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Thinking of this, the head nurse couldn't help but feel a sore nose. A person who worked hard for the hospital and the medical field all his life could not get a good death... The head nurse quickly wiped the tears that were about to flow from the corners of her eyes with her hands!

"Xiao Tang, look, am I okay? I'm already fine. Now I'm here to see those patients who contracted strange diseases. I'm really fine." Han Jiangong patted the head nurse's hand. Shoulder, said in a gentle tone.

"Xiao Tang, you go and do your work first, I'll take a walk by myself." Han Jiangong said to the head nurse with a smile.

"Brother Mo, please come this way." Han Jiangong stepped aside and extended his right hand in a very polite gesture of invitation.

"Brother Han, you're welcome, please." Although he extended his right hand appropriately, he only made a show of it and did not step forward politely.

The stunned Wang Shuyi and the head nurse were left standing in the hall in a daze, feeling extremely puzzled. They thought that someone at the top of the Chinese medical community was so polite to a young man in front of them today, and they were puzzled. The people around them also looked at the old man and the young man as if they were monsters.

"Hey, head nurse, I heard yesterday from Dr. Li in our department that Dr. Han's condition is deteriorating and he will be coming back for isolation soon? Doesn't it look like that today?" Wang Shuyi touched her head and felt very dissatisfied. He looked at the head nurse with understanding and asked.

The head nurse smiled slightly and said: "This is really a blessing. It not only solves one of the most difficult and complicated diseases in the world, but also brings China's medical skills to the next level."

"Alas!!!" The nurse sighed, shook her head, looked at the information in her hand, and left.

Wang Shuyi stood in the hall blankly. No doubt, she was happy today because she met her idol. But it was also the most embarrassing, because she regarded her idol as a liar.

Hospital th floor

This place has been completely isolated. An old man and a young man are entering here through layers of security checks.

"Brother Mo, I'm really lucky to meet you this time. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do. I wouldn't regret dying, but if this strange disease spreads in China, I won't rest in peace until my death." Han Jiangong sighed.

"Brother Han, there's no need to be polite, it's just a little effort." Mo Wen said with a smile.

"Brother Mo doesn't know something." Han Jiangong walked slowly and shook his head: "This disease is very strange and cannot be prevented. Unless you have no physical contact with infected people, you will be infected, and This disease is nothing when first infected and it is not contagious. It will get worse day by day. When it gets worse to a certain extent, it will start to infect others. To be honest, brother, I was lucky and met you on the way to the hospital for isolation. Otherwise, my old bones would probably be in this too.”

Mo Wen smiled calmly, "I'm so impressed."

The eighteenth floor was very dark and the atmosphere was very depressing. Although there were patients sitting in twos and threes in the aisle, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone's eyes were full of despair. Everyone greeted Han Jiangong with a wry smile.

"Old Han."

"Old Han."

Han Jiangong smiled and nodded to them!

When Old Man Han walked past a patient who was over fifty years old, the patient slowly closed his eyes, thinking that he was just a kind helper to a seriously ill patient and was infected and quarantined... There was a quiet sound in the corner of his eyes. Leave a tear. In the past, Mr. Han was outside developing antidotes, but now, even Mr. Han has come in to undergo quarantine...

In a ward, there is an "old man" lying on the bed. This "old man" has a dark gray complexion, his skin is as old as tree bark, and his wrinkles are no less than those on Han Jiangong's face.

Han Jiangong looked at the patient on the hospital bed and said: "This man was a young man who had just turned two months ago. In just two months after being accidentally infected with the disease, he has turned into a dead tree that rotted away."

Mo Wen stepped forward, secretly sealed the Nine Yang Qi into his fingertips, slowly pointed the fingertips at the patient's head, and then slowly slid them towards the heart. A miracle occurred immediately. The dark gray on the patient's body quickly gathered towards Mo Wen, and the rosy color slowly returned to his cheeks. Han Jiangong was overjoyed to see this, and his performance must be effective.

"Brother Mo is truly a god!" Han Jiangong sighed.

Mo Wen smiled calmly and was secretly shocked. The evil aura in this person was actually dozens of times greater than the evil aura in Han Jiangong. Fortunately, he had prepared to seal the Qi of Nine Suns in his fingertips before. Otherwise, he might have been negligent and caused the patient to die. Direct death!

Mo Wen took out a bottle, forced the evil energy on his finger into the vial, and decided to go back and study it carefully.

Mo Wen took out a pill in his arms and fed it to the "old man", and a miracle happened. He saw that the "old man's" face slowly regained its elasticity. In two minutes, he turned back to the handsome young man he was before. !

Han Jiangong was stunned. The method of his brother Mo was truly extraordinary. An aging body whose vitality was exhausted and about to die, actually returned to a vigorous and lush state in just a few minutes.

"Brother Han, any life has its own lifespan. It is easy to recover before the lifespan is over. For example, this boy has a lifespan of only twenty years and is still very young. It is quite easy to restore the vitality in his body. But if you change It is quite difficult for a person who is approaching the end of his life to rejuvenate a dead tree and return to his youthful state."

Mo Wen smiled and said, he saw a trace of throbbing in Han Jiangong's eyes, and he naturally understood what Han Jiangong was thinking.

However, it is easy to restore the life of a young person, but it is quite difficult to restore the life of a person like Han Jiangong who is approaching the end of his life. In the world of immortality, there are some holy medicines that can restore the old Tianshou to a young state, but that kind of holy medicine is quite rare and can only be found but not sought.

Hearing this, Han Jiangong smiled heartily, "What Brother Mo said makes sense. Even if there is a way to rejuvenate one's youth in this world, how can it be easily obtained? Life and death are fateful. Brother, I have already seen it clearly when I have lived to this age. "

"It is indeed difficult to rejuvenate Brother Han, but it is much easier to extend his life by a few decades. There is a pill here. After I go back, I will take it. I dare not say more, but if nothing happens, I will live again. There has been no problem for thirty years."

Mo Wen smiled and took out a pill and handed it to Han Jiangong. Life-extending pills are also quite rare in the world of immortal cultivation. However, Mo Wen is a master of alchemy. He received Ji Wuya's inheritance and refined some life-extending pills. Not too difficult.

An hour later, Mo Wen walked out of the First Military Hospital. He held a dark blue ball in his hand, and his expressionless face was slightly solemn.

The evil energy in these patients is definitely not simple. The more contact Mo Wen has, the more unusual it becomes. Since he has been cultivating immortality, this is the first time he has encountered such terrifying energy. How could it appear in the main space? , where is its source?