Fifth, the hermit of the rivers and lakes lifted the ban 47
Lan Zhanjiang approached Buick and was about to say goodbye, and asked casually: "There are some rumors in this section of the rivers and lakes, and many colleagues gathered on the beach, and there will be more and more in the future. Can I give you a brief explanation?
Is it really a matter of finding that treasure when I arrived in Shanghai?”
"How could it be? Who said it? If there is any treasure, we should be careful. It's so turbulent that the city is full of storms. Wouldn't you find awkward for yourself?" The little liar denied seriously; "I think someone must be conspiring behind the scenes behind the scenes.
, I want to plot against Zhu Gate and plot against me."
"Maybe." Lan Zhanjiang could not see the flaws, and did not agree with Zhu Tong's words, and waved away: "Brother Zhu is careful in everything, and don't force yourself to stand up if you have anything; it's good that, no matter whether there is a treasure or not, people's hearts are not needed in the past.
As the waves wash away the sand, the Jianghu Road should also undergo such a test.”
The two cars drove out of the trail and Buick turned toward the expressway. The east side was light and it was almost dawn.
"They won't go back to Shanghai?" Zhu Tong asked.
Qin Keqiang maintained his usual calmness, paid attention to driving, and was expressionless when talking: "My father lives in Suzhou, and Mr. Lan has a villa there, which is very close to Mr. Mei's garden."
"I don't know yet. Brother Qin turned out to be the leader of the Shiqi Sect. I'm sorry for being rude; are you coming from overseas?"
“We all returned from overseas.”
"Why did Shiqimen come back?"
This time, Zhu Tong didn't get an answer, and he didn't feel embarrassed. Xiaoxiao started to study the watch; it hit it.
Zhumen is already good at the skillful skills in his hands, and learning these things can be effective twice as much as possible. When the station wagon was parked in front of Zijin Haoyuan, Zhutong's knocking speed and strength were already similar.
Qin Keqiang watched Zhu Tong leave, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The watch on his wrist conveyed some scattered messages: Get some early rest, thank you.
Outside the stone house by the sea, Shengou Wang Han was asking the monks in the temple. When they came back, they found that Taoist Changsun and Magu were gone.
The Neptune Temple is located remotely and is a place where monks who rely on the protection of the Golden Buddha. They have never seen such strange scenes. They are a little afraid of the mysterious Taoist priests and women in black. Of course, they will open the door to see off guests immediately if they want to leave.
"All left? Let's go too."
The Divine Hook King had a cold face and took his men away before the monk let out a sigh of relief.
The rumors in the world are getting worse and worse. Master Wuqing's disciples keep introducing people to come here for a short time. On the one hand, they are very annoyed, and on the other hand, they have some fantasies about the rumored treasures in the world.
At six forty, Zhu Tong came in with Yin and Yang in his arms, and Ye'er came over.
“Go out?”
"Walking the dog, the little guy made a fuss all night and took him out for a break."
Zhu Tong never writes the script when he lies, and what he says is natural, but he feels nervous.
"It must have been a long way." Ye Er stroked the wet paws of Yin and Yang, comforting it with loving mercy.
"Are you really going to walk the dog?" Ye'er looked up and down at the little liar in a strange way.
"What's wrong? Hehe, without Ye'er, I can't wear clothes anymore."
Zhu Tong concealed his panic. His clothes and shoes were suitable for fighting, but not for casual activities like walking; especially soft leather shoes on his feet, with steel nails hidden on his toes; they rarely wore them. The top was just changed, so
A piece of clothing that was torn by the Divine Hook Wang Han had just been stuffed under the bed.
In the early morning, Ye Er had just washed up and was filled with a pure girlish aura. When she explained her lover randomly, she lowered her head and smiled, not knowing what she thought of.
Zhu Tong reached out to hold her in his arms. He hoped to have a peaceful life, and even if only him and Ye'er in the world would not feel boring; it would be great if there weren't so many annoying things.
"You go and take a shower, I'll go down and buy breakfast."
Ye'er felt Zhu Tong's man early in the morning, pushed him away, took the utensils to the kitchen, and ran out of the room.
"Yin and Yang, lying is not a good habit. In the future, we must be an honest and good dog..."
The little liar scolded Yin and Yang, and the puppy stared at his big eyes, looking innocent and sincere.
"You're a liar."
Zhu Tong threw down Yin and Yang, took off his clothes and shoes and went to the bathroom to rinse.
Yin and Yang followed him, approaching the water flow, and enjoying the erosion of the warm water flow comfortably.
"I will teach you how to write. Learning starts with children. What should I teach you first? The opponent, you must first learn to write your own name, a hundred times a day."
When Ye'er came back, Zhu Tong was grabbing the dog's paws of Yin and Yang and stroked two words on the glass table: Yin and Yang.
The sweet days are naturally like flowing water. I feel that time is very fast. Three days have passed, and it is time to perform surgery for Zhao Yongbing.
