Reborn Genius Doctor Yin

Chapter 57
Kneeling near the mat on the left side of the door, there are four men between forty and sixty years old, with different robes, one black, one yellow, one plain and one green. Among them, the man in the plain robe is the oldest, with gray hair. Each of them carried a medicine box with him.

On the other side, Shui Yunzhu was kneeling on the mat, clasping the left hand of the man on the mat with both hands, weeping silently; He Ke hoped that He Ke could accompany him from left to right; On the side, staring closely at the four people opposite.

Farther away were two groups of people, about twenty on each side, and that He Kekun was among them. Of course, these were not important, the most astonishing thing was the condition of the person on the mat.

This man's arm was swollen like a human calf from the shoulder blade to the fingers. The joint between the wrist and the palm was as thick. The fingers were like ten-fingered red carrot strips. The entire arm was already black and purple. Still glowing.

On his chest was a dagger with its hilt exposed, and the dagger was on the left side above the heart. Visually, according to the position where the heart grows in a normal person, that place is less than half an inch away from the heart.

There was no pillow, his head was pressed against the mat, his hair was partly stuck in strands and was in a mess; he was skinny, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, his eyes were closed tightly, his complexion was pale gray, his lips were scorched, and his lips were scorched. white blisters.

His breath of life is extremely weak, and that breath seems to be cut off at any time, which is many times more dangerous than a spring of qi.

Can this still be considered a living person?
It's like being drenched in a basin of cold water in winter, Shui Xiao's heart is cold.

Shui Shijiu had never met his cousin, but from Shui Yunzhu's expression, she knew that it was her cheap second cousin He Kechen who was lying there. The situation was really not optimistic.

When the people inside noticed that someone was coming, they all turned their heads to look out except Shui Yunzhu, and saw Feng Liuxing holding Shui Xiao with a slightly dazed expression.

Ke Pan Keyi's eyes suddenly brightened, and then dimmed instantly.

He Jiong quickly stood up and greeted Feng Liuxing.

Ignoring the probing eyes of the people in the hall, Feng Liuxing floated in without a sound, walked straight to the side of the four doctors, and put down the person in his arms.

After Shui Xiao landed, his legs trembled a little, and he quickly grabbed the purple sleeves of the person next to him, looked down at He Kechen's arm, his brows twitched, and a thin layer of sweat oozes from the corner of his forehead.

When the onlookers saw Shui Xiao's appearance, they directly took it as a reaction of fear, and couldn't help curling their lips, and their eyes showed deep contempt unexpectedly.

"Did you see anything?" Feng Liuxing glanced at a few restless gazes from the corner of her eye, and coldly glanced at them, frightening a group of people until they blushed and wiped their sweat away, then looked away, turned to bow their heads, and whispered softly Ask yourself to bring the little one.

He Jiong and the others were breathing heavily.

With a tense heartstring, Shui Xiao raised her head in surprise, and at this moment, before she could reply, a figure shot into the hall like lightning, bringing a gust of wind.

Shui Xiao raised his eyes, and saw the old man who was flying to the opposite side, but the panic-stricken old man didn't even look at the others, he squatted down tremblingly, and felt his grandson's pulse.

In the next second, the old man's hand shook violently, and he knelt down weakly.

Shui Xiao's heart jumped violently, and it hit her chest heavily, and the fingers holding the purple sleeves also tightened suddenly, and he raised his eyes to look at Feng Liuxing in panic, and when the latter met her eyes, he gently nod.

Understanding the meaning in that look, Shui Xiao loosened his five fingers little by little, and calmed down when he let go of the sleeve that was pinched in his palm, turned around again, and ran to the table beside him.

Hearing the footsteps of "Deng Deng", those who drooped their eyebrows or were holding their breath, turned their heads and raised their eyes, staring at the running figure.

The fiery gaze focused on his back, Shui Xiao's heart palpitated, his muscles stiffened suddenly, and after a slight pause in his footsteps, he ran to a table without hesitation, picked up a teacup and threw it to the ground.

"Crack", the tea cup fell to pieces.

Roughly browsing through a pile of debris, Shui Xiao picked up several long and sharp pieces and put them into a tea cup, then picked up an empty cup, and rushed back quickly, passing the four He family doctors , knelt down on the mat, carefully raised He Kechen's hand, hesitated for a moment, picked up a piece of broken porcelain and scratched at his finger.

In the current situation, even if she doesn't have much confidence in her heart, she still has to try.

Old man, Shui Yunzhu opened his eyes wide, but Ke Pan Keyi bit his lips nervously.

Someone in the crowd wanted to stop it, but when they saw Feng Liuxing exuding the air-conditioning, they timidly shrunk their mouths.

"Wait!" When the tile was about to touch He Kechen's skin, the middle-aged doctor in Tsing Yi jumped, but still shouted hastily.

Everyone in the room thumped in shock, their hearts beat like drums, and the coldness in Feng Liuxing's eyes intensified.

"Why?" Shui Xiao looked sideways, and the porcelain piece was suspended in the air.

"You're not a doctor." The man in Tsing Yi peeked at Feng Liuxing, pointing out the biggest crux of the matter with righteous words.

Who said that if you are not a doctor, you cannot save people?They are doctors, so what?Isn't everyone helpless against the wounded?

"You are a doctor. How do you explain it now?" With a cold glance, Shui Xiao counterattacked unceremoniously.

"I..." Choked by those words, Tsing Yi was blocked, and his old eyes glared: "He is..."

"Little guy, don't worry about those people, you continue." Without a sound, He Luotu floated to Feng Liuxing's side.

Hearing the sudden sound, a group of people, big and small, looked at the source of the sound. When they saw the young master of the sect who had arrived at some unknown time, their breathing became disordered, and cold sweat dripped out drop by drop.

Could it be related to him?

The words "You are not He Luotu" that he heard that night suddenly sounded in Shui Xiao's mind, secretly suspecting that his cousin's injury might be related to He Luotu, the young master of the He clan.

"Young master, this is unreasonable, he is not from the He family, he only..." The man in Tsing Yi was so nervous that he almost collapsed, struggling for the last time.

"What is unreasonable? You guys are useless, so just shut up." He Luotu didn't even give him a straight look, and just nodded at Shui Xiao.

Not only Doctor Tsing Yi was trembling with fright, but the others also turned pale, trembling with fear, quickly shut their mouths tightly, for fear of making a sound, and suddenly the sound of breathing in the room became extremely light.

"It's true that his surname is He, but don't forget, he is my grandpa's grandson, my aunt's son, and my first cousin. Half of the blood on his body is my Shui family's blood." At this moment Even if she had no idea, she was no longer nervous, she was ready to fight, even if the person died, she had to snatch it back from Hades.

The man in Tsing Yi stared, his chest heaving and falling.

Shui Xiao didn't care if the others were pissed off or not, staring at him, the porcelain piece fell, pierced one of He Kechen's fingertips, and made a gash.

(End of this chapter)