The demon king wants to hug me

Yi Qian and Chang Li stopped far away and looked at the gate of the villa.

"It's fallen so badly that we can't get in." Yi Qian frowned.

"Can't we get in? Let's transform into a shape and go in from above." Chang Li looked up at the sky, "Isn't it just a mountain villa, and he didn't put a cover on it to keep us from getting in."

"You have to believe the sensitivity of our spirit rats." Yi Qian pricked up his ears, paused for a few seconds, then raised his chin in the direction of the door, "That area is full of microwave electromagnetic waves, we will be monitored as soon as we pass by. "

Chang Li put his hand on Yi Qian's shoulder, "Then what should we do now? It's dangerous for Li Xin to be alone inside, he can't have any more accidents, if he does...we really can't talk to Shen Brother explained."

"Go, take a look over there," Yi Qian pulled Chang Li around to the back of the villa, "Let's find a way from the ground."

The two took the time to trot all the way.

Wu Zhiyin in the villa is also hurrying up.

He was taken to a sunny room with a strong smell of disinfectant and complete medical equipment. Ouyuan was lying on the bed with water hanging on the back of his hand, breathing weakly.

There were still three white coats and four nurse uniforms standing in the room.

Wu Zhiyin frowned.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ouyuan turned his head to look at him, with a smile on his face, "It came on time."

"Mr. Ou, if you don't come around with me, I can come more on time." Wu Zhiyin touched the drink bottle in his back pocket.

"Tell Li Xin about the situation," Ou Yuan gestured feebly to the doctor beside him, turned his head and lay down, staring straight at the ceiling.

The three doctors surrounded Li Xin with blue file folders, and lowered their voices, "The demon spirit and Mr. Ou's body repel each other. We have performed two operations on him in a row, but it still doesn't work. The demon spirit has now been suppressed." We took it out...this is the blood phase, cardiopulmonary CT, and MRI results he just checked this morning."

Opening the file folder, there was a stack of checklists inside, and one of the doctors pointed them to Wu Zhiyin one by one, "Do you understand this?"

Wu Zhiyin grabbed the file folder, looked down, read it as quickly as possible, and raised his head to ask, "Do you have all the video files of Mr. Ou's inspection?"

"Yes, it's on the computer."

"Take me to take a look." Wu Zhiyin closed the folder, first went to the bedside and looked down at Ouyuan, "Mr. Ou, what do you think?"

"I must merge with the demon spirit." Ouyuan blurted out.

"What if this demon spirit will kill you?" Wu Zhiyin tapped the folder with his fingers, making a slight sound.

Ouyuan's slack eyelids trembled because of weakness, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Impossible, the demon spirit will not kill me, it will only make me immortal... I just need to get through it Alright, that gland cavity you mentioned, put it in quickly...today."

Wu Zhiyin shook his head helplessly, "Why do you have to take other people's things? How can other people's things not become your own, why are you so reluctant? You can't even take your life."

"Ha," Ou Yuan raised his eyebrows, "You don't understand, other people's things are good things, twists and turns are inevitable, nothing goes smoothly in this world... I just want to taste the demon king's demon spirit What is it like, what is it like to be a demon."

Wu Zhiyin turned around without saying anything, and asked the doctor to take him to see the video data of Ouyuan's examination.

A black and white CT film unfolded on the computer screen. Wu Zhiyin held the mouse and pressed the wheel with his fingers to slide it up and down.

After a long time, he exhaled a long breath, turned his head and asked the three doctors surrounding him, "You know what this film means, right?"

It was very quiet around, no one said a word.

"Can he survive another thoracotomy?" Wu Zhiyin stared at the monitor and asked them.

The doctors lowered their heads with different expressions.

After a brief silence, one of the doctors said, "Mr. Ou insists on doing it, we can't help it."

"He doesn't know the danger, don't you know? Are you wearing white coats that look good? You don't need to be responsible?" Wu Zhiyin asked.

"Why do you say that? Can you tell us?" The other doctor was unconvinced and stuck his neck, "Of course we are worthy of this white coat."

Wu Zhiyin pulled out the chair under his buttocks, crossed his legs sideways, and squinted at the monitor, "Aortic thrombus, lung and liver cysts, thyroid nodules, myocardial atrophy... how dare you give me such a situation? He opened his chest, it really belongs to you."

The doctors fell silent again.

With a "bang", Wu Zhiyin stood up, pushed the chair aside, put his upper body in front of the computer, and pointed at the image on the screen with one finger.

A white tube was mostly covered by gray shadows. Wu Zhiyin had a serious expression on his face, "This lung cyst has invaded the aorta. If this cyst continues to grow into the artery, it will completely block the blood vessel. If it If it shrinks instead of growing, it will pull the artery. The pressure in the human body is so great, what if the artery is ruptured and internal bleeding occurs? Internal bleeding...that would be fatal."

