A scholar’s ​​path to becoming a god

Although Gu Xingzhou was mentally prepared, his heart ached severely: "Master, are you sure?"

The old man from Tianshan said: "Even if there is no snake venom, the wound on her shoulder is still deep enough to show the bone. The spiritual spring water can only remove the evil spirit, but cannot repair the damage to her body."

Qin Tian held Sheng Zhiyu's hand tightly: "Xiaoyu, wake up, don't scare me, okay?"

Sheng Zhiyu lay there quietly, even breathing very weakly.

Qin Tian felt a sense of despair.

"Master, what's wrong with junior sister?" Song Qiran had just finished the copy when he received the bad news that Sheng Zhiyu was poisoned and was about to die, and hurried over.

"Look at your junior sister." The old man from Tianshan looked away.

Song Qiran checked Sheng Zhiyu's wounds: "Junior brother, Qin Tian, ​​send her to the hospital, and I will arrange surgery for her immediately!"

Gu Xingzhou was slightly shocked: "Do you have a way to save her?"

Song Qiran was also very unsure: "Little junior sister's heart has been eroded by toxins. Since the spiritual energy and elixirs are useless, I will use medical methods to save her!"

"Disciple, you..." The old man from Tianshan was about to say that there was little hope, but then he thought about it, how would he know whether he would succeed if he didn't try?

Song Qiran said: "I will operate on her personally. Even if I risk my life, I will save her."

The old man Tianshan was shocked and looked at Song Qiran again.

His great disciple seems to also like...

Even if Gu Xingzhou and Qin Tiandang didn't delay any longer, Gu Xingzhou teleported to the hospital with Sheng Zhiyu.

Song Qiran called the hospital and immediately arranged surgery for Sheng Zhiyu.

"Sir, please." Gu Xingzhou saw that Song Qiran had already changed into surgical clothes, and he must be undergoing surgery soon.

Song Qiran has a high prestige in the medical community, and this is the first time he has used his connections to save someone.

He looked at Gu Xingzhou quietly: "You don't need to ask, she is also my beloved woman."

This was the first time he had made it clear in front of Gu Xingzhou.

Qin Tian already knew that Song Qiran liked Sheng Zhiyu. If not, how could he have silently followed Sheng Zhiyu so far to the battlefield, just to protect her?

"Dr. Song, the patient's family members haven't signed yet." A medical staff reminded.

Song Qiran said: "I have already signed it."

The medical staff looked at Sheng Zhiyu: "Then this girl is yours..."

Song Qiran looked at Sheng Zhiyu with gentle eyes: "She is my lover."

Gu Xingzhou and Qin Tian stood in the corridor of the operating room, while Old Man Tianshan and Mr. Guiyue were not far away.

"Tianshan, do you think this little apprentice of yours can really be saved?" Mr. Guiyue asked.

The old man from Tianshan shook his head: "I don't know, but I believe that the eldest disciple will do his best."

Mr. Guiyue hesitated to speak.

In fact, he knew that the snake venom in Sheng Zhiyu was a poison specially prepared by the senior leaders of Hazama, and was specially placed in the dungeon in order to take the opportunity to kill Sheng Zhiyu.

Otherwise, how could such a powerful snake venom appear in the dungeon?

It's just that this apprentice of his has a deep love for Sheng Zhiyu. If Sheng Zhiyu dies, judging from his appearance, he will definitely not be able to live alone.

There is another disciple of his who is also extremely obsessed with Sheng Zhiyu, and he doesn't know what extreme things he will do.

For a moment, Mr. Guiyue felt gloomy and gloomy.

Song Qiran in the operating room has never been so nervous. Even though he is extremely confident in his medical skills, even though he has undergone countless operations and witnessed countless deaths, he can't take it lightly now.

Sheng Zhiyu was lying on the operating table covered in blood. His chest had been cut open and his entire heart had turned black.

"Doctor Song, can this be saved?" the medical staff next to him asked uncertainly.

Song Qiran took a deep breath: "Follow my instructions and never make any mistakes."

The medical staff had no choice but to comply.

The operation has been going on for a day and a night.

Ruan Lu, who was in the imperial capital, had already rushed over, and even Chu Muyan and Qi Heyi, who were far away in the magical capital, had already arrived by plane.

Qi Heyi and Ruan Lu kept crying, and Ruan Lu's voice became hoarse from crying.

Chu Muyan sat there without saying a word, as if he had lost his soul.

At this moment, he figured out that as long as Sheng Zhiyu could live safely, he would be willing to live without her for the rest of his life.

The lights in the operating room finally went out.

I saw Song Qiran walking out, her face a little pale: "Ninety percent of Yu'er's toxins have been eliminated, but there is still 10% that cannot be eliminated. I used medicine to suppress it temporarily.

But she was seriously injured and lost too much blood, so her life was not in danger. Her blood type is extremely special, I'm afraid..."

Before Gu Xingzhou and Qin Tian could speak, Chu Muyan said: "Zhizhi and I have the same blood type, use mine!"

Song Qiran's eyes brightened slightly: "Okay, then I'll use yours."

"You, the great disciple, have two brushes." Mr. Guiyue said in shock.

No matter whether Sheng Zhiyu could save it or not, the toxins that could not be removed by spiritual energy were actually 90% removed by him using medical methods. This was really outrageous.

The old man Tianshan was in a complicated mood. He had indeed underestimated Song Qiran, not only in terms of his strength, but also in terms of his feelings for Sheng Zhiyu.

He didn't expect that Song Qiran would love Sheng Zhiyu so much.

The human body has a limited amount of blood donation. In order to give Sheng Zhiyu more blood, Chu Muyan exchanged it for more than a dozen hematopoietic pills and swallowed them.

Even Qi Heyi was shocked: "Brother Chu, can you bear it like this?"

Chu Muyan's expression remained unchanged: "As long as Zhizhi is fine, I will be willing to drain all the blood from my body."

"Senior brother, thank you very much." Qin Tian said.

Chu Muyan glanced at him: "Qin Tian, ​​don't think that you and Zhizhi are boyfriend and girlfriend now, so just pretend to be a royal couple.

I have been with her for more than ten years, and my feelings for her are definitely no less than yours. "

Qin Tian was silent. Chu Muyan was now Sheng Zhiyu's savior, which was equivalent to his savior.

Even if Chu Muyan wanted to kill him now, he would not fight back.

After Chu Muyan transfused an unknown amount of blood into Sheng Zhiyu, Sheng Zhiyu's breathing finally returned to calmness.

She is in the intensive care unit, and no one is allowed to enter except Song Qiran and Chu Muyan who gave her blood transfusion.

Before Song Qiran could breathe a sigh of relief, the instrument showed that the remaining 10% of the snake venom in Sheng Zhiyu's heart had broken through the suppression of the drug and spread throughout her heart again.

"How could this happen..." Song Qiran gritted his teeth.

"Can we arrange another surgery?" Chu Muyan asked.

Song Qiran's eyes dimmed: "The wound has just been sutured, and with her current physical condition, she cannot withstand such a major operation."

"I'm so worried. How is Sheng Zhiyu doing?" Ruan Lu looked at the door of the intensive care unit with a hoarse voice.

Just then, the door opened.

Ruan Lu immediately rushed forward: "Song Qiran, is Sheng Zhiyu okay?"

Song Qiran looked away, then looked at Gu Xingzhou and Qin Tian: "Junior sister is waiting for you."

Gu Xingzhou and Qin Tian heard the implication of Song Qiran's words. He didn't even let them wear protective clothing, which meant that Sheng Zhiyu could not be saved at all.