My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 554
【562】ignite hope

"My father is in danger now, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive."

Kong Mingyue's words were full of sadness. He knew that his father devoted his whole life to the study of Chinese classical culture, but he didn't pay attention to his body.

At the moment, Feng Daozi also fell silent,
He knew a little bit of Chinese medicine, and from Confucius's complexion, he knew that his health was not very good.

But Confucius is already around eighty years old, and at this age, life and death are separated by a wall.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, who can escape?

The Kong family is now in a sad mood and is not in the mood to talk to Ye Xuan. The few people in front of the ward plus Xiao Wang and the two policemen left behind by Qi Tongwei are equally dejected.

Time passed slowly in a dull and oppressive atmosphere.

The lights above the operating room came on, the door opened, and several doctors came out again.

"Doctor, how is my father's illness?" Kong Qingyue grabbed a doctor's arm and asked.

"Mr. Kong, we have tried our best. There was another bleeding in the chest cavity just now. We cleaned up the congestion. The life is temporarily saved, but... it won't last long."

In order to treat Confucius Wen, the hospital sent the most skilled doctor in the hospital.

Such a famous person naturally cannot tolerate the slightest negligence.

Ye Xuan felt his heart move and asked, "Can I go in and take a look?"

The doctor looked at him, shook his head and said, "It's best not to disturb him."

Confucius is now in a dangerous situation.So it is still in the operating room and has not been transferred to the ward.

Ye Xuan nodded to show that he knew, without hesitation, he pushed open the door and walked in softly.

When Kong Mingyue and Kong Zhengyue saw Ye Xuan walk into the operating room, they opened their mouths to say something, but they didn't say anything, so they followed in.

The attending doctor sighed, he was very pessimistic about Kong Ziwen's condition, so he didn't stop the two of them from entering too much, and went in and closed the operating room.

Ye Xuan walked to Confucius's bed, seeing the criss-crossing tubes, he felt a little mocking. He stood at the pinnacle of medical knowledge, and sneered at the modern medical skills that are so many years behind.

After calming down, he stretched out his right hand and gently pulled Confucius' hand to feel his pulse.

The three brothers of the Kong family and the doctor wanted to stop him, but Daozi Feng shook his head and said, "Mr. Ye is not an ordinary person, let him have a look!"

'Not ordinary people? '

'Is he just a young man? '

'If someone dies, who will be responsible? '

'This is a hospital, not a place for him to show off his medical skills. '

Several people looked down on him at the same time, but seeing that he was just checking the pulse of Confucius, they didn't say anything else.

After Ye Xuan felt his pulse, he stretched out his hand to caress Confucius' heart.

"What are you going to do?" Kong Mingyue grabbed Ye Xuan and asked, the doctor was also taken aback.

Seeing the tense faces of the two, Ye Xuan smiled lightly and said, "I just want to see how old Kong's injury is."

Suddenly, Kong Mingyue couldn't bear it anymore.

As the boss of the Kong family, the elder brother is like a father!
Kong Laozi is gone, and his elder brother will shoulder the responsibility of the leader.

Immediately, he shouted: "Mr. Ye, this is not a place for you to show off your medical skills. My father's life is not a trifle."

He thought Ye Xuan was just messing around!
The experts and professors in the hospital are helpless, what can a young man like him do?
Similarly, Kong Zhengyue, Kong Qingyue, including the doctors, did not believe that a young man in his twenties could do anything.

Here, the only one who has confidence in Ye Xuan is Feng Daozi!
Ye Xuan is a miracle worker, maybe he really has a way?

"Several, now is not the time to argue, Mr. Ye is unpredictable, maybe he really has a way."

Unfathomable?

Just him?

The three brothers of the Kong family and the doctors in the hospital looked at Ye Xuan like they were looking at a liar.

Especially the doctors, this is simply a question of their medical level, sneered:
"Sir, if you are not someone from the Kong family, please go out now."

Ye Xuan didn't care about it, and said lightly:
"I said that if you can cure it, you can cure it. Believe it or not is up to you, and whether you can cure it or not is up to me."

He voluntarily asked for medical treatment but didn't want to be questioned by others. If the person lying there was not a descendant of Confucius, and this incident was not caused by his calligraphy and painting, he would definitely not even look at it.

Kong Ziwen's condition was mainly due to intrathoracic hemorrhage, which has been brought under control by the hospital.

The difficulty was that there was a lot of necrotic congestion accumulated in the chest cavity. These congestions seriously affected Confucius's organ functions, and the supply of Qi and blood was not enough, which made Mr. Kong unconscious.

If it takes a long time, the breath will disappear and you will die.

Kong Mingyue is the eldest in the family. As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father, and he has the most authority in the family.

At this moment, after hearing Ye Xuan's words, anger welled up in his heart, the young man's words were too arrogant, his father was lying on the hospital bed, and he didn't care whether he agreed or not.

But when he saw Confucius who was unconscious on the hospital bed, he suppressed his anger with force.

"Human life is at stake, don't bully me, young man!"

He has worked hard in the business world for decades, and now he is standing with his hands behind his back, his face is gloomy, and he has a lot of momentum.

Kong Qingyue, who had been silent all this time, sneered, stood up and said, "Mr. Ye, don't mention my medical treatment again. My father decided that it would be impossible to hand it over to a stranger for free diagnosis and treatment."

His words were firm, obviously full of doubts about Ye Xuan.

Immediately, everyone around looked at Ye Xuan with the eyes of a liar.

The boss of the Kong family said angrily at this time: "Mr. Ye, human life is at stake. I will pay for your work. Please don't make trouble for me."

He felt that Ye Xuan's entanglement was because of his stolen calligraphy and painting.

Only Feng Daozi still firmly believed in Ye Xuan, he stared at Ye Xuan and said in a deep voice:
"Mr. Ye, are you really sure?"

Ye Xuan nodded lightly and didn't speak, he didn't need to explain to anyone.

"Bah, just blow it!"

The surrounding doctors didn't believe Ye Xuan's words at all. After two rescues in the hospital, they had a complete understanding of Kong Ziwen's situation.

Their top-notch hospital has the most advanced equipment, and all kinds of domestic and international medical professors are helpless, but now this 20-year-old young man in front of him actually says that he can heal, how can he believe this after practicing medicine for nearly 30 years.

Seeing Ye Xuan nodding, Feng Daozi no longer hesitated, but said to the doctor:

"Doctor, are you helpless?"

He believed in Ye Xuan in his heart, but in order to convince others, especially the Kong family, he could only ask this way.

The doctor glanced at Confucius on the hospital bed, and nodded: "Indeed, Mr. Kong won't last long in this way."

Feng Daozi listened, looked at the expressionless Ye Xuan, and at the three Kong brothers who looked sad, and said solemnly:

"The matter has come to this, and a dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor. How about letting Mr. Ye try it? Maybe he really has the art of returning to heaven?"

(End of this chapter)