As soon as He Ziqin finished speaking, the expressions of everyone around him immediately changed, and they looked at He Qingwu attentively, all waiting for his next words.
"The doctor said that through the examination results, it can be seen that the dagger that cut Zizhen contained a chronic poison!"
He Qingwu held the crutch in his hand tightly, and his voice trembled slightly. This old man, who had been a soldier and fought bloody battles all his life, felt so sad when he spoke for the first time.
"Chronic poison?!"
When He Ziqin heard this, he hurriedly said, "If you are poisoned, find out the toxin, research the poison, and cure it, right?"
"This is a very strange poison, not from our country..."
He Qingwu suddenly paused when he said this, then turned to look at the lieutenant general standing aside. He seemed to have realized something. It was not convenient to say the details. He sighed softly and continued: "Anyway, it is a very rare thing.
There is no...no cure for the poison..."
After he said this, he suddenly felt that his nose was stuffy and his eyes were a little sore.
“There’s no cure?!”
He Ziqin's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and he hurriedly said: "Dad, no, the medical conditions are so advanced now, as long as given time, we will definitely be able to work out a way to detoxify!"
Although He Ziqin often had conflicts with his second brother, and was jealous of his parents for favoring the second brother, he knew what the second brother meant to the He family. Many people in the outside world were even more afraid of the second brother than he was, so
The second child, like him, is the backbone of the He family, and these two brothers are one of the main reasons why the He family is called the largest family.
He has always adhered to the family's belief in self-harm, so naturally he doesn't want anything to happen to the second child.
Xiao Manru, who was standing aside, listened to all this quietly, without saying a word from beginning to end. She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms. Her face was pale, her body was trembling, and tears fell from her eyes uncontrollably.
Sleep.
He Qingwu lowered his head and sighed softly: "The Military Region General Hospital was exposed to this poison ten years ago. It has been studied for ten years, and there is still no cure..."
"Ten... ten years?!"
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed when they heard this. They really didn't expect there to be such a strange and stubborn poison in the world!
He Ziqin swallowed hard and said anxiously: "Dad, you mean, someone was poisoned by this kind of poison ten years ago?!"
"Yes, I know this man too. He is also a great hero. Ten years ago, he also received treatment here!" He Qingwu recalled the past, his face full of vicissitudes of life.
"Then...how is this person doing now?!" Although He Ziqin heard every word his father said clearly, he still asked without giving up.
"I said, there is no cure. What do you think he can do..." He Qingwu's voice was very low when he said this, and the despair in his tone was obvious. He raised his head slightly, not wanting to let the tears in his eyes fall.
He Ziqin opened his mouth and was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
He Ziheng rushed over with a sudden stride, gritted his teeth and said sternly: "If we can't solve it, we have to solve it. We can't just let the second brother die!"
"Second Master will be fine for the time being!"
At this time, a figure hurriedly walked over from the side of the corridor. It was Zhao Zhongji, the vice president and director of surgery of this hospital. He walked up and said hurriedly, "Although this poison is very powerful, its effects are also very slow.
The second master did have a lot of poisoning wounds, but it will be fine for a month or two!"
"Make it last a month or two?!" He Ziheng rushed over and tore Zhao Zhongji's collar, angrily saying, "What I want is not to last a month or two, I want my second brother to come back alive! Your hospital
I’ve been working for ten years, but I can’t even get rid of the poison!”
"Ziheng!"
He Ziqin immediately pulled his third brother's hand back, and then apologized to Zhao Zhongji: "Old Zhao, don't be like him. My third brother is also anxious!"
"Why shouldn't we be anxious?" Zhao Zhongji shook his head helplessly and said, "Actually, we have not stopped treating this poison since the war ten years ago... even after the death of the patient who was also poisoned ten years ago.
Research, but we found that this poison is very strange. Each ingredient in it will not cause poisoning when taken alone, but when they are put together, they will produce very strange toxicity, so this makes us completely untargeted!
"
It seems that in order to avoid revealing any secrets, he deliberately did not explain clearly who the patient who was poisoned ten years ago was.
"Then if you can't figure it out, haven't you asked other medical institutions in the world for advice and research?" He Ziqin continued to ask.
"Of course we have consulted well-known medical organizations such as the American Medical Association and the European Medical Association, but they were exposed to this venom long before us, and until now, they still can't figure it out!" Zhao Zhongji sighed, feeling helpless.
Said: "And the archives from the European Medical Association show that this poison was recorded more than a hundred years ago, which shows that it is a very ancient poison."
Everyone couldn't help but look solemn when they heard this and said nothing, and the atmosphere in the entire corridor suddenly became heavy.
"There is no cure... There is no cure... Is my second brother really going to die like this..." He Ziqin clenched his fists tightly, staggered a little, and murmured to himself.
"Actually, we can't say so absolutely. At least there is one method that we haven't tried yet!" Zhao Zhongji frowned and muttered.
"What can I do? Lao Zhao, please tell me quickly!"
He Ziqin's expression perked up, he immediately became energetic and said hurriedly.
The eyes of everyone in the corridor became bright again, looking at Zhao Zhongji expectantly.
Xiao Manru's heart moved, she hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face and walked a few steps forward quickly.
"Actually, I just told Mr. He that we have been studying this poison using Western medicine methods from beginning to end, but there has been no progress for so many years, which shows that our level of Western medicine still needs to continue to develop and improve, and it is far from reaching its peak!" Zhao
Zhongji said in a deep voice, "If you want to detoxify this kind of poison, you have to find a medicine that has reached its peak, and that is our Chinese Traditional Medicine! The peak of our Chinese Traditional Medicine does not exist now, and it will hardly exist in the future, so
, its peak can only exist in the past Ming and Qing Dynasties!"
