Rebirth of the Urban Cultivator

The doctor said that the child was beaten and became stupid.

She followed Zhou Yi from a distance, and occasionally wondered, could this child be beaten and become stupid? Of course, appearance is everything. If Zhou Yi looked ugly, she would definitely not be interested.

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At this time, there was silence in a special care ward.

The dean, vice dean, first-level experts, chief doctors and several other top people in the hospital stood there silently.

Professor Gao Shan's face was so gloomy that water could drip out. He looked at the test data and observed the patient, and he became more and more panicked. In all his years of medical practice, this was the first time he had seen such a strange disease. The patient had already shown signs of the five declines of heaven and man. He was not far from death.

Beside the bed, a middle-aged man with a square face also looked solemn and waited anxiously.

A delicate girl had tears in her eyes, and fat tears quietly slid down her charming face, but she was unaware.

"Mr. Li, please forgive us for being powerless. The First People's Hospital can't cure your wife's illness. Please transfer her to another hospital." Gao Shan closed his eyes, and this sentence seemed to have drained all his strength. Of course, only he dared to represent the First People's Hospital. If others said this, they would probably be scolded to death.

Although he had expected this result, the dean still felt his body shake and almost fell down, feeling a little panic in his heart. Others may not know, but he knew the terrifying power of the family behind Director Su and Li Wenzhong.

The middle-aged man with a square face had his eyes wide open, looking imposing without being angry, but at this moment he was also trembling all over, his voice was slightly choked, and he said: "Jing'an, let's transfer to another hospital immediately. Since you don't want to go to Jinling, let's transfer to Beijing immediately. Xiao Huang, contact the airport and complete the procedures for the plane to take off..." At this time, he didn't care about avoiding suspicion and was going to use all means. He gave orders to Xiao Huang, the secretary beside him.

The woman on the bed could still vaguely see her former beauty, but now her face was pale, her eyes were empty, her dark circles were obvious, and her hair was messy. She smiled sadly and said: "Wen Zhong, don't toss it. I know my body. After I die, take good care of Qingzhi. Our father is in poor health, so we can keep it a secret for as long as we can."

She looked at her husband deeply, and it seemed that she had something else to say, but she sighed and didn't say it.

When a person is about to die, his words are also good. As the woman gave orders, two lines of clear tears flowed down. The disease came like a mountain, and within a few days, we would be separated forever. Life was really like a dream.

The girl beside the bed burst into tears after hearing this. The cry made everyone present feel sad.

"Mom, you will be fine, you will be fine..." The girl cried with tears in her eyes. Her bangs almost covered her eyebrows, like a delicate doll, but at this moment her almond eyes were red and swollen.

The word despair, at this moment, flowed in the hearts of everyone present.

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The door of the intensive care unit was ajar, and Zhou Yi looked through the narrow crack of the door again and again. The expression on his face kept changing, and he was mumbling to himself. It was a coincidence. After a long time, he suddenly turned around and said to Ning Qiushuang who was almost leaning on him: "Hello, Nurse Ning, we meet again."

Ning Qiushuang had followed him. When she quietly walked behind Zhou Yi, she saw the legendary Professor Gao, many expert doctors in the hospital, and the dean who she hardly saw. She was attracted by the situation in the ward and couldn't help but follow and watch. Seeing the girl crying, she couldn't help but feel sad. Her emotions were flowing freely.

Zhou Yi turned around just like that, and she was scared to death. She screamed in fear. Then she suddenly thought of the situation inside. The dean and others were all in there. She couldn't help but pale with fear, and quickly covered her mouth, as if this could prove that the scream just now was not made by her.

"Who is outside?" A majestic voice came.

Ning Qiushuang didn't care about anything else, and pulled up Zhou Yi's sleeves and wanted to escape. Unexpectedly, the boy's feet seemed to have grown roots, and he couldn't pull it at all. Moreover, the little boy did something that made her want to scream again. He actually pushed the door open.

"It's over, it's over! It's over now." Ning Qiushuang has been in the hospital for three years. She started as an intern nurse and now she has finally been promoted to a team leader. There have been many hardships. Today, she was yelled at outside the door. I guess all the good impression points are gone.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ning Qiushuang wanted to find a hole to crawl into. Her face was as red as a ripe tomato, and she was so beautiful that it was dripping with water.

Zhou Yi found it funny, and said directly without any nonsense: "I can cure this disease!"

Zhou Yi was not lying. When he was cultivating immortality, he studied the art of Qihuang for a period of time because of the need for alchemy. He also practiced in the mortal world of the cultivation continent under the pseudonym Simiao for more than ten years. His self-created Xiaoyao Nine Needles can bring back the dead.

Today, after hearing the gossip of the two doctors, combined with the current situation, he instantly knew the identities of this woman and this square-faced man. He couldn't help but think, Director of the Education Bureau? The richest man in Su Province?

At this time, Zhou Yi was also a dragon swimming in shallow water. In the secular world, an identity like Director Su should be of some use, right?

The ward, which had become noisy and noisy because of their appearance, suddenly became silent. It was as if everyone was suddenly strangled by the hand of God.

The dean swallowed all the nonsense in his mouth.

Everyone stared blankly at this kid who seemed like an alien. This disease? Can he cure it?

The girl beside the bed stopped crying and stared at Zhou Yi who suddenly appeared. Seeing him nodding to her with the car keys in his hand, she couldn't help but be more confused. Robbers came to return the car? She didn't have time to call the police because her mother's matter was urgent. Are robbers so bold now?

No, what did he say? He said he could cure her mother's disease? In an instant, her heart seemed to be grasped by something and suddenly stopped beating...

"Little friend, do you mean you can cure this lady's disease?" The first person to speak was Gao Shan, a special expert known as the ghost-seeing expert. His face changed countless expressions in an instant, including shock, disbelief, anger, grievance, and so on.

There was indeed grievance. He thought that a generation of famous doctors could not see the disease. A young man with a beard on his mouth that was not hard said that he could cure this disease. What a joke?

You know, the three seemingly simple words "can cure the disease" are so ridiculous, as ridiculous as a man washing his gun in a women's bathhouse when everyone is taking a bath.

You have to know that it is not easy for a doctor to be qualified to treat and save lives. Even if you graduated from a prestigious university, started as an intern, and were lucky enough to be retained by the hospital, after experiencing the ups and downs of life for many years, you might only be given a chance to perform surgery, and you still have to take exams, and keep taking exams. Who the hell do you think you are? You think you can cure this disease? Are you mentally ill?