The evidence was conclusive, well-organized, and the analysis was reasonable, Wu Zhiyin stunned them.

"But...as long as we successfully put the demon spirit in Mr. Ou...he will be in no danger...become a demon and never die." A doctor whispered He muttered, "It was normal to have a thoracotomy before, and there was no internal bleeding...you said it so scary."

Wu Zhiyin suppressed the anger in his heart, turned his head and stared at the doctor, "I have nothing to say to you."

"Hey, Mr. Li, don't be angry, don't be angry, he is young and inexperienced, don't be as knowledgeable as him," the older doctor tugged on the sleeve of the doctor who had just spoken, and motioned him to stand aside, the latter resentfully said He bowed his head back and gave way.

"You're right, it's quite dangerous... But we were also forced by Mr. Ou to do nothing. If we don't follow his request, there will be no good fruit in the future." The elderly doctor continued .

"But if Ouyuan died on your operating table, do you think his brother would let you go?" Wu Zhiyin glanced at him.

"We haven't thought that far." The elderly doctor said honestly, "Then Mr. Li, what should we do now? Mr. Ou was in a hurry and said that he would have a third operation when you came, saying that you have other problems." Method."

Ouyuan is in a hurry?I'm still in a f*cking hurry to go back and save Qin Shen. If it wasn't for the fact that the demon spirit hasn't got it yet, the ghost would have the heart to talk to you guys here.As for the relationship between Ou Yuan's health and Wu Zhiyin?It's true that he is a doctor, saving lives and helping the wounded is a matter of course, but Ou Yuan hurt Qin Shen, he is an enemy, Wu Zhiyin didn't hurt him, it would be considered an advantage for him.

He lowered his eyelids, pretended to think about it, and raised his head to ask, "Where's the demon spirit?"

"Oh, it's here." The elderly doctor took out a transparent container from the incubator by the wall, which contained a culture solution and soaked a bright red demon spirit.He handed the container to Wu Zhiyin.

Wu Zhiyin took it with both hands, glanced at it, and put it on the table casually, then sat down and looked up at the doctors, "Do you really understand that your current situation is very dangerous?"

"What do you mean?" The elderly doctor frowned.

"You don't even understand? I really admire you," Wu Zhiyin tapped his fingers on the table, the sound was short and clear, "Qin Shen's demon spirit is in your hands, and the other world will not let you go. According to his nature, do you think he will trouble you after he recovers? Also, if his operation fails in the end, how will Eugen deal with you? These questions Have you never thought about it? Even an outsider like me is worried for you."

It makes sense and is far-sighted. The doctors couldn't help shrinking their necks, "Mr. Li, what should we do?"

"How do I know what you guys should do?" Wu Zhiyin smiled lightly, "The trick I gave Ou Yuanzhi was to create a glandular cavity in his body. I just said it casually, but he took it seriously."

"Ah?" The doctors exclaimed anxiously.

"He really believed what I said," Wu Zhiyin continued, "I can't help it."

"Then... what should we do next? Do another operation to force the demon spirit into him?" The doctors were anxious.

Wu Zhiyin crossed his legs, tapped the table rhythmically with his slender fingers, and said after a while, "I have a way, let's do another operation, and when he wakes up, tell him that the demon spirit has been put in, anyway. Whether it was put in or not, no one knows except you."

"Then what if he needs a CT scan to see the demon spirits in the future?"

Wu Zhiyin snorted, "He needs to get you to do a CT scan. Just point to this cyst and tell him it's a demon spirit. I guess he will believe it too."

"Then this demon spirit..." The doctors hesitated. The demon spirit is like a hot yam, holding it is an enemy of the entire alien world.

"I'll get rid of the demon spirit for you," Wu Zhiyin said.

"Okay, then thank you, Mr. Li." The doctors couldn't wait more.

Out of the professional ethics of a doctor, Wu Zhiyin performed a complete operation on Ouyuan, removing the cyst attached to the aorta.

The superb knife skills shocked all the doctors and nurses in the operating room.

Accidents on the operating table are so common, a slight mistake by the Lancet can kill Ou Yuan.

It's not that Wu Zhiyin never thought about letting him die on the operating table. This thought flashed in his mind, and it really flashed.

When picking up the protein thread to suture Ouyuan, in addition to the normal beeps of the monitoring equipment and the low praises from the doctors and nurses in the operating room, there was also Ouyuan's loud pain □□, the anesthetic dose was not enough, and it expired prematurely.

The real pain of the steel needle piercing through the skin, like a red-hot iron rod piercing through the body, made Ou Yuan's heart ache.

"It's okay, Mr. Ou, the pain is normal, and it will be fine soon." The nurses comforted him in a low voice while wiping the sweat beads on Ouyuan's forehead.

Pain is normal and you should experience it.

Wu Zhi's lips hidden in the mask moved, "Ouyuan, you caused Qin Shen so much pain before, I will pay it back for you now."