, especially those with advanced cancer, die in the ward, and their families wipe their bodies cleanly. Then, while the remaining warmth is still there, the body, especially the limbs, is not stiff, and wear similar clothes.

Most of them are Chinese style double-breasted clothes, and some people wear Zhongshan suits.

Whenever this happens, few people will think of suits.

Life and death are the major events, the rules of ancestors, and wearing suits looks too weird.

No wonder it looks familiar, because I have seen patients who died in the ward many times and were then carried into the coffin.

The reason I didn't recognize it is because I have never seen anyone walking around wearing such clothes.

But... why should he wear dead clothes as a living person?!

In an instant, Chang Yue's hair stood up.

She was a little scared, but there were familiar doctors in the room, so she didn't scream. She looked out the window and it was a little cloudy, but it was impossible for her to have the idea of ​​a hundred ghosts walking at night.

"Lao Liu, have you seen someone walking around the street in a mourning dress?" Chang Yue asked cautiously.

She wanted to stand at the door, but felt that the door was not safe.

I wanted to go to the corner of the house again, but I felt that if there was any change, it would be inconvenient to run here.

It's really tangled.

"I have seen patients lying on the bed wearing shrouds, but I have never seen them running around in shrouds." Liu Zewei was also a little afraid. He thought for a while and said, "Do you know the great immortal in the Northeast?"

"Know."

"The Great Immortal... By the way, do you need to call Boss Zheng back? I think it's very strange, so don't get into trouble." Liu Zewei asked in a low voice.

"..." Chang Yue picked up his cell phone and made a phone call.

On the other side of the phone, Su Yun sarcastically mocked Chang Yue’s statement without any attention. She hung up the phone in anger.

"It's okay, Boss Zheng and Dr. Su are full of yang energy, so there won't be any trouble." Liu Zewei smiled and smoothed out the situation to comfort Chang Yue.

"Stop talking." Chang Yue felt the surroundings were full of yin energy. Liu Zewei said something, and he thought it would be better.

"A patient I have treated before is said to be a horse immortal. It is said that it is the inheritance of the ancient shamanism in the northeast. In order to save the world and help people, the elf and monster who have achieved success chooses spiritual disciples and do good deeds through their disciples."

"..." Chang Yue shivered again.

She is not a girl in the traditional sense. She can be called a friend of a murderer holding a bloody sharp knife in her hand, which shows that Chang Yue is not very brave.

But these things about the strange power and chaos are Chang Yue’s weaknesses.

These days, she was scared by hearing what happened to Sun Xiaomei in Haicheng.

Although the matter has passed and the matter has been concluded - it is a disease caused by teratoma, Chang Yue still felt frightened after hearing Xie Yiren's description.

Today, I met another patient wearing a shroud and walking all over the floor.

Her heart was already so nervous.

"It is said that it is called moving poles in the north, and it is also said in the south. In fact, most of them are what we usually call jumping to the great immortal." Liu Zewei said: "Every great immortal has a different temper..."

"Old Liu, didn't you say that you wouldn't be allowed to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China?" Chang Yue became more and more scared by Liu Zewei's words.

"It was always there before the founding of the country." Liu Zewei was afraid when he saw Chang Yue, so he got better.

Chang Yue was silent.

"I don't know how to do it specifically, I have never seen it before. Hope... I hope Boss Zheng is fine." Liu Zewei clenched his fists and unconsciously put on a defensive posture.

He might have known that his defensive posture was useless, so he woke up and smirked.

If something happened to Boss Zheng, a man with a strong and muscled axle, would he have to put wolfberry in his drinking boiled water. What would the struggle for people who had buried most of the soil?

Liu Zewei was also thinking clearly. He touched the bald head and smiled and said, "Doctor Chang, don't worry. Boss Zheng saved countless people. If it were the fruit position, how could ordinary little ghosts dare to get close to him?"

“…”

"A tips alone can be thousands, even hundreds of thousands or millions of lives. Not to mention taking risks while fighting earthquake relief, saving people under the ruins. If there is a scale in the world..."

Liu Zewei was talking long and proud of himself. Zheng Ren walked in with Xiao Tianci with a smile.

"Old man, there is no problem. I will take the surgery tomorrow and the next day, and stay in the ward for one night after the operation. Our conditions are incomparable to the newly repaired land. We will settle down." Zheng Ren said as he walked in, "Term one night and then go back the next day."

"You are so polite." Xiao Tianci said: "It is the most important thing to go out to see a doctor, but food, accommodation and other things are not important."

Liu Zewei saw that the patient spoke clearly. Although the shroud on his body was a bit strange, it seemed that what he imagined did not happen.

It must be because Boss Zheng has strong yang energy and ordinary people dare not take action.

If I change myself, it may not be possible.

"Then you go back. I'll watch the movie later and develop a treatment plan." Zheng Ren said.

"Then I'm sorry, Professor Zheng." Xiao Tianci bowed politely and turned around and left.

Before leaving, he also "poke" his two sons with a crutch.

When they walked away, Liu Zewei looked at Zheng Ren meaningfully and didn't speak for a long time.

Zheng Ren felt Liu Zewei's strange gaze. Just as he was about to ask, Chang Yue couldn't hold it in his arms and asked, "Mr. Zheng, did you see that the patient was wearing a shroud just now?"

"Oh, Su Yun and I both looked strange. When we went to check our bodies, we asked." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Guess what's going on?"

"Who can guess this," Chang Yue saw Zheng Ren start to joke, and knew it was okay, so she relaxed.

"Don't listen to him stuttering. If he talks about one thing, he can go until tomorrow morning." Su Yun said, "Actually, there is nothing wrong. It's just that the family thinks that the old man will not live long."

"How could it be?" Chang Yue was surprised.

"Doctor Chang, if it were a few months ago, that's true." Liu Zewei said: "A lot of ascites, portal hypertension, and tips surgery are not a lifetime, but the risk is also extremely high."

After hearing what Zheng Ren and Su Yun said, Liu Zewei knew what happened.

"Yes." Su Yun said: "The mortality rate is extremely high. Even if you don't die, if you have hepatic encephalopathy, it is called life worse than death."
Chapter completed!