Businesswomen such as the doctor of the rebirth space

Chapter 215 Saving People, Space Upgrade (2)
The green shadow that lifted him up to heal his wounds and then faded away indifferently appeared before his eyes.

Ye Chen raised doubts between his brows, and tentatively called out: "Mo Jue—"

Mo Jue moved his eyes away unnaturally, straightened his face, and said calmly, "It's nothing, I just lost my mind."

A low laugh broke out, Ye Chen covered his mouth and smiled, his brows were quiet: "Mo Jue, I'm asking you if what I said is right? What did you answer?"

The air seemed to be quiet.

Mo Jue's fair face slowly turned a little blush, turned his head away from Ye Chen, and said calmly: "You are right. Sure enough, the rumors that day were true."

"Rumor?" Ye Chenyuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Mo Jue said lightly: "I didn't go to the finals of the Chinese Medical Elite Competition that day because I was recovering from my injuries. But I heard a lot of rumors, one of which is that a 14-year-old girl can see the body of a person with just a pair of naked eyes. diseases in the country, and not one case was wrong."

"The rumors are unbelievable." Ye Chen smiled.

Mo Jue took a deep look at Ye Chen, with many inexplicable emotions in his eyes: "This rumor is true."

Ye Chen lowered his eyes faintly, smiled and said nothing.

She is just using the Hunyuan Jue at the subtle level after advanced.

After getting down to the micro level, she can see what is wrong with people and how serious it is.

Combined with the combination of Tibetan image theory in traditional Chinese medicine, looking at his face, it is almost inseparable.

Speaking of it, it's really not as magical as the rumors say.

Mo Jue lay back, looked up at the bright sun above his head, and asked, "Will you save Grandpa Jiang?"

"You know, I am good at Chinese medicine, and surgery is my weakness." Ye Chen looked at Mo Jue, his eyes watering.

Mo Jue also looked at her, and said calmly, "But you will try, otherwise you wouldn't be here today."

Ye Chen lowered his eyes and smiled lowly, his eyebrows were low and smooth, which was acquiesced.

When the light dimmed, Ye Chen saw Mo Jue standing up, and said calmly, "Grandpa, I should be done crying now, we should go in and have a look."

Ye Chen smiled helplessly.

This Mo Jue is really not euphemistic.

When Ye Chen and the two pushed the door and walked in, they happened to meet Mr. Mo with his head down looking for them.

Mo Lao's expression was gloomy, his voice was still a little sad, and he said to Ye Chen: "Chen girl, go in and check the situation. I will wait for you outside."

Ye Chen nodded and stepped into it.

Although she had seen through Mr. Jiang's condition at a glance just now, these were far from enough if she wanted to truly treat him.

It is necessary to have an accurate understanding of Mr. Jiang's current physical condition and past medical history.

Mo Jue followed Ye Chen into the room, and told Ye Chen about Mr. Jiang's past physical condition.

He has been taking care of Mr. Jiang personally for some time, and he has a general understanding of Mr. Jiang's condition and taboos.

Ye Chen listened, and combined with her judgment, she already had a general understanding in her heart.

Not long after, Ye Chen got the information she needed, his eyes became more and more condensed, and his lips were pursed like a knife.

She walked out slowly in a dead silence.

Mo Jue followed behind.

Mo Lao sat on the wicker chair, staring blankly at the sky.

Seeing Ye Chen and the other two come out, they wanted to ask with a trembling voice, but they dared not ask: "How is it, and—"

Ye Chen looked up at him, Qiu Guang flashed in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "The bullet has penetrated into the heart, the situation is critical, but there is still a last ray of hope."

When Mo Lao heard the last sentence, his heart sank suddenly. When he caught Ye Chen's next sentence, he couldn't help opening his eyes: "What hope?"

"Open the chest and take out the bullet." Ye Chen said calmly, with quiet brows.

Open your chest!
Take the bullet!
But the bullet had already penetrated into the heart.

Ye Chen didn't need to say that he could imagine the danger of this operation.

Mo Lao's body swayed, and he barely supported the rattan chair: "Chen girl, how sure are you?"

Ye Chen was silent.

After a long while, she asked slowly, "Do you want to listen to the truth or lies, Mr. Mo?"

"Truth!"

The sound slammed on the ground, clanging.

Mo Lao supported the rattan chair, but stood straighter than ever, with a hard face, and said in a deep voice.

Ye Chen was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Less than [-]%."

Less than [-]%!

Mo Lao's heart sank to the bottom of the water, it was so cold that he couldn't breathe.

He tightened his grip on the handle of the rattan chair, and the veins in his dead branch-like hand bulged.

Ye Chen looked at Mo Lao, Yuan Shanmei frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice: "There may be a way out of surgery, but if you fail, you will die immediately. If you don't have surgery, I can use acupuncture and medicine to drag it up." It's been a while, but it's only that time, Mr. Mo, do you want to have an operation?"

Do you want to have surgery?
With surgery, there is a chance of survival, but once it fails, there is no hope at all.

It can be delayed for a while without surgery, but it will never get better.

He raised his eyes, and looked at Ye Chen with fierce eyes: "How long can you delay?"

"Three months." Ye Chen raised his head, unafraid of Mo Lao's gaze, his eyes met, with swords shining like swords.

Three months.

In other words, if it really dragged on, the last time he and Jiang Duzi got together would only be three months.

The silent cold stone is like a heavy pressure on the heart, and the cold penetrates into the heart, and the breathing is stagnant.

Mo Lao lowered his head, his whole face became majestic, his lips were pursed like a knife's edge, piercing a line of piercing coldness.

After a while, he slapped the handle of the wicker chair hard, and uttered a word clangingly.

"Do!"

After getting the letter, Ye Chen turned around and left, the green skirt clattered away in the air, and there was silence.

The voice came from afar, as indifferent as her light lotus steps.

"I'll give Jiang Lao a two-day treatment first, and the day after tomorrow I will officially perform the operation."

Mo Lao's whole body seemed to be drained of strength for a moment, and his whole body softened. He held on to the handle of the rattan chair tightly, and was unable to speak for a long time.

Mo Jue looked at Ye Chen's gradually indifferent green shadow, his clear eyes gradually dimmed, with an inexplicable expression.

For the next two days, Ye Chen used all kinds of medicinal materials in different dimensions and the magical well water for Mr. Mo, and used different methods to recuperate Mr. Mo's body.

As she spent more and more time in the provincial people's hospital, she came into contact with more and more patients, and her experience value was increasing day by day.

She has also memorized a lot of medical skills.

Every night when he wakes up from insomnia, Ye Chen no longer remembers the number.

I just faintly felt the change in space.

The spiritual power of the medicinal materials growing in it is becoming more and more abundant, and the well water in it seems to have more functions that can quickly restore life's vitality.

(End of this chapter)