The strongest medical saint in the city

Chapter 1710
"Captain, your son..."

Zhou You first took the pulse of the weird kid who had seen him in Shanghai on the hospital bed, and after getting a little understanding of his pulse, he frowned because his pulse was not right, and said, "The situation now..."

Hearing Zhou You speak, even though his tone was hesitant and his voice was hesitant, Xia Minglang immediately stepped forward and asked with a slightly nervous tone:
"Brother, how is my son?"

Perhaps because he was too concerned, when Xia Minglang said "my son", his voice was a little anxious.

The so-called urgent medical treatment, as a patient's family member, it is often difficult to calm down, even a calm team leader like Xia Minglang, under that eagerness, ignored Zhou You's hesitant expression at this time.

"team leader……"

Logically speaking, as a genius doctor who diagnoses patients, Zhou You shouldn't hesitate like this, because he himself is not a hesitant person.

But now Zhou You frowned, and said in a calm tone:

"Your son's condition is a bit complicated. I think you should be prepared, Captain."

This is similar to the doctor's order to "prepare for the funeral", which made Xia Minglang's haggard and emaciated face pale with fright.

It took Xia Minglang a long while before he seemed to have recovered his own voice, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Brother, my son..."

If you listen carefully, the former captain of the team, who used to be strong and strong, now has a trembling that is hard to detect but real in his voice.

Regarding the situation of the captain's son, Zhou You thought about his choice of words before saying:

"I don't hide from you, captain, the child's current situation is indeed a bit bad."

Let me talk about the worst situation first, and after taking precautions, Zhou You said with a little conservative estimate: "But if you are willing to cooperate with the child's treatment, captain, at least so far, the child will not be able to Throw away your life."

Zhou You's words were not meant to scare people, or to find excuses for himself in advance.

After taking the pulse of the unconscious child with blushing cheeks on the "sick bed", Zhou You can guarantee that given the child's current situation, it is no longer possible to get an injection or a drip to reduce his fever. up.

"If it burns like this, even if the child survives by chance, half of his life will have to be lost."

In fact, if there is Bai Xuanming or someone here, trying to compete or bet with Zhou You, he will estimate the child's condition more conservatively, but because Xia Minglang is an old acquaintance, no matter whether he has something at this time Concealment, at least Zhou You told him bluntly about the child's illness.

And if there was no wrong diagnosis, Zhou You discovered that the child's condition was not caused by a deficiency, but more like poisoning or... being poisoned by Gu poison!
"No problem." Xia Minglang didn't know Zhou You's judgment, and even after hearing his words, he didn't have time to think about it, so he said directly: "What needs to be done, you can just say it."

There were many thoughts in Zhou You's mind at once, but they arose a lot and dissipated quickly, so that after hearing his team leader's answer that he readily agreed to cooperate with the treatment, he had a feeling of "it really is".

"Brother," Xia Minglang immediately breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Zhou You's diagnosis of the child, and he concluded that the child could be cured. Just mention it."

Whether he was poisoned or poisoned by Gu poison, now he couldn't even ask a sentence or two, so Zhou You simply omitted this point.

He just took off the landmine briefcase at his waist, took out a silver needle to disinfect it, and at the same time told Xia Minglang:

"Then I will trouble the captain to give me a bowl of blood."

Originally, Xia Minglang, who was ready to go up the knife mountain and down the frying pan just waiting for a word from Zhou You, after hearing his request, repeated in disbelief: "Blood?"

Xia Minglang was stunned by this request, not because he was reluctant to part with his own blood, but because he didn't expect Zhou You's request to be so simple.

It was so simple that after getting Zhou You's affirmative nod, Xia Minglang needed a little blood, and subconsciously looked at the child on the hospital bed with flushed cheeks.

"it is good."

His expression was complicated for a moment, but in the end Xia Minglang just moved his lips silently, after all, he didn't say anything superfluous, and after answering the word "yes" neatly, he took out an empty bowl from the temporary residence .

After being disinfected by Zhou You's guidance, Xia Minglang directly cut an inch-long cut on his arm without even the slightest hesitation.

"Hey, Captain, you don't need so much blood."

Seeing Xia Minglang's unrestrained actions, Zhou You quickly reminded: "There is a [-] CC lot, which is enough."

Because he just wanted to verify whether the speculation in his heart was true, so Zhou You didn't need Xia Minglang's blood.

As a genius doctor here, when he saw Xia Minglang's bloodletting action, he had to stop him aloud, but for the latter, he spoke sincerely and said:
"Brother, the place I'm temporarily settling here is poor. If you need anything else, I'm afraid I'll have to work hard and ask for my blood. It's easy to handle."

In order to cure his son Xia Minglang, not to mention that Zhou You only needs a bowl of blood now, even if he wants all of his blood, perhaps as a father, he will nod in agreement.

Speaking of this, Xia Minglang didn't know what he thought of, when his eyes fell on the child on the hospital bed, in those eyes with deep secrets, he couldn't help but feel a little more helpless:

"Brother, just tell me what you need. If my blood can't save him, I will find a way to contact his mother..."

Not very clear about the complex look in his team leader's eyes, but he made up some brainstorming, when he heard Xia Minglang take the initiative to talk about something, his eyes moved slightly.

"Hey, there's gossip!" The demon beast Miezhu, who likes these gossips, now paws at Zhou You's shoulders, and immediately becomes energetic, and the eight spider legs are excitedly swiped down, as if ready to turn into a paparazzi at any time.

He didn't gossiping around so much, and actually heard the hesitation in Xia Minglang's words when he mentioned the child's mother.

Wandering around thoughtfully, the hand that was disinfecting the silver needle paused slightly, and then involuntarily, as if influenced by Miezhu, asked a little curiously:
"Captain, is the child's mother Hong Ting?"

In fact, when he saw the weird kid, Zhou You remembered...

(End of this chapter)