The bullet must have injured her heart. When Cheng Yu came in, Han Xue only had a bit of vitality left. When he fed her a Reversal Pill, it was only able to preserve her vitality.
Now that Cheng Yu was using a large amount of spiritual Qi to heal Han Xue's wound, there were no longer any problems. The most serious problem was the recovery of Han Xue's bodily functions. Because her heart was failing and her arteries were bleeding profusely, the amount of spiritual Qi required was not small.
Even if Cheng Yu's spiritual Qi was very dense, he was already unable to endure it. To use spiritual Qi to restore a person's bodily functions, the consumption was too great. Because his hands were forming seals, he was unable to take out the Reversal Pill to replenish his spiritual Qi. Cheng Yu's complexion had already turned pale.
At this moment, Han Xue, who was floating above the operating table, was still flashing with spirit light. The wound on her chest was still bleeding, but now it was no longer bleeding.
After persisting for another half an hour, Cheng Yu's legs started to tremble. His forehead was covered in cold sweat. His complexion was also as pale as a sheet of paper.
Cheng Yu clenched his teeth and formed the last seal. The spiritual light on Han Xue's body started to weaken. Her body also started to fall down slowly. Until Han Xue laid down on the operating table quietly, the spiritual light had completely disappeared.
"Pow!" Cheng Yu could no longer hold on and fell onto the ground. Both of his hands were trembling as he took out a Reversal Pill from the pill bottle and swallowed it.
Half an hour later, Cheng Yu finally recovered a bit of his strength. He supported himself on the operating table and stood up. He checked on Han Xue's condition once again. When he realized there were no more problems, he walked out of the operating table and walked out of the emergency room.
Everyone was waiting anxiously outside. When they saw Cheng Yu walked out of the emergency room, they quickly surrounded him.
"How is it? How's Xiao Xue?" Hu Qiman grabbed onto Cheng Yu's arm and asked anxiously.
"She's fine. Let them clean up the blood in Han Xue's body and stitch up the wound," Cheng Yu said weakly.
When they heard this, a few doctors rushed into the operating room. Han Liwen and his wife were about to follow them in, but they were stopped.
"Madam Han, wait here for a moment. Let them go in and handle it. If you go in like this, it will be easy for the patient to be infected," Ji Wenbo walked forward and said to Hu Qiman.
"Xiao Yu, are you alright?" Zhao Minglong had arrived more than 20 minutes ago. He had also understood what had happened. Although he knew that Cheng Yu had become more and more mysterious, this kind of matter still caused Zhao Minglong to be extremely worried. When he saw Cheng Yu had resolved the matter, he heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, he did not cause any trouble. At this moment, he saw Cheng Yu's complexion was pale and he had completely lost his previous mental state. Zhao Minglong could not help but ask worriedly.
"I'm fine. I want to find a room to rest," Cheng Yu said tiredly.
"Mayor Zhao, I will bring you to make arrangements," When Ji Wenbo saw Cheng Yu's situation, he went forward and said.
Outside the emergency room, only Han Liwen, his wife, and Peng Dahai were left. Although they knew from Cheng Yu that Han Xue was fine, they were still very anxious, especially Han Liwen and his wife.
"Old Han, do you think Xiao Xue is really fine?" Hu Qiman asked Han Liwen nervously.
"He should be fine now." Han Liwen said with uncertainty. After all, he didn't see anything, so he didn't feel at ease.
"This time, if Xiao Xue really gets through this, we should really thank Xiao Yu." Hu Qiman thought for a moment and said.
"En. That's for sure."
After arranging a room for Cheng Yu to rest, Ji Wenbo and Zhao Minglong returned to the emergency room.
When Doctor Zhang and the others entered the emergency room, they were shocked by the scene in front of them. Just now, when they cleaned up the blood in the patient's body, they realized that the bullet that was shot had already disappeared. Furthermore, the place where the bullet was shot was perfectly fine. There were no signs of injury at all.
