Superior Immortal was Reborn in the City

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But they are journalists, so their attention quickly shifted elsewhere.

"It is now a medical competition between Xiaoyixian and Xuanyan, which is very interesting. We will go livestream this."

"Xuanyan is the dark horse of this competition, and the degree of attention is not much worse than that of Ye Feng."

The reporter left and came to the place where Xuan Yan and Bing Ling competed to report.

In a ward.

Bing Ling Liu frowned slightly.

The patient she was treating this time was an old man with a stroke.

"Stroke of the brain, this disease has not been heard by grandpa."

Bing Ling was anxious.

Stroke.

It is a group of diseases whose main clinical manifestations are the symptoms of cerebral ischemia and hemorrhagic injury.

Also known as stroke or cerebrovascular accident, it has a very high mortality and disability rate, mainly divided into hemorrhagic stroke (cerebral hemorrhage or subarachnoid hemorrhage) and ischemic stroke (cerebral infarction, cerebral thrombosis) ) Two categories.

Cerebral infarction is the most common.

Stroke has a sudden onset and a high mortality rate, and is one of the most important lethal diseases in the world.

The mortality rate of stroke also tends to increase with age. Due to the lack of effective treatments, prevention is currently considered the best measure.

"It's no problem to cure this disease temporarily."

"But this symptom does not cure the problem, there is no way to cure it completely, it is easy to relapse again."

Bingling walked back and forth in the ward.

She had been thinking about how to cure the old man lying on the bed.

Xuanyan is also in this ward.

He looked at the walking ice spirit, smiled indifferently, and then said slowly: "Will you heal around?"

"If you can heal, you come."

Bing Ling stopped and looked at Xuan Yan and said.

Xuan Yan shook his head and smiled: "I'm sure it can be cured, this little medical immortal needn't worry about me."

"The point is you, can you cure this old man's disease?"

"Of course I can heal." Bing Ling said: "It's just warming up now."

"Hehe..." Xuanyan's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a playful smile, and then he sat down on the chair next to him, raised his legs, and looked at Bingling playfully.

"Now that you can heal, I will politely this time."

Xuan Yan said indifferently: "This patient, let you go first."

Hear this sentence.

Bing Ling turned his back to Xuan Yan and bit his red lips gently.

A nervous look appeared on her pretty face, and the pink fists clenched tightly.

Bing Ling wants to shoot.

However, there is no way she can cure the old man.

"what should I do?"

Bing Ling looked at the old man on the bed, his big eyes full of confusion and helplessness.

At this time, Xuan Yan spoke.

With a sneer in his tone, "It looks like you are not good, let me go, let me come."

"Little Doctor Immortal, haven't you understood it until now? Why would your ice house fall, and why would your ice house be destroyed?"

Xuan Yan chuckled,

He said: "Because your ice house stuff has fallen behind."

"You have been eliminated from this era."

"It's like this now." Xuan Yan said disdainfully: "You can't even cure a simple stroke patient."

Bing Ling's cold eyes looked at Xuan Yan tightly.

She said, "You're over."

"Have you passed?" Xuan Yan sneered. "If it was the former Bingjia, I might not say that, but now, only the Bingjia left by you is still a Bingjia?"

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