newbobooks Chapter 312 Alien family, collective patient
Chapter 312 Alien family, collective patient
Wu Bing looked up and his eyes lit up.
I saw a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, standing quietly in the courtyard outside the door.
Her face was as beautiful as the rising sun, soft and brilliant, but there was deep sadness hidden in those bright eyes.
The girl looked extremely thin due to illness, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.
She has a thin figure, much shorter than her peers, but this does not detract from her beauty, but adds a bit of pitiful weakness.
The girl's dress flutters gently in the wind, like a wild flower swaying in the wind. Although it is fragile, it is so beautiful that it is heart-warming.
Wu Bing looked at her, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart. He seemed to be able to feel the fragility and tenacity in her life, which was an indescribable resonance.
Haidir quickly stood up and walked out, reproaching with pity on his face:
"Dusa, you kid, why did you come outside?"
"It's windy outside. If you catch a cold again, your body will suffer again!"
Haidir's words were like a warm spring breeze, gently brushing against Dusha's ears.
She hurriedly took two steps forward. Although her steps were a little staggering, her eyes were firm and stubborn.
The two maids who were following her quickly stepped forward to support her, fearing that their master would fall and they would inevitably be punished again.
Haidir stepped forward quickly and gently put a three-color cloak on Dusha's shoulders, reproaching with deep concern.
"Dusa, your body is just a little bit strong, how can you withstand the wind and rain outside?"
He gently stroked the girl's long hair with his hand, his eyes filled with distress.
Dusha smiled slightly, with a bit of bitterness and helplessness in her smile.
"Grandpa, I just want to come out for some air. The fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds in this courtyard always make me feel better."
She looked up at the sky, and the deep blue seemed to swallow up all her sorrows.
"Grandpa, I heard someone said that you invited a miracle doctor to come and treat our people's diseases. Is that true?"
"Aren't we all saved?"
Haidir looked at Haidusha, nodded seriously and said: "Yes, children, we are all saved. In the future, you can all live a healthy life and no longer suffer from illness?"
Hearing Grandpa Haidir's words, Dusha's eyes flashed with surprise, and her gray eyes seemed to be lit up.
She clutched Haider's sleeve tightly, with a hint of trembling in her voice, and said expectantly: "Grandpa, is it true? Are we really saved?"
"Then...can I run freely like other girls and no longer be bound by this disease?"
Haidil looked at Dusha's expectant eyes, and felt sad in his heart, but more importantly, he felt relieved and determined.
He nodded vigorously, his voice gentle but firm: "Yes, kid, you can do it!"
"That miracle doctor has extraordinary medical skills. He will definitely be able to cure your illness."
"From now on, you can all run freely and live happily like other healthy children."
"My child, it's windy outside, please go back to your room first."
Then he looked at the two maids who were following Haedusa and said, "You two should send the young lady back to her room to rest first!"
Then he looked at Haedusa and said softly: "In the afternoon, the miracle doctor will treat us. When he cures you, you can fly freely like a bird."
After hearing what Grandpa Haidir said, Haedusa showed a long-lost smile on her face, and her bright eyes shone with hope.
She nodded slightly, then turned around slowly, and walked into the house step by step with the support of the two maids.
Haidir watched Dusha's figure disappear behind the door, her heart full of anticipation and gratitude.
He turned around and took a deep breath into the empty courtyard, feeling the tranquility and harmony of this moment.
He firmly believes that the arrival of Wu Bing, the miracle doctor, will bring unprecedented hope to the family.
He was looking forward to the arrival of the afternoon, and to the miracle doctor being able to use his miraculous medical skills to relieve the pain of his people and bring them health and happiness.
After drinking and eating, Wu Bing and Haidir strolled in the courtyard, discussing the next treatment plan.
"Chief Haidir, I see that the conditions of these patients vary in severity. In order to provide better treatment, I suggest that they be arranged in different areas according to their conditions."
These patients are dazzling energy points for Wu Bing.
It doesn't matter to him whether he is sick or not. This time, he just hopes to collect enough energy points to bring the system close to the upgrade mark, and it is best to upgrade it again!
Haidir nodded in agreement. He knew very well that Wu Bing, the miracle doctor, had superb medical skills, and his words were followed like an imperial edict and he was resolutely implemented.
"What the miracle doctor said is absolutely true. I will order them to be placed in different areas according to the severity of their illnesses." As Haidir spoke, he turned around and ordered the servants behind him.
In a dimly lit hall, the atmosphere was heavy and depressing.
Wu Bing walked in slowly, and everywhere he looked, there were heart-wrenching pictures.
In the center of the hall, a group of the most seriously ill patients gathered.
They were sitting or lying down, but without exception, they were all skinny and skinny, as if a gust of wind could blow them down.
The skin of these people is shriveled and has lost its luster, as if it has been ruthlessly deprived of vitality by time.
What shocked Wu Bing even more was that there was a thick layer of black energy lingering on the bodies of these patients.
The black energy haunted them like a nightmare, making them miserable.
Their bodies were shaking constantly, and every shake seemed to be a final struggle with death.
Wu Bing approached a person and motioned to the assistant who was following him to take off the person's coat.
The miserable state of skin and bones is unbearable to watch.
Wu Bing took out a needle bag from his pocket, spread it out, took out a handful of silver needles, sterilized them a little, waved his hand, and the silver needles were suspended in the air, and then he accurately inserted them into the patient's acupuncture points one by one. superior.
Then he moved his fingers quickly on his body. The fingers were so fast that they brought up an afterimage.
This hand speed surprised everyone who was following him.
A minute later, he flicked the silver needles with his big hand, making them all tremble. Then he used the system to extract one-fifth of the virus from this person.
This man who was in unbearable pain instantly felt his body relaxed a lot, and a sense of comfort that he had never experienced before spread throughout his body, making him laugh involuntarily.