Before the operation, Mr. Tian Xu and Yoda were waiting outside early and smiled at every doctor and nurse entering the operating room.
The little liar also got Mr. Tian’s smile, and there was another sentence: "Director Li, please help me. Let me go back to the water town for a drink, so you must enjoy the scenery."
Zhu Tong agreed with a smile. Although he didn't look at him deliberately, he felt more attentive to the middle-aged man standing beside Mr. Tian. He was the one who interrogated Zhao Yongbing, and he was also a master in the gambling game. His face was full of smiles and his eyes were flashing.
In the gentle light of peace.
"This person has secret techniques to practice."
How could Mr. Tian gather such a person? Who is he? What character is he around Mr. Tian? A strategist or a bodyguard? The most important thing is that Zhu Tong knows nothing about such a person, but the other party seems to know him.
In the world, which sect is unable to bear it or pretends to be mysterious?
This is the first time that Zhu Tong has actually entered the operating room as a doctor. Zheng Shurong and Wu Zhanming are both very skilled in preparing the procedure before the operation. The little liar did as he did, but he did not reveal any flaws.
After entering the operating room, the little liar was initially confused about his position.
Nurse Xia walked in and made the last confirmation with Assistant Wu about the postoperative placement preparations.
Zhu Tong smiled under the mask. When Nurse Xia left, she saw Zhu Tong's eyes and rushed to a little panic for no reason.
She didn't know that everything she had with Jiang Xiaoyu the night before was eavesdropped on by this annoying little liar.
That was really a strange and exciting encounter. Jiang Xiaoyu pursued Nurse Xia. The young nurses in the high-ranking ward knew very well that every morning, the flower shop staff would put a bouquet of hot roses on the ground every day at 10 o'clock in the morning.
Nurse Xia’s desk.
At first, Nurse Xia didn't care at all, but one day when she went to check the room, Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly grabbed her hand...
That day, after Nurse Xia escaped, he happened to meet Zhu Tong and Assistant Wu to come to see Zhao Yongbing.
Although she has been married for many years, she is single most of the time; she may have had several short-term sexual encounters, but she has never met a direct opponent like Jiang Xiaoyu; his hands are so powerful, and the scars on his face are seen.
It's wild.
That night, as soon as Nurse Xia stepped into Jiang Xiaoyu's ward, he was tightly hugged by a pair of powerful arms.
"How long has it been since you kissed?"
Jiang Xiaoyu's lips covered her domineeringly, melting her struggle into desire.
The hand had already reached into the white uniform and found the long-lost peaks.
Out of professional ethics, Head Nurse Xia was very resistant to what happened in the ward. When Jiang Xiaoyu stepped off her clothes one by one, she kept asking for help.
However, Jiang Xiaoyu's domineering teasing has turned her into a pure woman; this person doesn't care at all about the reserve she deliberately disguised.
"You are a beautiful woman, you are my woman."
For a few days, Nurse Xia kept singing this sentence in her heart. Every night, Guanzhi told her to escape; but as soon as she received a call from Jiang Xiaoyu, she still couldn't help but throw herself into the hospital bed, making her beautiful naked.
The body, the woman who is Jiang Xiaoyu.
His strength and ferocity are irresistible for a lonely woman. Until now, Nurse Xia only knows that Jiang Xiaoyu is a successful little entrepreneur.
Zhao Yongbing had been completely anesthesia and was naked on the operating table.
The surgeon is Wu Zhanming, and Zheng Shurong is mainly responsible for the bone transplantation part. He must first observe carefully. He stood opposite Wu Zhanming.
Zhu Tong thought for a long time before he found a position among a group of nurses: he could not delay the operation of two doctors, nor could he prevent the nurse from sending equipment and placing various instruments; so he sat down with the anesthesiologist to the side of Zhao Yongbing's head.
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Zhu Tong’s duty is to use traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture to deal with emergency situations when an accident occurs, so as to ensure that Zhao Yongbing will not fall into a state of fake death immediately. Therefore, he basically sat there, playing with three silver needles in his hand, which was very leisurely.
In the dark, Zhu Tong carefully pressed the God of the Amber in Zhao Yongbing's ear, drove the Butterfly God bit by bit, and sent the fat moth inside the God of the Amber into his Yintang hole.
After all this, Zhu Tong felt relaxed and observed the surgical process and his exquisite Western medical equipment.
The scalpel is good, very sharp, light and delicate, easy to carry and hide. Among the popular people, many people use scalpels. However, they are not used to perform surgery on patients, but to pocket other people's clothes.
Luggage, wallet surgery.
Dr. Wu is proficient in his technique. If he also uses a scalpel to cut people's wallets, would he be a master? Maybe he makes more money? But he needs the cooperation of a nurse. This habit is not good and it is easy to capsize.
The little liar was thinking randomly. After feeling the pervert, he admired his outstanding association power in his heart.