"You mean, the only way is to use Chinese medicine to treat my second brother?!"
When He Ziqin heard this, he immediately understood what he meant and asked eagerly.
"No, there are Chinese medicine doctors in our hospital. They have also studied this kind of poison, but they can't crack it!" Zhao Zhongji shook his head and frowned, "The method I mentioned is for one person!"
"A person?!" He Ziqin's eyes lit up and he said hurriedly, "No matter who this person is, I will definitely invite him over!"
"Dr. He Jiarong from Huishengtang!" Zhao Zhongji said solemnly, "He is the only way I can think of and the only hope for Mr. He! So if you want to save Mr. He, you have to ask Doctor He immediately!"
He came in a hurry just now, and the corridor was full of people, so he didn't notice Lin Yu beside him, so he asked He Ziqin to invite Lin Yu immediately.
He Ziqin was startled when he heard this, looked back in Lin Yu's direction, and asked with some disbelief: "Old Zhao, are you sure?!"
Although he had heard about Lin Yu's limelight some time ago, and Lin Yu also cured his daughter's snake venom, he still had a certain degree of skepticism about Lin Yu's medical skills, perhaps because of his potential resistance.
Make trouble.
"Definitely, of course I'm sure. Nowadays, at the pinnacle of Chinese traditional medicine, in my opinion, there is no other candidate except Dr. He Jiaronghe!"
Zhao Zhongji straightened his chest. He admired Lin Yu for defeating the Korean medical sage and curing the strange disease of the little Swedish princess. He couldn't help bragging for Lin Yu, "In my opinion, Dr. He's medical skills are...
If you look at the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the heyday of traditional Chinese medicine, it is definitely an unprecedented one!"
Lin Yu on the side couldn't help but shook his head and smiled when he heard him praise him so highly. He didn't expect that Vice President Zhao, whom he had only met once, would be so fond of him.
"Zhongji, to tell you the truth, Dr. He is right here!" Seeing Zhao Zhongji's words, He Qingwu hurried over and said, "I saw Mr. He when I came up just now, so I asked him to stay!"
This is why he scolded his daughter just now, because Zhao Zhongji talked about Chinese medicine when he was downstairs and recommended Lin Yu to him.
He Qingwu never dreamed that their huge He family would one day beg this young boy who was as close as he was to the He family!
"Oh?! Dr. He is here, great!" Zhao Zhongji looked overjoyed and said hurriedly, "Although this poison is chronic, it will continue to spread. Naturally, the sooner it is treated, the better!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately looked around for Lin Yu.
Xiao Manru was almost overjoyed when she heard this. She looked at Lin Yu with great relief, feeling grateful that she had called Lin Yu over.
Upon seeing this, Lin Yu hurriedly walked out, smiled at Zhao Zhongji, nodded and said, "Dean Zhao, thank you for your praise. In fact, I am not very good at detoxification, and I can't guarantee that I can cure Mr. He!"
What he said was true. He just heard Zhao Zhongji talk about the poison in such a mysterious way. He may not be confident that it can be cured. After all, there are too many weird poisons spread in this world from ancient times to the present.
Well, there are dozens of colorless and odorless poisons that he can prepare by himself in the memory of his ancestors.
"Dr. He, don't be stressed, just do your best!" Zhao Zhongji sighed and said, "We Western medicine have been studying for so many years and still haven't found an antidote. Even if you Chinese medicine can't cure it, there's no shame in it!"
"Mr. He, I know that some members of our He family have offended you before. If you want me to punish anyone who vents your anger, just say so!" He Qingwu thought that Lin Yu was deliberately refusing, so he immediately came out and said with dignity, "And no matter what
Can you cure my son? I, He Qingwu, promise you that my He family will always owe you a favor. No matter what, only my He family can do it, and my He family will never refuse! Don’t worry, I, He Qingwu, will never refuse.
How much are these old bones worth?"
The faces of everyone in the He family couldn't help but change when they heard this. You must know that their father has always kept his promises, but rarely made promises to others. Now he can actually agree to any conditions of Lin Yu, and will also punish the He family for him.
Everyone was shocked.
Especially He Ziqin and He Shan, the eldest daughter of Mr. He, could not help but change their expressions slightly. The He family had offended Lin Yu the most, probably their two families, and of course, the family of the little sister who had just left.
"Old man, I don't need you to help me punish anyone, and I don't need you to promise me any conditions!" Lin Yu held his head high and said with a calm smile, "Some people, even if they give me gold and silver, I won't punish them, and some people, even a copper coin
Even if he doesn't give it to me, I will give him medical treatment. Mr. He is a person I admire, so I won't take anything from him!"
After saying that, he turned to Zhao Zhongji and said: "Dean Zhao, can you open the door and let me in?!"
"Yes, of course!"
Zhao Zhongji immediately ordered someone to get a new mask and gloves and handed them to Lin Yu, and then took Lin Yu into the intensive care unit.
Mr. He on the hospital bed looked pale and haggard, and every breath he took was very heavy, carrying a deep sense of exhaustion.
I saw some bandages wrapped around his body, and the bandages at the wound were stained black and red by the blood that seeped out.
Black blood?!
Lin Yu was startled when he saw this situation. He seemed to have thought of something and said urgently: "Dean Zhao, quickly, take off the bandage from his wound and let me take a look!"