Zhou Xiaobo looked at Ding Ling and laughed at his younger brother nervously, and asked Ru Xiaonan to come up first if she didn't pay the money... His originally nervous heart was even more confused. He walked into Ding Ling and said timidly: "Ding Ling...my brother?"

"Your brother is very good." Ding Ling looked at Zhou Bing who was timid in the quilt and only looked at him with a head out of his head and laughed: "Zhou Bing isn't it? Do you want to jump up alive immediately."

Zhou Bing looked at his mother and his brother, then nodded.

At this time, Ru Xiaonan appeared at the door in a blatant manner. She held the door frame and gasped: "What's wrong with Ding Ling? Have you changed your mind?"

"There must be a rescuer, but he is not leukemia."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the ward was shocked.

Not leukemia? This little guy was diagnosed with leukemia in several hospitals in a row. When he came, he actually said that he was not leukemia?

At this time, a nurse who was changing tags for the next bed turned around. She was wearing a mask and could not see her face, but her eyes were as lively and beautiful as stars.

"Student, please don't talk nonsense here, okay?"

"Sorry, he is not leukemia." Ding Ling shrugged and smiled at the nurse sister who also sounded very nicely: "What is it, I can't tell you what it is. Anyway, I promise to cure him later... Zhou Xiaobo, you are ready to go through the discharge procedures. I'll check it again."

Ding Ling said, and at the same time he released his spiritual power and spiritual sense to explore Zhou Bing, and a thorough examination came. But the more he probed, his face became darker. In the end, he cursed angrily: "A group of quack doctors who are paralyzed!"

At this time, a doctor walked in at the door and happened to hear Ding Ling's words. The doctor immediately said angrily: "What did you say?"

Ding Ling turned around and looked at the doctor, snorted coldly but did not speak - he couldn't think of how to refute.

What should he say? Could it be that the child is not a leukemia at all, but has awakened his bloodline directly! Then because there is no one to guide him, the bloodline elves ran around in the river of life, and thus injured the river of life? Then the doctor thought he had leukemia...

Feeling the woeful cry from the depths of Zhou Bing's spiritual consciousness, Ding Ling became more angry.

Paralyzed! It’s radiotherapy and chemotherapy, and the blood elves are going to be killed by them!

Seeing Ding Ling's speech was distracted, the doctor became even more arrogant. He turned his face and said to Zhou Xiaobo and his mother seriously: "Is this your friend?"

Zhou Libo nodded embarrassedly.

"I'm just a fool! Just take a doctor in the martial arts world and touch his hands and change the sentence. Who do he think he is? Who is responsible for delaying treatment?"

"I'm responsible!" Ding Ling took a step forward and stared at the doctor and said, "Do you dare to touch your chest and say, in addition to the symptoms and leukemia, the pathogen is the same as leukemia?"

The doctor was stunned, but he sneered: "That's why we suspect it is a new type of leukemia variant! This is of great significance in clinical practice. We are preparing to discuss fundraising and reduction of surgical costs for this child. Who are you? A doctor in the martial arts world? Fortune telling? Traditional Chinese medicine?"

To be honest, Ding Ling is too young. In the profession of doctors, experience grows with age. Young doctors' words are not convincing, let alone Ding Ling, a Xibei product that comes out of nowhere.

"Wait for me ten hours and I will get this kid right away."

Ding Ling snorted, and he didn't say much, and grabbed Zhou Bing's hand directly.

The doctor stepped forward and said angrily: "Let go! I'll invite you out now in the name of the attending doctor, otherwise I'll call the security guard!"

Ding Ling looked up at Zhou Xiaobo and said sincerely: "Xiaobo, believe me, it only takes ten minutes for your brother to be reborn. At that time, even you will look up to him."

Looking up? Listening to this word, Zhou Xiaobo fell into confusion and panic. Of course, he would not believe that Ding Ling would harm his younger brother. The two of them had no grudges and grudges. Ding Ling had already promised to help his younger brother treat him at the beginning.

Looking at Ding Ling's sincerity, Zhou Xiaobo was moved. Could it be that Ding Ling really has a way to save his younger brother?

Zhou Xiaobo was hesitating and heard Ding Ling say again: "I don't move anything, I just feed your brother a elixir. Next, it depends on your brother's own."

"Spirit Pill?" The doctor raised his voice octave, and then he saw a milky white meatball the size of a glass bead appeared in Ding Ling's hand.

Even in the ward filled with various medicinal smells and disinfectant smells, the faint fragrance emitted by this elixir is secreted by people's hearts.

"Damn!" The doctor finally couldn't help but swear. He sneered: "It's really a spiritual pill... Do you think you are the Taishang Laojun?" As the doctor said that, he didn't want to bother Ding Ling at all. He strode out and shouted directly: "Security! Drag this madman out!"

Ding Ling was stunned, and he said angrily: "Another arguing, you are numb! How many minutes will I die?"

Just when the doctor was stunned, he bent down arbitrarily, opened his mouth and pinched Zhou Bing's cheek, and the pill was swallowed by the little boy.

Looking at the boy's horrified eyes, Ding Ling used a voice to enter the spirit and said, "Don't be afraid, I gave you a elixir just now. You are really not leukemia, but you have awakened your bloodline - a very complicated good thing. I will use my spiritual sense to spread something to you later. Don't shout and do it directly as I said, okay?"

The boy looked at Ding Ling's sincere eyes and nodded hesitantly.

Ding Ling took a breath and began to guide the effect of the medicine.

At this time, several security guards heard the doctor's call and rushed into the ward immediately. For a moment, the ward jumped up in a mess.

"Drag him out!" The doctor looked at Ding Ling pointing constantly on the boy's chest. He was angry and angry, and roared at Zhou Xiaobo: "I warn you! If something goes wrong, the hospital will not be responsible!"

Ru Xiaonan, who had been paying attention to Ding Ling, finally came to her senses. She stood behind Ding Ling, opened her arms and said, "Don't come over! I believe him! Xiaobo, give Ding Ling some time, I believe your brother will be fine!"

When Ru Xiaonan showed up, the security guards who were about to drag Ding Ling hesitated. They looked at the doctor and didn't know if they should drag the girl out too.

The doctor laughed furiously. He looked at Zhou Xiaobo, who had been in hesitation and confusion and sneered: "Okay, okay! I'll wait, see if your brother can be cured by the hospital or this charlatan! Damn it! It's so funny!"

Ding Ling just sneered when he heard this. The more he guided the medicine, the more he felt that the child was lucky. If he hadn't met him, not to mention that the bone marrow could not be cured well, even if he changed the bone marrow, the child would definitely become a mediocre person.

A few minutes later, after the medicine was guided, Zhou Bing's face gradually turned red from whiteness. At this time, Ding Ling bent down again, and with a sense of consciousness, he passed Peiyuanlu to him.

The boy felt something suddenly appearing in his head, and he looked at Ding Ling in surprise.

Ding Ling turned around and sneered at the doctor: "Okay, take this child to check up. If he recovers, he will be discharged from the hospital immediately!"
Chapter completed!