The corridor was much cleaner, and many people ran out to chase Yuan Zhenxing. Xiaocao slapped his hands and said, "It's like a croaking duck, it's so annoying."

Zheng Sangsang looked at her with gratitude, and the slap was more effective than she wasted. The instruments in the intensive care unit showed that Mr. Zheng’s vital signs were almost zero [Bayi Chinese website www.81zw.xyz] was about to return to zero, and his heartbeat and EEG had almost pulled into a straight line. Two doctors were preparing for electrode resuscitation, and the heart acupuncture was ready.

Tang Hexiang opened the patient's eyelids and his pupils spread. Based on his experience as a veteran Chinese medicine practitioner, he had already seen that people must be weak in the future. No matter how hard they try at this time, they are basically futile and there is no need to rescue them at all.

But struggle still requires struggle, after all, the patient's identity is here.

"A 1.8 mg cardioser, ready for electric shock recovery..."

A doctor frowned and said to Tang Hexiang: "Let's combine Chinese and Western styles. You are hanging it with Laoshan ginseng to see if you can wake Mr. Zheng up."

There have been three or four times before, when a person is about to fail in crisis, it is all prescriptions made by Tang Hexiang. He used a few medicines to force the vitality of a person, which allowed him to drag him to this point. But this time, Tang Hexiang obviously had no hope, so he shook his head silently, took a deep breath, and said let's forget it.

Seeing this, the doctors in the Yanghe Hospital nodded silently, intending to try a resuscitation, and if it doesn't work, they will give up completely.

After the injection of a cardiotropic agent, it began to shock the patient's left and right chests. After several resuscitations, the person still had no movement at all. A doctor opened the patient's eyelids again and found that his pupils had completely spread. He turned around and signaled that he did not need to continue. In medical explanation, he had entered a state of death.

Wang Jingzhe watched from the side without any movement. Until the doctor in the Yanghe Hospital took off his mask and stethoscope and spoke to Tang Hexiang, they went to write a report, and at the same time informed the family members and walked out of the ward. Wang Jingzhe quickly walked to the bedside.

"Old Tang, you keep your mouth shut and you didn't see what I did below."

Tang Hexiang: "Ah?"

"Swish" Wang Jingzhe lifted the quilt on the patient's body, raised his right hand and bit his fingertips. At this time, the person was actually dead, but it was still a little short of it, that is, his soul had not come out of his body.

Tang Hexiang looked back and saw the doctor in front of the ward and the hospital were reporting the patient's death to the people of the Zheng family. He looked at Wang Jingzhe who was stretching out his finger on the body. He thought for a moment and quickly walked to the door.

"Hurry up, I'll block them." Although I don't know what method Wang Jingzhe used, Tang Hexiang estimated that he should be able to wake up again.

When Mr. Zheng's soul was about to emerge and surface, Wang Jingzhe immediately pressed his finger down, and then quickly wrote three ghost books on his eyebrows, chest, and lower abdomen. These are the words in the second and third chapters of the vanishing articles. It can keep his soul firmly sealed inside, and be nourished at the same time, and then block the Yin Crisis back.

However, this method is to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If the King of Hell lets you die in the third update, how could it be delayed until the fifth update? This method is just to force the time he went to the underworld to report for a while, and people will still die in the end.

The people in the Zheng family outside the ward were a little excited. Perhaps some of them were sad. Then the vast majority of the remaining ones were thinking about Mr. Zheng’s death. How should such a huge asset and shares be divided?

Zheng Sangsang's eyes turned red, and his body slowly slid to the ground against the wall. Xiaocao squatted down, held her face in his hand, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers, and said softly: "What you should do most at this time is not to cry and be full of sadness here, but to go with your father and your brother, blocking those people with bad intentions at the door. Don't let them rush into the ward like a group of mad dogs, otherwise you will have to regret for decades and never see your old man again."

Zheng Sangsang said blankly: "You, what do you mean?"

"Listen to me, there will never be a shortage of miracles in this world..." Xiaocao whispered in her ear.

In the ward, Wang Jingzhe was really tired after writing these three ghost books. He gritted his teeth and took out three pieces of talisman paper and placed it on both sides of the body's shoulders and on the top of his head. He asked without raising his head: "Do you know the birth date?"

"Know"

"explain"

Tang Hexiang reported his horoscope. After Wang Jingzhe wrote it down, he said, "If someone wakes up later, you can't let someone move his body. I pressed a talisman below to keep his yang fire alive and maintain it for the time being. If the person's fire is extinguished, then I will be powerless to turn things around. Let's talk about the rest later."

"Can you make him alive?" Tang Hexiang asked in surprise.

"I can't talk about living, how many days can I wake up... Okay, open the door."

Wang Jingzhe straightened up and hid aside. Tang Hexiang looked at him suspiciously, opened the ward door, and people outside rushed in. Mr. Zheng's children rushed to the ward, and Tang Hexiang blocked them directly.

"Don't be surprised by Brother Zheng. I just added three times the dose of medicine. I could hang him again and use acupuncture to arouse his vital signs. But Brother Zheng is still unstable now and has a little mistake. It may be completely helpless." When Tang Hexiang spoke, he was not very supportive. He almost closed his eyes and talked a few nonsense.

Zheng Sangsang's father said in surprise: "Just the doctor said my father is dead?"

Tang Hexiang frowned and said, "That was judged by Western medicine. There are some methods that are not commonly used by traditional Chinese medicine. You can try it. When I saw that people seemed to be completely helpless, I tried it and used it. I had some reactions. I didn't dare to use it before because I was not sure what effect it would be..."

"Didi..." Suddenly, the instrument next to the hospital bed made a few light sounds, and the electrocardiogram started to move again, several curves extended from a straight line, and then the lights of several monitors were lit up.

The doctor from Yanghe Hospital stood at the door. Someone rubbed his eyes and feet and felt like he was filled with lead. Only one person pulled open the crowd, then took out a flashlight to open the patient's eyelids. The pupils that had spread had already closed some of them.

"Are we all dazzled together just now?" The doctor asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!