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 self-injury policy, 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 were 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 changed suddenly when they heard this. They really didn't expect that there was 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 one 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 if 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's the solution? 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 Ming and Qing Dynasties in the past!"
"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!"