Master of Shushan

Chapter 245 An accident
"What? You mean levitation?"

Hearing Ziyang's words, the doctor who received Ziyang's eyes widened immediately, and his voice rose several times in a straight line.It caused everyone in the room to hear his words, and even more so to look over.

Seeing the performance of the doctor in front of him, Ziyang frowned suddenly, feeling dissatisfied in his heart.But he still suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Call your sister, call your sister! I'm afraid others won't know!"

This meant that Ziyang was in a heavy heart and worried about his own fate. If it was normal, Ziyang would definitely scold him severely.

"Consciousness suspension, then you have to go to the third floor. Our instruments here are not accurate enough to detect it."

The doctor coughed dryly, and with a slight embarrassment on his face, he filled out a form for Ziyang, wrote an address and the doctor's name on it, and threw Ziyang out.

Standing at the door and looking at the form, Ziyang is now walking towards the third floor, but when passing the operating room, Ziyang suddenly saw a middle-aged woman holding a white paper with several red prints on it. Typing, holding a girl in her 20s losing her voice and suffering.Ziyang Yun looked over, and the red letters on the white paper were five types of critical illness notices.

"call!"

Seeing those five big characters, Ziyang already knew the reason of the other party's pain, and his heart sank inexplicably.

Maybe... not long after, I will receive this thing too.

Ziyang shook his head with a wry smile, stepped forward, patted the middle-aged woman on the shoulder, and asked with a slightly trembling voice:

"Auntie, what kind of relative is in there? What's wrong with him?"

Although the question was very abrupt, and if something bad would be exchanged for the other party's scolding, Ziyang suspected that he was not far from death at this time. During the operation, people who had a similar fate with me rushed to share the same illness.

"Woooooooo..."

The middle-aged woman stopped Ziyang's questioning but there was no response, she was still in pain.The same girl looked up at Ziyang, and said in the same pear-like way:

"It's my younger brother inside. He was hit by a car. His condition is very serious and he is being rescued. The doctor said, I'm afraid, I'm afraid it's... It's impossible! Woooooo..."

The girl said here and then burst into tears.

"Brother... a car accident..."

Ziyang glanced over the notice of critical illness, and there was a striking 18 in the column of age.

Looking at that number, Ziyang's mood suddenly became heavier, his raised hands dropped down, the white paper form in his hand slipped to the ground, and there was a trace of death and grayness on his face.

At this moment, there was nothing superfluous in Ziyang's mind, only the last few words the girl said, I'm afraid it won't work, I'm afraid it won't work, it won't work...

At such a young age, who just turned one year old, unexpectedly encountered such bad luck, unexpectedly... unexpectedly failed, the desolation of the fate, the desolation of the world is really helpless!As for myself, maybe I'm not far away!
While thinking about it, Ziyang thought of himself again.

At this moment, Ziyang's heart was even heavier than the pain of the two hugging each other.

"what happened to you?"

The girl seemed to sense the sudden oppressive feeling around her, and she also noticed something wrong with Ziyang, so she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then asked.

"I...maybe I'm dying too!"

Ziyang opened his mouth heavily, his fingers trembling, and wanted to pick up the form that fell on the ground, but he couldn't bend down, and he didn't dare to pick it up. It seemed that the form was a plague that could kill it directly. horrible plague.

"Dying soon? How come?"

After listening to Ziyang's words, the girl looked at Ziyang's expression, and found that Ziyang didn't seem to be lying, she couldn't help wiping the tears on her face, and asked a little puzzled.

"Death... there is no reason!"

Ziyang shook his head, lowered his head to pick up the form, and walked forward with heavy steps.

The girl looked at Ziyang's heavy footsteps and figure, and wanted to catch up and inquire carefully, but remembered her younger brother who was still undergoing surgery, and instantly forgot the size, and burst into tears again.

"Doctor, help me check!"

Walking heavily to the destination, Ziyang put the form on the table and looked up at the old doctor not far away.

"Ok?"

Feeling the heavy and oppressive atmosphere in front of him, the old doctor who was reading the newspaper raised his head and looked at Ziyang with a little puzzlement. Then he reached out to pick up the form and was taken aback for a moment.

"Consciousness suspension, you..."

"Yes, it's me. Please check for me!"

Ziyang nodded dully, as if relieved, and said as if appointed.

"Okay, you lie down on the bed!"

The old doctor felt Ziyang's heavy heart at this time, and the leisurely mood of reading the newspaper was gone.Standing up from the chair swiftly, he signaled Ziyang to lie down on the bed, and then walked to the bedside to prepare the instruments.

Ziyang nodded silently, went to the bed and lay down, let the old doctor insert many connectors on the instrument into his body, and even wore a motorcycle helmet on his head.

After connecting the instrument, the old doctor just turned on the button, and then turned his head to look at the display screen next to him.As the instrument was turned on, messages appeared on the display screen.

It started out as very ordinary information, but after the old doctor pressed a few special buttons, the information on it suddenly became information about consciousness.

"The physical condition is up to standard, the retina is normal...the brain waves exceed the normal value, and the consciousness cannot be detected, huh?...the consciousness and the body fit..."

Just when the old doctor saw the most important information and was about to watch it further, there was a flash of light on the screen, the handwriting became blurred, and the screen jumped up as if disturbed, and a bunch of garbled characters appeared on it.At the same time, a Didi alarm sounded from the instrument on the side.

Hearing the alarm sound of the instrument and the flashing red light on it, the old doctor's face suddenly changed. He didn't care about studying the screen with garbled characters, so he went to cut off the power of the instrument, and at the same time shouted at Ziyang who was lying on the bed:

"Quickly stop, quickly control your mental power to stop, quickly..."

"Boom! Gazhizhi..."

Before the old doctor finished yelling, and before he touched the power cord, there was a loud noise from the instrument, and the whole thing exploded, a bunch of messy debris flew up, and the instrument also burst into flames. Thick black smoke.

"It's over, it's over, it's over!"

Seeing the ruined instrument in front of him, the old doctor's expression changed, and he began to speak indiscriminately.

(End of this chapter)