"One of the victims is Nulang Kirrick's family."
As a capitalist, Chen Zhao had gradually come to understand how sinister capitalists could be.
Even if things seemed clear, it was not certain whether the truth was as everyone saw it.
Of course, guesses were just guesses. Even if the truth was different, it had nothing to do with Chen Zhao.
He was here to return Faur's favor. Actually, the sisters were quite similar.
After Faur finished dinner, the three returned to the hospital.
In the hospital, Chen Zhao saw someone he was familiar with, Sharla.
Sharla had just anesthetized a patient and walked out of the surgery room.
In America, being an anesthetist was the easiest and the highest-paid job.
Of course, a top-notch anesthetist like Sharla sold her skills.
One had to know that many anesthetics were harmful to the body, so the control of dosage was also very particular.
Mosco looked at Chen Zhao. Chen Zhao seemed to know everyone in the hospital.
The doctors and nurses that came and went all greeted him.
"Chen, can you hurry? There's still a patient waiting for you."
"He's been in bed for a month, anyway. There's no hurry," Chen Zhao said nonchalantly. He had no intention of speeding up at all.
A female nurse walked over and said some nonsense.
When they reached the ICU, Chen Zhao pushed open the door and saw an unconscious patient lying on the bed.
After a month, Nulang Kirrick was as thin as a stick. He could only rely on injections to maintain his life.
This kind of ICU to maintain vital signs cost thousands of dollars per day. A normal family couldn't afford it at all.
When Chen Zhao saw Nulang Kirrick's soul, he was stunned.
There was a nail in the head of Nulang Kirrick's soul.
Clearly, someone had done something to Nulang Kirrick's soul.
"Who came here?" Chen Zhao asked.
"Is there a problem?" Faur asked, confused.
"Just asking," Chen Zhao said calmly.
"Other than the attending doctor, there should only be the nurses," Faur said.
"Aren't you the attending doctor?"
"It's not like you don't know that I'm in charge of oncology." Faur rolled her eyes. "I'm not familiar with neurology."
"Other than the attending doctor and nurses, did anyone else come in?"
"Do I count?" Mosco Priest took the initiative to speak.
"Doesn't he have any other family to visit him?"
"Yes, but now all of his relatives want to cut ties with him. Even though he has been unconscious for more than a month, not a single relative has come to visit him."
Chen Zhao snickered. This was basically being betrayed by his own people.
However, when he thought about it, it made sense. For a bit of money, he did such a thing, causing the deaths of dozens of people, and even his own family.
It would be strange if such a person was not deserted by his friends and family.
"Chen, can you wake him up?" Faur looked at him.
Actually, she wasn't sure if Chen Zhao could wake Slave Kirrick up again.
After all, he was in a vegetative state. Chen Zhao had awakened a vegetative state last time, but that didn't mean he would succeed the second time.
"I'll check first," Chen Zhao said.
Chen Zhao walked up and checked Nulang's body.
Nulang Kirrick's body was basically unharmed.
Then the problem lay in his soul.
Chen Zhao moved his palm to Nerang's forehead.
Mason, who was standing behind Chen Zhao, suddenly raised an eyebrow.
Even though Chen Zhao didn't turn around, he could see Mosco's every movement and expression.
He really wasn't a normal person.
Chen Zhao had always suspected that Mosco was a spiritualist.
For spiritualists, if they sensed something, 99% of it would come true.
Now that Chen Zhao confirmed that there was something wrong with Mosco, he was even more certain.
As expected, a spiritualist's intuition was never wrong.
Chen Zhao pinched the invisible nail between his two fingers.
He pulled it lightly and Nu Lang's soul moved along with it.
"Chen, do you have a solution?" Faur asked.
"Faur, go out for a while. I have something to discuss with Mr. Mosco."
"What?" Faur frowned. What couldn't he say in front of her?
"The consultation fee. I don't want you to see my ugly face." Chen Zhao grinned.
Faur glared at him, annoyed.
Even if she used a favor to invite Chen Zhao, she couldn't just let him take the consultation fee.
"Fine, I'll leave it to you. I'm leaving."
Faur turned and left the ICU.
Chen Zhao turned to look at Mosco Priest.
"Mr. Mosco, you're a spiritualist too, right?"
Mosco looked at Chen Zhao and shook his head. "I'm not."
"You're not? Mr. Mosco, you don't have to hide it from me. "
"I'm indeed not a spiritualist, but I'm also from the spiritual world," Mosco said meaningfully.
"What do you mean?" Chen Zhao was confused.
Not a spiritualist, but someone from the spiritual world?
Whatever. Since he couldn't understand, he wouldn't care. It didn't have much to do with him anyway.
"So you stabbed the nail in his forehead?" Chen Zhao asked.
"Yes." Mosco nodded. "I did it."
"Why? Don't you want him to wake up? "
"I did it to save his life," Mosco said. "That car accident almost cost him his life. If I hadn't used a secret technique to lock his soul with the Soul-Locking Nail, he would have died a long time ago," said Mosco Pule.
"Then take it off now," Chen Zhao said.
"Take it off? Are you sure? " Mosco looked at Chen Zhao hesitantly. "If I take it off, his soul might leave his body and dissipate."
"Take it off," Chen Zhao said calmly. "I'm a doctor," Chen Zhao said calmly. "I'm a doctor who knows a lot about the soul."
Chen Zhao didn't even need to draft a lie.
He'd only read one magic book and hadn't finished it.
But in terms of treating soul damage, even Satan might not be better than him.
Mosco reached out and took off the Soul-Locking Nail.
His technique was very special. At least Chen Zhao could see something, but he couldn't understand it.
Mosco clearly didn't use any magic, and it didn't seem to be magic either.
Chen Zhao couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.
But Chen Zhao didn't have the time to chat with him now. After he pulled the nail out, he immediately went forward and poured his immortal power into Churang Kirrick's soul.
The effect of immortal power was very good. It immediately stabilized Nulang Kirrick's soul and allowed his soul to reunite with his body.
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