Such a long-term major operation is like running a marathon, which is a test for the doctor's physical strength; the plan is estimated to be relatively relaxed from entering the patient's operating room to leaving, and it will take twelve hours.
Doctors are really not easy to do; they enter the operating room at 8 o'clock in the morning, and everything is carried out in an orderly and tense under the shadowless light; nurses can rest for the shift, but the surgeon cannot stop, so they can only find an opportunity to take a breath. Wu Zhanming
At the end of the day, I was old and continued the surgery after a simple supplement of nutrient solution at noon. My hands were trembling at about two o'clock. He was suturing several small blood vessels.
Seeing his bargain, Zhu Tong pulled out a silver needle to prick the six acupoints on the Du meridian behind Wu Zhanming.
Wu Zhanming looked back at him gratefully, his spirits were obviously strong and his hands stabilized.
I wish Tong was free and easy. Zhao Yongbing had no accidents and began to concentrate on serving the two surgeons.
In the observation room outside the operating room, the middle-aged man around Mr. Tian frowned when he saw the acupuncture method Zhu Tong used.
When Zheng Shurong was undergoing a sternum transplant, he might be the first time he participated in such a major operation. Perhaps he was a long-term high-intensity work and was overly nervous; he accidentally touched a nerve.
The nerve reflexed to the muscles, causing a certain vascular contraction, and unexpectedly appeared, and Zhao Yongbing bleeded heavily in the abdominal cavity.
The nurse busy handed the two doctors a few precision instruments, arterial blood ejaculation, and Zhao Yongbing's physiological indicators plummeted, showing signs of shock.
Wu Zhanming stopped helplessly and looked at Zhu Tong: "It's your turn."
Zhu Tong stood on the operating table and appeared in front of him. He was a human body that was unloaded. It looked no different from a pile of pork. But this was a living person. He was the first to face such a situation, with acupoint veins.
What's wrong, I can't tell the difference at all. How can I get the needle out if the little liar gets it?
The theory of traditional Chinese medicine is originally mysterious, and the basis is the abstract theory of yin and yang, five elements, luck, organ images, meridians, etc. Faced with such a pile of practical and bloody flesh, I wish Tong to find the needle point with mysterious associations, which is obvious.
It is inappropriate.
While the doctor's scalpel was cutting the chest cavity, the chest veins had been disconnected and the acupoints were also destroyed.
Life is losing rapidly, Zhao Yongbing's indicators have already bottomed out, and doctors and nurses are watching Zhu Tong.
Zheng Shurong was the most nervous, and his face muscles hidden under the mask were shaking; if this operation failed due to his mistake, he might not have the courage to pick up the scalpel in his life.
Wu Zhanming and Zheng Shurong stared at the little liar, but he actually closed his eyes.
"Here." Zhu Tong murmured, and the silver needle penetrated under Zhao Yongbing's lungs and picked out two blood vessels.
Zheng Shurong stepped forward and used blood vessel pincers to stop the bleeding. Zhu Tong put the needle again, but it was often pricked in the empty place and did not touch the incision of Zhao Yongbing's muscles.
Finally, the young Director Li actually used a silver needle to paint in the air. The blood mist on Zhao Yongbing's body and the heat in the cavity gathered faintly, forming a difficult-to-distinguish font shape, and slowly descended into his chest.
The weak heart began to beat strongly. The nurse who was guarding the instrument watched the physiological data rebound little by little, and quietly reported data one by one.
People in the operating room take a breath, the crisis is resolved, and the operation can continue.
"Gaoming." In the observation room, the middle-aged man around Mr. Tian praised softly and stood up: "Mr. Tian, with him here, the operation will definitely go smoothly."
"Mr. Baili, do you value him so much?" Mr. Tian turned around. The person around him had never praised anyone so much.
"He just used the long-lost ancient medical skills. Maybe he is the only one who knows this skill now. Let's go, Zhao Yongbing is also lucky and will not die."
"What ancient medical skills? It's so magical." Young Master Tian stood up with Ouyang and sat for a long time. He also wanted to rest.
"Ghost Vein Talisman Doctor."
"Ghost Vein Talisman Doctor?" Mr. Tian muttered, feeling inexplicably cold.
"It is the Ghost Vein Talisman. I have also heard of this medical technique. It is said that masters who are proficient in Ghost Vein Talisman can save dead people. They are acting against the will of heaven and forcibly act to recreate the veins and clear the vitality of the patient.
. Mr. Tian, just now he was drawing talismans, using Zhao Yongbing's blood to gather the dissipated essence. Strangely, it seems that he was using it for the first time, and he lacked confidence."
"Magic ancient medical skills." Tian Xuyang looked back at the operating room with a serious expression.
Baili Xiao is a health expert himself. After Tian Xuyang gathered him, he became a counselor and never doubted his judgment.
Strangely, the aliens gradually emerged, and most of them had strange surnames.