Taoist priest, stop pretending, we know you know magic.

Chapter 137 The doctor who doubts life

After Wu Jinchang and his wife were arrested, Su Han knew that the matter was settled and hung up the live broadcast.

At this time, Zhao Pingyi and his wife hurriedly drove back to the hospital. After parking the car in the hospital parking lot, Zhao Pingyi and his two friends hurriedly ran into the inpatient department of the hospital.

Prior to this, their son suffered from terminal gastric cancer and was sentenced to death.

Always in the inpatient department of the hospital.

In fact, the doctor had already told them tactfully that there was no need to be hospitalized because there was no need for treatment.

That's a waste of money.

Might as well accept the reality and go out to eat and drink.

How could Chen Yueyue and his wife accept this result? Their son was only seventeen years old.

It’s the prime of life.

So he got angry and scolded the doctor.

Their son is currently hospitalized.

At this moment, they came to the hospital corridor feeling very nervous.

Although he believed in the Taoist priest's ability, and although he believed that the facts were true as the Taoist priest said, what if his son did not recover?

So what should they do?

Holding a nervous mood, they quickly walked to the ward where their son was hospitalized.

Arriving at the ward, they mustered up the courage to open the door.

I saw that the young man who was lying on the hospital bed in great pain and dying was now playing Honor of Kings with his legs crossed and his mobile phone.

"Do you know how to jungle? If you don't know how to jungle, don't compete for position, okay?"

"Mage, what are you doing? People are knocking down towers in the middle lane!"

"And that Yaoyao, I asked you if you know how to play. You don't ride on me when you should, and you ride me so happily when you shouldn't."

……

Because it was a single hospital bed, playing games would not affect other people. At this moment, Zhao Jiahui opened the mic with passion and sprayed all his teammates one by one.

Soon, a girl's angry roar came from the other side.

"Luban, do you still want to show off? With 2 bars and 6, you have the nerve to criticize us? And I'm an assistant. If we lose the game, the assistant will take the blame, right?"

Looking at Zhao Jiahui who was playing the microphone passionately on the hospital bed, Zhao Pingyi and Chen Yueyue looked at each other.

The tears almost flowed down uncontrollably.

If in normal times, Chen Yueyue would have picked up a feather duster to prepare a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots if she saw her son playing games like this and opening the mic with such enthusiasm.

But seeing his dying son now full of energy, how could he look like someone who was seriously ill?

The two of them were only lucky to have the rest of their lives thanks to meeting the Taoist priest!

"Mom and Dad! Are you here?"

Seeing his parents outside the ward, Zhao Jiahui put down his cell phone.

Zhao Ping and his wife ran over with tears streaming down their cheeks and hugged Zhao Jiahui tightly.

"Son, it's great that you're okay!"

Chen Yueyue shed tears and hugged her son tightly.

"Mom, stop crying."

Zhao Jiahui said comfortingly: "Just a few hours ago, I don't know what happened. All the pain in my body disappeared, and my whole body seemed to have endless strength."

"I didn't know if I was fine, so I picked up my phone and played King of Kings. Unexpectedly, the more I played, the more fun I had."

Zhao Jiahui asked with some anxiety: "You won't blame me for playing games, right?"

You should know that Zhao Jiahui often gets scolded and even beaten while playing games at home.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you. You can play whatever you want from now on."

Zhao Ping wiped his tears and said, "You can ride on dad's head and play." "What are you talking about!"

Chen Yueyue patted Zhao Pingyi with some resentment, and then said earnestly: "Games can be played, but they must be moderate. You still have to focus on studying now~"

"Oh~"

Zhao Jiahui was unhappy because he knew that his mother basically said he didn’t have to play anymore if he said it was moderate!

Seeing his appearance, Chen Yueyue added: "From now on, I will give you one hour of game time every day. You can play as much as you want."

"Oh yeah! Thank you mom~"

……

The special forces guy and the fighting team guy who were watching this scene not far away looked at each other, and the shock in their eyes was indescribable!

They also came to visit Zhao Jiahui when he was ill.

At that time, he was really dying and completely ill.

But now he has completely recovered, which is really incredible!

"This Taoist Priest is truly magical."

The special forces soldier said with emotion.

"Yes, yes!"

The fighting team brother nodded hurriedly.

"The vast horizon is my love~"

At this time, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Seeing the mobile phone number, he clicked to answer.

"Husband, I feel like I'm a lucky star today. I found three hundred yuan on the roadside. This is my day's salary. I'm so happy!"

The fighting team brother's pupils shrank and he said quickly: "Hurry up and throw that money back where it was, you loser bitch!!"

……

Two hours later, the doctor looked at Zhao Jiahui's test results. He pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and fell into silence~

He was Zhao Jiahui's attending doctor. After being silent for a while, he said, "Is there something wrong with the hospital's equipment?"

"Doctor, no, my son was really killed!"

Zhao Pingyi on the side said: "After we burned that thing, look at my son now alive and kicking. How does he look like a terminally ill patient with cancer?"

The attending doctor glanced at Zhao Jiahui who was standing aside. Although he was wearing a hospital gown, he was in high spirits at the moment. Noticing the doctor's gaze, he rolled up his sleeves and showed off his biceps~

"The test report shows that all of your son's lesions have disappeared. Not to mention late-stage gastric cancer, he doesn't even have the common gastritis~"

Hearing this, Zhao Ping and his wife almost cried with joy.

Just as the Taoist priest said, after burning the two talismans, their son really returned to normal.

The attending doctor still couldn't fully accept it for a while. For a doctor who has been deeply involved in the medical field for decades, this is simply rubbing his decades of knowledge on the ground~

After being a doctor for decades, this is the first time I have encountered such an evil thing!

The attending doctor said: "To be on the safe side, let's check again and use another instrument!"

After another two torturous hours, I finally got the test results.

Looking at the completely normal indicators above, the attending doctor fell into deep self-doubt.

Zhao Jiahui has been in charge of Zhao Jiahui since he was admitted to the hospital. He has always been the attending doctor. He knows the child's situation best~

There is absolutely no way it is a misdiagnosis!

If the diagnosis is misdiagnosed after so many checks, the hospital can really close its doors!

"Congratulations, you can be discharged from the hospital!"

The attending doctor smiled while holding the test sheet.

Although he fell into deep doubts about his life, no matter what, the best outcome would be for the patient to recover.

(End of this chapter)