"Xiao Ling, connect all the instruments," When Doctor Zhang saw the situation, he told a nurse beside him.
"Ah! Doctor Zhang, look at the ceiling! " Another nurse saw the broken chandelier on the floor. She raised her head and looked at the ceiling as she cried out.
The few of them also raised their heads. They realized that there was a bullet embedded in the ceiling. Everyone was speechless. What exactly happened?
"Doctor Zhang, the instruments are connected. The patient's condition is normal. His heart rate is also normal. It's just that his blood pressure is slightly low. However, it's still within the normal range," After connecting the instruments and looking at the data displayed, the nurse said in surprise.
Doctor Zhang ran over to take a look. He was so shocked that he was speechless. What the f * ck is going on? A person who was already confirmed to be dead was now lying there quietly like a normal person. If he didn't see the wound on the patient's chest, he would have suspected that it was all an illusion.
When he went out, the patient's signs of life were almost gone. Now, not only was his heart rate normal, he had also lost so much blood, but his blood pressure was still slightly low.
Was this really an immortal descending to earth? Miracle? This doesn't make sense. Who can give me some scientific evidence to support this? Could it be that all these years, I've been a doctor for nothing?
However, after thinking about it, although he didn't know how the other party did it, at least the patient was fine now. He didn't need to worry about that woman looking for trouble.
The next step was to stitch up the patient's wound. After 20 minutes, a few nurses pushed the patient out of the emergency room. Everyone gathered around.
"How is it? How is it? Doctor, is my daughter alright? " Hu Qiman asked anxiously. For the past few hours, she had been living in fear. She was afraid that something might happen to her daughter.
"She's fine now. She just needs to rest well. She should wake up tomorrow." Doctor Zhang took off his mask and said.
In the ward, a group of people looked at Han Xue who was sleeping soundly. They were sincerely happy that she had safely gotten through the crisis. But what was more surprising was that the young boy who looked like a teenager had really saved the patient that the doctor had already determined to be dead. What could be more magical than this?
"Mayor Zhao, can I ask you for a favor?" Walking out of the ward, Ji Wenbo went up to Zhao Minglong and asked.
"Oh? Dean Ji, what do you need help with? "Zhao Minglong looked at Ji Wenbo with a puzzled look.
"Haha, it's like this. Your nephew's medical skills are amazing. I hope that Mayor Zhao can let your nephew be a guest doctor of our hospital, at the level of a department head."
"That's not good. Xiao Yu is still a child and is still in high school. Letting him get such a high honor at such a young age is not good for his growth." Zhao Minglong thought for a while and said.
"Mayor Zhao, you can't say that. Ordinary people might be affected, but your nephew is not an ordinary person. With his ability today, I don't think you can find a second person like him. Gan Luo 12 is already an official. Besides, as a guest doctor, he doesn't need to go to the hospital every day. He can still go to school. It's just that if our hospital encounters any patients that we can't handle, we can just invite him over. We will still pay his salary."
"Then you have to go and talk to him. It's useless to talk to me. Although I'm his uncle, this kind of thing is not up to me."
"Mayor Zhao, you are his uncle after all. I think if you help him, he will definitely agree. Besides, this is a good thing for the people. He has such magical medical skills. He must have a benevolent heart. If you come forward, you will definitely be able to do it."
"This … Then I will talk to him. However, this kid doesn't really listen to me. I can't guarantee that he will succeed."
Cheng Yu did not return home. Previously, he had instructed Ji Wenbo that no one was allowed to disturb him in his room. There was also no need to send him food.
Only until the afternoon of the second day did Cheng Yu wake up from his cultivation. He felt that the spiritual energy in his body had become a lot denser. He was very happy. During this period of time, he had frequently used his spiritual energy. Furthermore, he had exhausted it twice. The last time was to help Keke remove the curse. Now, his cultivation speed had increased by a lot.
As a cultivator, if he only cultivated for the sake of cultivation and never used the spiritual Qi in his body, it would be very hard for him to improve.
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