183 The patient is good, the doctor is not good 【Happy New Year's Eve】
Seeing that something was wrong with the new name Rentaro, the attending doctor quickly went to look through the medicine box. Hanyu Qing'an was a little confused. What happened to the three words he had just spoken with such power?
"Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you?" Niina Kahori quickly stepped forward to help Niina Rentaro.
Mrs. Xinming's face didn't look too anxious, but more sad. She choked up and said:
"Your father was diagnosed with cancer last month. The doctor said he didn't have much time left, so he came here and said he wanted to make up for his regrets before he died."
Just when Xianna Xiangbaoli was about to ask what she regretted, the attending doctor over there spoke.
"Madam, Mr. Shinname's current condition is not due to cancer, but because he is too excited, his blood pressure rises too fast, and his body is too weak."
"Ah?" Mrs. Xinming was confused. Isn't it cancer? Why is she high blood pressure again?
The doctor was also anxious. Seeing that the condition of his newly named Rentaro was getting worse and worse, he could only choose the first aid method of bloodletting from his fingertips.
Although this method has the risk of cerebral infarction and will make the patient weaker, since the cancer is only a few days away anyway, this risk can be ignored.
This method worked quickly. As the bright red blood dropped from the fingertips of the newly named Rentaro, his whole body slowly calmed down, and the unnatural redness on his face gradually faded away, returning to paleness again.
Shinname Rentaro became like this after Hanyu Qingyasu finished speaking, so he couldn't leave it alone, so he asked: "Doctor, is Mr. Shinname's current condition suitable for replenishing his vitality?"
The doctor was a little confused and thought he was talking about nutritional supplements. While preparing the suspension bottle, he replied: "Of course, I am about to inject him with intravenous nutritional solution now."
"It's better for me to do it, my method will be more effective."
After Hanyu Qing'an finished speaking, he didn't care that the doctor, who had the same hairstyle as Dr. Agasa, was confused, and directly changed into the onmyoji's costume.
When everyone was stunned, with a shot of [Spell·Sheng], everyone suddenly had a blue talisman on their body.
The needle in the doctor's hand was about to be inserted into the new name Rentaro's blood vessel, but something obviously felt wrong this time. The resistance was greater than usual, causing the needle to become crooked.
This is the original damage-free benefit of the [Spell·Life] skill, which has been ignored by Hanyu Qing'an. Unexpectedly, it works at this time. This shot of the new name Rentaro was in vain.
Hanyu Qing'an didn't pay attention to that, and directly used [Word Spirit·One Style] to detonate all the spells, and a burst of life force suddenly filled the bodies of everyone present.
The doctor, who was suddenly energetic and refreshed, looked at Hanyu Kiyosu, who was dressed in an onmyoji costume, with great surprise. What is this?
"Feeling better? Mr. Shinname?"
Before the Shinname family and the doctor could express their doubts, they turned their attention to Shinname Rentaro following Hanyu Kiyosu's question.
"Well..." The new name, Rentaro, had just come back to his senses. He grabbed his hand and felt that he had some strength and could even write by himself.
"Much better... But what is this? That spell just now, and your clothes..." asked the new name Rentaro in confusion.
"It's onmyoji. Brother Hanyu is a real onmyoji~"
Conan had just received a spell, and he was very energetic, and he had reached the stage where he suddenly fell in love with it recently, watching the collapse of other people's worldviews.
This hobby arose not long ago, it started with Hattori Heiji last time.
"Onmyoji?" The doctor's eyes widened suddenly, then he frowned and lowered his head in thought, murmuring, "It shouldn't be, what is the principle of this? I did feel the obvious effect, but what is its mechanism of action?
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"Is it a hormone? What hormone can so directly affect the vitality of the entire body system of the human body? Adrenaline does not have this effect..."
"And how did he inject hormones into the human body just now when he was so far away..."
Seeing the doctor mumbling words, he gradually started to get a little confused, and even his hands were shaking. Hanyu Qing'an had an ominous premonition. Could it be that he had almost sent away Nina Rentaro just now, and now that he had rescued him, he had to send the doctor away again?
He couldn't help but wonder if Conan had to die just because this guy was here?
"Uh...Brother Hanyu, why are you looking at me like that?" Conan looked a little uncomfortable.
Hanyu Qing'an shook his head, walked to the doctor, and patted his shoulder, "Don't be in a hurry. Scientific research never happens overnight. Make bold assumptions and verify slowly. Don't be in a hurry. Relax and clear your mind first...
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In order to avoid killing himself, Hanyu Kiyosu, an onmyoji, had to use a scientific research attitude to persuade this arrogant doctor who insisted on using his existing knowledge system to explain onmyoji.
"It feels like something is weird..." Mao Lilan bent down and whispered to Conan.
Conan chuckled dryly, "It does look weird, but Brother Hanyu is right, science is a research method, not the sum of existing technical knowledge."
"As long as humans continue to exist, sooner or later, new scientific research results will be able to explain Onmyoji."
Conan said this mostly to comfort himself. Although science still exists, his worldview has been completely shattered, which is irreversible.
Mao Lilan looked at him strangely, "Conan, how do you know so much?"
Conan suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. He was so distracted that he almost got exposed again. He quickly tried to be cute and said, "Haha, I saw these on TV~"
"Oh, Yuzi seems to have been following TV to learn how to read. She also looks much smarter than her peers."
Mao Lilan nodded thoughtfully, and began to wonder whether TV education was really so effective.
Suddenly, she realized something was wrong, and turned to look at Conan, her face very close, so close that Conan could smell the smell of shampoo on her hair, so close that he could hear the pounding of his own heartbeat.
"What, what's wrong? Sister Xiaolan?"
Mao Lilan asked with a straight face: "Did you secretly watch TV again when I was not at home?"
"Didn't I say that? I told you to watch less TV. You are so short-sighted. Do you want to be like Dr. A Li, who takes off his glasses and can't see anything clearly all his life?"
Conan breathed a sigh of relief, "I understand, I will pay attention to it in the future, and I won't dare to do it next time."
Over there, the doctor finally got out of the dead end of his thinking under the amateur psychological counseling of Hanyu Qingyasu. He seemed to have a good temper with his new name, Rentaro, and there was a good reason for their good relationship.
"Can this kind of yin-yang technique play a role in the treatment of cancer?" The doctor was still thinking about his new name, Rentaro, and began to discuss the medical significance of yin-yang technique to replenish vitality with Hanyu Kiyosu.