Outside the ward door.

Xu Changkun's face was unusually heavy, “We must hurry to find a way. It is too dangerous for Miss Xi to be taken away by Simingli's people. However, now that the old lady is in a coma, the whole family is under the control of the council, and our actions are monitored..."

Xu Easy to hear and stop looking at his father.

Since Dr. Sun Shen said that he had only six months to live, Master Jiu has been preparing his own "aftermath”. It is impossible not to anticipate this situation.

He guessed that the only possibility was that... Miss Chun herself was reluctant to go...

Damn it! Why did this happen? Master Nine's body is definitely getting better...

……

In the ward.

Dr. Sun Shen closed his eyes and concentrated on giving Shi Nightchill a pulse. “Wait...”

The chief expert beside him, dressed in a white coat, was arrogant and spoke with certainty: “Sun Lao, although you are the top expert in TCM, there is no doubt about Mr. Shi's situation, let them know quickly, otherwise you won't even see the last face! ”

Faced with the expert's question, Sun Shenmei's color was faint: “Depressed in the heart, naturally resulting in air and blood loss, bruising in the heart of the lungs did not deteriorate for many years, after Nine Young Master threw up blood, although his body was extremely weak, his life seemed to be hanging on the line, in fact, compared to before, the meridian was unobstructed, now he is only in a deep sleep state, it takes some time to recover...”

The chief expert listened to Dr. Sun Shen drop his bag and said, “Sun Lao, these are all your subjective assumptions, but I can tell from all the physical data that he can't last half a day! ”

At the beginning, he strongly advocated surgery, but at the end of the day, Sun Baihua chose to let the woman try it. Sun Baihua's words worked better than his. Both the old lady and the owner trusted him more. The result was good, so this time, he believed very strongly in his judgment.

Most other doctors say the same thing. Is it dying or is it just sleeping?

“Cough...”

Just as Dr. Sun Shen and the Panel discussed the condition, a very mild cough suddenly sounded in the ward.

For a moment, all the specialists and doctors looked in the direction of the bed.

In bed only, the man who had already been “sentenced to death" opened his eyes slowly, his eyes different from the cloudiness of the dying, but clear and bright.

“Mr.... Mr...."

At the same time, experts continued to discover with dismay that all the physical signs of Night Cold had begun to recover on sophisticated instruments...

On the bed, Straight Night Cold just felt like he had walked a long, long road and woke up feeling better than ever.

His eyes slowly swept past where he was, finishing with the sunlight spilling in between the leaves outside the window...

He thought the end would be his end, but didn't think...

He's not dead...

Pfft... he's already arranged...

She must have left by now...

The experts became a mess, “Hurry up... and notify the elders...”

……

Outside the ward door, Siming Li, who left to prepare for Ling Tang and the funeral, quickly hurried back and said to Siming Rong, "Brother Er, everything is arranged and ready! ”

Siming nodded at the tired spot, “Okay...”

At the end of the day, there seemed to be a noise in the ward, after which the door was pushed open and experts came out of it.

The lead expert who had just informed them of the preparations was drooling his head and his face was sweaty.

Seeing the expert's expression, everyone's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. Has the owner... passed away...