Ye Luo walked to the screen and looked at the situation inside.
He had some idea of Du Jiusheng's physical condition. Not only could it be cured without medicine, at least it couldn't be cured with ordinary methods, and the treatment process was extremely risky.
If there is really someone who can cure him, then Ye Luo would like to meet such a capable person.
There are three people in white coats on the screen, one is the attending doctor and two are the assistants. Du Jiusheng is lying on the operating table. A cut has been made on the spine of his back, and a dozen silver needles have been inserted into his back.
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Ye Luo nodded at first, then slowly frowned.
"What's wrong?" Lingxia on the side noticed the change in Ye Luo's expression.
Ye Luo did not answer, but continued to observe for a while, and then said: "If the treatment continues like this, Du Jiusheng will be paralyzed or even die."
"What?"
Hearing Ye Luo's words, the expressions of everyone at the scene changed instantly, especially the young man standing at the door of the treatment room, who instantly looked at Ye Luo with two sharp eyes.
Ye Luo looked at each other and could feel the anger in his eyes, but Ye Luo didn't care because what he said was the truth.
"What did you say?" The middle-aged woman spoke first, looking at Ye Luo with eyes full of evil.
"I said, if he continues to be treated like this, he will be paralyzed or even die." Ye Luo replied neither humble nor overbearing.
"That's nonsense. That's Doctor Mo. He is the best doctor in China today. How can you, a young boy like you, be allowed to question him wantonly?" The woman looked at Sub-Zero: "Sub-Zero, who is this boy?"
Before, when Ye Luo appeared with Lingxiao, the woman didn't think much about it. She just thought that Yeluo was one of Lingxiao's followers or bodyguards. After all, Lingxiao had been injured before, so it was normal to have a bodyguard with him now.
But now it seems that it is not the case. At least, if Ye Luo is just a bodyguard, he should always keep his mouth shut, because he has no place to speak here.
"He..." Lingxia was a little embarrassed: "He is the doctor I invited to treat my adoptive father."
"Doctor?" The woman frowned: "Which hospital does he belong to, what department does he belong to, and what level is he at now?"
Many people have a misunderstanding about doctors, that is, the older they are, the better their medical skills are.
Therefore, even if a person of Ye Luo's age is really a doctor, it is difficult for his medical skills to be convinced by others. At least at this moment, both the middle-aged woman and the man in green standing at the door of the treatment room are very impressed by Ye Luo's medical skills.
Medical skills are disdainful.
Lingxia was asked and didn't know how to answer. Ye Luo was a doctor in some hospital. He was just a hawker selling barbecue on Chenhui Road. Of course, Lingxia knew that the hawker was just Ye Luo's trick to hide his identity. His true identity was
It's definitely not simple.
Of course, if you tell me this, no one will believe it.
But Lingxia believes that Ye Luo's strength is far beyond her imagination. He kills people without blinking an eye. He was indifferent to the hundreds of thousands of rewards Du Jiusheng gave him before. Would such a person talk nonsense at such a time?
She believed in Ye Luo. This was an inexplicable feeling. However, she could not convince others based on this feeling alone.
"I believe in Ye Luo. In any case, for the sake of my adoptive father's safety, I think we should let Ye Luo go in and take a look. If there is really a problem, we can rescue it in time. If there is no problem, it won't be too late to let Dr. Mo and the others continue the treatment." Lingxia said.
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After saying that, Ling Xiao reached out to open the door of the treatment room.
However, as soon as Lingxia's hand came out, the young man standing at the door immediately raised his hand and blocked Lingxia's hand: "My master is treating you inside, no one is allowed to disturb you."
Lingxia looked at the young man with a somewhat surprised expression. Just by meeting him, she felt how powerful he was.
He had made a quick and sudden attack just now, but the opponent blocked him accurately, which gave Lingxia a new perspective on this young man's strength.
The strength may not be weaker than his own, not to mention that he is still injured at the moment, so he may not be the opponent's opponent in a real fight.
"Get out of the way. If something goes wrong with my adoptive father, I will kill you!" Lingxia looked at the other party. A flying knife appeared in his right hand at some point. Looking at his posture, if the man in green didn't give way, he would be killed.
The flying knife is about to be thrown out.
"When my master is practicing medicine, no one is allowed to disturb him." The man in green had a stern look on his face. He was unmoved by the threat of subzero temperatures. It was obvious that he was also a ruthless person.
"Liao Xiao, please don't mess around. This is the critical period for Master Jiu's treatment. If you disturb Doctor Mo and the others, something unexpected happens, and the consequences will be disastrous!" the middle-aged woman said worriedly.
In fact, Lingxia also has this concern. There is no doubt about Ye Luo's strength. Apart from anything else, Lingxia believes that even if he is not injured, he is far from Ye Luo's opponent in his prime.
However, there is a big difference between killing people and saving people. Ye Luo's strength does not mean that he has strong medical skills.
Lingxia looked at Ye Luo, with a look in his eyes asking for advice: "Are you sure you want to continue the treatment? Will something happen to my adoptive father?"
Looking at Lingxia, Ye Luo spread his hands: "I've already said what I said. It's your business to believe it or not."
"I believe you!" Lingxia replied, and then looked at the man in Tsing Yi again: "Get out of the way!"
The man was unmoved.
Lingxia flicked her hand, and a flying knife flew directly to the throat of the man in green. Lingxia was very decisive. In fact, she had to be decisive.
Between the master in green and Ye Luo, he had to choose one person to believe that she chose Ye Luo, and once she made her choice, she would not hesitate at all.
The man in green's eyes turned cold, and a fierce light flashed between his eyebrows.
"bite"
The flying knife failed to hit the man in green, but instead nailed into the wall behind him.
Lingxia stepped forward and struck the young man with a palm.
"Pa"
The young man reacted very quickly. He raised his left hand to block Subzero. At the same time, he turned his palm over, clasped Subzero's wrist, and pulled him back.
Zero frowned and moved his arms too much, which somewhat involved the chest wound.
"Whoosh"
At the same time, another flying knife came out of his left sleeve and struck directly at the man's waist.
The corner of the man's mouth moved slightly, as if he had expected it, and he turned his body slightly to avoid the flying knife. Then he stepped back, swept his right hand from the wall, and pulled out the flying knife that he had just thrown from the wall.
Then he stabbed Lingxiao's left shoulder with the knife.
Subzero's reaction was also very fast. Normally, she could easily avoid such an attack, but at this time, the gunshot wound on her chest not only affected her performance, but the tearing pain also affected her reaction speed.
Seeing that the flying knife in the opponent's hand was about to hit Ling Xiao's shoulder.
Suddenly, a foot appeared on the young man's chest.
The young man was stunned, his eyes were horrified, and he was about to dodge, but found that it was too late, and the sole of his foot touched the young man's chest.
With a muffled groan, the flying knife in the young man's hand was less than ten centimeters away from Sub-Zero's shoulder, but he flew backwards and hit the stairs hard.
Ye Luo glanced at Lingxiao. At this moment, Lingxiao's chest was already soaked with blood. It was obvious that the wound was torn.
"Just messing around."
Ye Luo cursed and then looked at the man in green who had stood up.