Alert! Miracle doctor released from prison

"What, do you expect me to make this call myself?"

Wu Chengze's face darkened, and a hint of murderous intent flickered in his eyes.

"I'll hit you, I'll hit you, please calm down, Master."

Zhang Xinglin cursed Wu Chengze under his breath for being capricious and like a madman. Not daring to delay for a moment, he quickly took out his phone and dialed Chen Huo's number. When he heard the dial tone, his heart jumped into his throat.

The call connected, and Chen Huo's calm voice came through.

"What's up?"

Zhang Xinglin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Chen Huo did not directly ask him if he had killed Wu Yue.

To prevent any accidents from happening to Chen Huo, he said immediately after Chen Huo finished speaking, "Dr. Chen, Wu Yue is having some health problems and is currently unconscious..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Huo interrupted him with a sneer.

"What does this have to do with me?"

"Dr. Chen, it's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester. Now, in Wu and Yue..."

"Do you think you can decide this? You want me to save Wu Yue? No way. It's better if he's dead, so I don't have to deal with him later," Chen Huo interrupted Zhang Xinglin, speaking coldly.

He hung up the phone after saying that.

Zhang Xinglin gave a dry laugh, secretly admiring Chen Huo's quick thinking. From their conversation, outsiders couldn't tell there was anything wrong.

He looked at Wu Chengze: "Patriarch, what do you think..."

Wu Chengze's face was gloomy, and he felt extremely aggrieved. Chen Huo clearly did not take Zhang Xinglin seriously. Now it was his son who needed to be saved, and only his appearance as the head of the Wu family would carry weight.

The thought of asking Chen Huo to help him felt a tightness in his chest.

Are we really going to ask that junior for help?

……

villa.

Chen Huo put down his phone, slightly disappointed.

Zhang Xinglin's plan to eliminate Wu Yue has clearly failed.

Upon hearing Zhang Xinglin's words, he knew that the Wu family must be nearby. Since Zhang Xinglin was working for him, he naturally couldn't expose them, so he cooperated and put on a show.

But it wasn't a complete failure.

Wu Yue's health must be seriously compromised, otherwise the Wu family wouldn't have had Zhang Xinglin call to beg them. Normally, given the conflict between the two sides, this shouldn't have happened.

If even Zhang Xinglin can't save him, then probably no one in the world can save him except himself. It's as if Wu Yue's life and death are in his hands, just like Wu Yushu's situation back then.

The Wu family could not stand by and watch the withered spirit-devouring body die.

Chen Huo guessed that the head of the Wu family would call soon.

really.

The phone rang the next moment.

It was Wu Chengze who called.

Chen Huo's lips twitched slightly as he answered the phone.

"Chen Huo, I think we need to calm down and have a proper talk."

Wu Chengze spoke in a gentle tone, showing none of his usual arrogance.

But Chen Huo was still not satisfied.

"Are you begging me to treat your son's illness?"

"Yes, my son..."

Is this how you beg for help?

Chen Huo coldly retorted with a question before hanging up the phone.

The Wu family.

Wu Chengze was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, I felt my blood rush to my head, and I became so angry that I almost lost my balance and fell to the ground. I suddenly raised my phone and smashed it on the ground with a loud bang, and the phone shattered into pieces.

"You little bastard!"

"He actually complained that my attitude was bad?"

"When have I, Wu Chengze, ever been so humble to anyone?!"

"I swear I will not be a human being if I do not kill Chen Huo!"

"..."

Wu Chengze's roar echoed in the courtyard.

No one dared to speak; they could only watch him silently.

After venting for a while, Wu Chengze gradually calmed down.

After glancing at the unconscious Wu Yue, Wu Chengze felt a piercing pain. This was his most outstanding son, a rare and powerful Soul Devouring Body, how could he just watch him die?

Although he already knew the answer, he still clung to a sliver of hope and asked, "Zhang Xinglin, Wu Yi'an, is there really no one who can save my son besides Chen Huo?"

Zhang Xinglin chuckled dryly and said, "Well... it's hard to say."

Wu Yi'an sighed and said, "Patriarch, why don't we send him to the capital first and find the best doctors to examine him? There's still some hope, isn't there?"

Hearing this, it was clear that the two of them had basically no hope.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were treating a hopeless case.

But for now, this is the only option.

Wu Chengze arranged for Wu Yue to be sent to the best hospital in Beijing, and invited the best neurosurgeons in the city. For those in other parts of the country who could not come, video consultations were conducted.

After completing all the tests and obtaining the relevant data, and after an hour-long debate, the experts were ultimately unable to come up with a reliable treatment plan.

Based on the data, it can be inferred that Wu Yue has no illness.

He is physically healthy and has no brain problems.

Without finding the cause of the illness, it's impossible to come up with a treatment plan.

Helpless, Wu Chengze called Zhang Xinglin over to explain Wu Yue's current condition from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine. However, all the experts were completely baffled and could not understand it at all.

What desolate power, chilling energy, and internal force?

It's too ridiculous.

Some experts with bad tempers even rebuked Zhang Xinglin on the spot for talking nonsense, while those with better tempers suggested that they go to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, since they had no other choice.

Wu Chengze was at a loss.

In the field of traditional Chinese medicine, if Chen Huo is ranked first, then Zhang Xinglin would be ranked second, and Wu Yi'an would be at least in the top twenty. Even they are no match for him, let alone other practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine.

Finally, the experts recommended treating the patient as a vegetative state patient, employing conventional therapies such as surgical debridement, nerve nutrition, hyperbaric oxygen therapy, daily sensory stimulation, and nasogastric feeding to maintain life.

But Wu Chengze disagreed.

Surgical removal of blood clots and nourishment of nerves involve surgery and medication, respectively, both of which could cause irreversible brain damage. The risks are simply too great.

Hyperbaric oxygen therapy has a relatively low risk factor, but its therapeutic effect is very poor.

As for stimulating sensory stimulation to awaken a person in a vegetative state, the chances of that happening are too low; it only happens in movies and TV dramas. In Wu Chengze's view, it's a complete waste of time.

The only thing the hospital can do now is to feed the patient through a nasogastric tube to keep him alive.

It seems that the only way to bring Wu Yue back to life is to seek help from Chen Huo.

Wu Chengze took out his newly bought phone, opened his contacts, and looked at Chen Huo's name. He felt as if he had swallowed a dead rat. It took him a long time to mentally prepare himself before dialing the number.

Before the call connected, he rubbed his face hard and forced an awkward smile.

The phone rang nine times before Chen Huo finally answered.

"What's up?"

"Dr. Chen..."

Wu Chengze lowered his stance, composed himself, and pleaded, "I've already lost two sons and a daughter. This son absolutely cannot die. Please, save him."

"Very good, that's the attitude you should have when asking someone for a favor. But why should I, Chen Huo, save my enemy's son? Please give me a reason for saving him," Chen Huo asked with a hint of mockery.