< img height="1" width="1" style="display:none" src="https://www.facebook.com/tr?id=433806094867034&ev=PageView&noscript=1" />

Text:

Comment:

Home > Fantasy > Demons Beside You > Chapter 368

Chapter 368

Words:1641Update:22/06/26 13:11:04

Report

"Sure." Chen Zhao nodded.

"Nonsense." Anse sneered. "You don't know anything about the patient's condition."

Faur was also worried. "Chen, do you really have a solution? Don't force yourself. "

Chen Zhao had been clueless the last two times he'd come to examine Wate.

Therefore, she was worried that Chen Zhao might have said that to help her out of trouble.

"I'm here today to wake the patient," Chen Zhao said. "Ms. Suma, if your father loses a portion of his memory because of this, will you be able to accept it?"

"Yes, I can … As long as he can wake up, I don't care if he remembers me or not. I want him to wake up and not lie on the bed like a withered corpse."

"Ms. Suma, he's lying to you." Anse wanted to convince Suma to stand on his side.

"What if I succeed?"

"Then I'll resign," Anse said resolutely.

"Don't. That's boring. Let's be more practical. If I win, I'll give you your salary this month. How about that?"

Everyone's expression turned strange. You're so good at medicine. Do you really need someone else's salary?

"What if you can't do it?"

"I'll pay you how much your salary is this month."

"I don't need your money. I just want you to never step into Chantilly Hospital again."

"Sure." Chen Zhao shrugged. "Can you prepare a room for me? I don't need an operating room. I just want an absolutely quiet room. Also … I don't want any cameras. "

"I'll allow it," Tim Waltz said.



Wate was pushed into an intensive care ward. Faur stood at the door. "Chen, are you sure you don't need help? Or some equipment? "

"No. Before I come out, please don't disturb me." With that, Chen Zhao closed the door.

Tim Waltz also wanted to see if Chen Zhao could really wake up a vegetable.

"Blackie, pull his soul out."

Blackie pulled Wate's soul out. A wooden figure appeared before Chen Zhao.

"Blackie, give me a soul fragment."

Chen Zhao took a soul fragment from Blackie and started extracting the soul's essence.

After the death of the physical body, the soul would leave the body and gradually lose its sense of self and memories.

This was the exact opposite of the souls that remained in the human world. The souls that remained in the human world were formed from the obsessions of humans, and were the most memorable part of the soul.

This kind of obsession also deeply affected the actions of the soul. Because of this overly deep consciousness, their actions were extreme or even extreme. That was why most of the souls that remained in the human world were called evil spirits.

Blackie's soul fragments were all fragments of evil spirits. Of course, these fragments couldn't be pieced together like building blocks to form a complete soul.

However, through tempering, one could extract the soul essence from the fragments.

For a soul, soul essence was the purest form of nourishment.

This was especially true for damaged souls. Soul essence could heal their damaged parts.

After using a dozen or so soul fragments, the soul essence extracted had already filled a small bottle.

Chen Zhao poured the soul essence onto Wate's head. Then he cast a spell so that the soul essence could fuse with Wate's soul faster.

Under the nourishment of the soul essence, Wate's soul suddenly reacted.

It was like he was enjoying something … addictive.

"It's not completely healed," Blackie said. "There are still some cracks in his soul."

One bottle of soul essence wasn't enough to completely heal Wate's soul.

Chen Zhao extracted another bottle of soul essence and used the same trick. Wate's soul suddenly woke up.

He looked around. "Where am I?"

"Okay, I'll send him back into his body."

Blackie grabbed Wate's soul and forcefully stuffed it into his body.

"Ah!"

Suma immediately broke through the door and charged in.

"Dad." Suma looked at her father who was sitting on the bed in excitement.

"Who are you?" Wate asked in confusion.

"Dad, it's me. I'm Suma."

"Impossible. Suma's only eight. Who are you? Why am I here? "

Everyone looked at each other. Chen Zhao said, "He lost too much memory. Suma's memories after she was eight are all gone."

Chen Zhao then turned to Wate Leeders. "Mr. Wate, you had a car accident five years ago, causing you to be in a severe coma. You've been asleep ever since. You're awake now, but you're missing a portion of your memories. You can chat with Ms. Suma for a while. We'll be leaving."

Anse Ronan was in a daze, his face filled with disbelief.

"This is impossible … How is this possible … This is impossible …"

Tim Waltz and Faur were equally shocked. Chen Zhao had actually woken up a vegetable that'd been asleep for five years.

Awakening a vegetable wasn't an exception, but in most cases, they'd sleep until they died!

Current medicine couldn't actively awaken a vegetable whose brain had stopped moving.

Of course, stopping the brain didn't mean brain death.

The two were different concepts. When the brain stopped moving, it meant that thoughts had stopped, but there were still brain waves.

Brain death was death in the medical sense. It was even more direct than cardiac arrest.

Kathiri was also very surprised. This Mr. Chen's medical skills were too strong.

He could even awaken a vegetable. This kind of active, targeted awakening was practically the first in the world.

"Mr. Chen," Anse Ronan said. "I apologize for my words and actions."

"I accept your apology," Chen Zhao emphasized. "But we still have to fulfill our bet."

"Of course." Anse Ronan nodded solemnly. "Mr. Chen, I hope to be your student. After seeing your medical skills, I clearly recognize my shortcomings. I hope to study under you …"

"Stop. I don't have time, and I don't plan on taking any students. I'm too busy with my own things. I don't have time to teach students."

"But aren't you a professor at UCLA?"

"That's because I can't bring myself to do it," Chen Zhao said helplessly. "I can only do it in name. I've only done one class, and it was for someone else. I was only halfway through when a student suddenly had a cardiac arrest … Oh, right, it's Mr. Tim's son, Hoffman. Please don't make things difficult for me."

"Then can I follow you? I don't need you to teach me. I want to watch you treat every patient."

You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.


Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.