Heiyu's sudden opening of his mouth shocked everyone. The diagnosis proved that everyone had seen it. Although Heiyu's respiratory system was not damaged overall, the parts with greater damage were in the throat and vocal cords, which was obvious.

Even when Su Ke suddenly said to Heiyu, "Do you want to chat?", everyone thought Su Ke was crazy. Now that he said this to Heiyu, he undoubtedly sprinkled salt on her wound. If Heiyu suddenly became excited, it would only worsen her injuries.

Keeping the patient in good mood is a crucial part of all treatments. Suk is still too young and does not consider the consequences at all. Those who question him seem to instantly lower their favorability that has just increased again.

But then Heiyu suddenly spoke. Although his voice was weak and hoarse and powerless, every word was very clear. Every word he said was like a big cowhide drum.

This is unscientific and completely contrary to medical common sense!

Everyone looked at each other with shock on their faces, and Su Ke was holding his hands beside the bed at this time, trying his best to squeeze out a smile: "I don't want to use surgery to treat you, I want to use acupuncture--okay!"

"Okay!" Heiyu's entire face was covered with gauze except for his eyes, but Su Ke could feel her expression now with a smile in tears. She still believed in her. Thinking of this, her legs could no longer bear the weight of her body, and her brain suddenly buzzed and collapsed to the ground.

The "Twelve Taoist Brocades" in the body was exhausted, and the high-intensity consumption made Su Ke completely exhausted. His body had no strength, and even a stream of soreness continued to hit, his mouth and tongue were dry, and the previous large amount of fog took away the moisture in his body.

Now Suk is like a traveler marching hard in the desert, looking around in a daze just to find a mouthful of water to quench his thirst, and his throat is like a flame.

"Water!" Su Ke slowly opened his eyes, looked at the light on the ceiling, and finally recalled where he was.

A figure that looked like a pagoda approached, with yellow-brown hair slightly curly, a high nose bridge like a bulging mountain range, her face was very distinctive, and there was a layer of stubble on her jaw. This is Shen Guodong.

Shen Guodong reached out to help Su Ke up and let him lean against the head of the bed, then handed the water cup in his hand to Su Ke's mouth. Su Ke wanted to raise his hand to pick it up, but his arms were soft and weak, and he could clearly feel that both arms were trembling slightly.

However, Shen Guodong understood Su Ke's condition. The water cup in his hand tilted slightly. Su Ke took a sip with a gulp, and it suddenly seemed like the long-drought land was ushering in spring rain. He followed and took a few more sips.

"Thanks!"

Suk's voice was still a little hoarse.

"You're welcome!" Shen Guodong put the water cup aside and pulled the stool over: "How do you feel now? Have you recovered?" At that time, Su Ke fainted and everyone was panicked, but the room was full of doctors, so it was very natural that he had just fainted without any serious damage.

Su Ke had been sleeping for a long time, and everyone came on a military plane, and there was no comfort to talk about. Then he stood in the operating room for several hours, all of them were sleepy, and in the end even Hai Jianfeng went to rest.

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