Chapter 1203: Uncle Seven

"It turns out that it's hard to escape death. [Zero ↑ ​​Nine △ Xiao ↓ Say △ Net]" Lin Lekang smiled bitterly.
"Okay, let's lie down!" Liu Lang didn't want to talk to Lin Lekang too much. The full-time nurse in the house put down the raised headboard.
Liu Lang signaled Lin Lekang's pulse again. Lin Lekang's pulse was the same as before, except that his body became weaker. Under the destruction of the biochemical medicine, Lin Lekang's body, like a decaying house, was on the verge of collapse.
What Liu Lang can do is to reinforce the foundation pillars of the four corners of the house so that the house will not fall down temporarily.
With the help of the nurse, Lin Lekang's upper body clothes were taken off.
Liu Lang took out the silver needle he was carrying with him.
Lin Zhongshan stood aside nervously, not daring to blink his eyes.
A few minutes later, all 36 silver needles pierced Lin Lekang's body.
"The needle travel time is relatively long, about two hours. Look at it, don't move the silver needle." Under normal circumstances, it should be needle travel for half an hour for three consecutive days, but Liu Lang does not have time to go to the capital every day. Run, so just do it all at once.
Although the effect may be worse, Lin Lekang is already a dying person. This is different from the three-day acupuncture, which is to live for 90 days and live for 100 days.
According to Liu Lang's calculations, two months after agreeing to Lin Zhongshan, there must be no problem.
"Understood." Lin Zhongshan nodded repeatedly.
"I'll go around and come back later." For two hours, Liu Lang didn't have the time to spend with this. After giving an explanation, he left the hospital and found a shopping mall nearby.
Liu Lang does not have a hobby of going to the mall. The reason why he chose the mall instead of entering the Xingyue Secret Realm is because, last night, including this morning, Mu Xueqing was not in a good mood. It seems that she has been thinking about the moon. The matter on the peak, so Liu Lang decided to buy a gift for Mu Xueqing to make Mu Xueqing happy.
After Liu Lang left, Lin Zhongshan moved a chair and sat in front of the hospital bed.
"Dad, how do you feel?" Lin Zhongshan asked in a low voice after waiting for nearly half an hour.
"It seems to be better, I feel that I have strength all over." Lin Lekang's voice was obviously louder, and, while answering, he moved his arms.
"Don't move." Lin Zhongshan quickly pressed his father's arm for fear of shaking off the silver needle on his body.
"Liu Lang is really well-deserved." Even a layman, just by looking at his face, Lin Zhongshan can see that his father's condition is much better than before. It is estimated that he will be able to go to the ground without the silver needle.
Lin Zhongshan secretly rejoiced that he found the right person.
By more than an hour, Lin Lekang's mental state was not much worse than that of normal people, and Lin Zhongshan was finally relieved.
"Watch it, I'll go out." Lin Zhongshan confessed to the nurse and left the ward. He was addicted to cigarettes. He found a place where there was no one on the floor and smoked several sticks in a row.
After smoking, he was full of energy.
Fearing that it would be smoked to his sick father, Lin Zhongshan went to a windy place again, and after a while, he returned to the ward.
After checking the time, one and a half hours have passed. It is less than half an hour from the two hours Liu Lang said. Lin Zhongshan wants to call and ask Liu Lang to come back and have a look. Put away.
He felt that Liu Lang was a reliable person. It was impossible to finish the needle and ran away. He didn't need to remind him, and he would definitely come back on time after a while.
"Zhongshan, I'm a bit thirsty." Just then, Lin Lekang on the hospital bed tilted his head and said to Lin Zhongshan, who had just returned.
"Okay." Lin Zhongshan poured water quickly, took another straw, put it in the cup, and brought it to Lin Lekang.
"Cough..." Lin Lekang coughed violently just after taking two sips.
"Dad, what's the matter with you?" Lin Zhongshan quickly put down the water glass and asked nervously.
However, Lin Lekang's cough did not stop, and in the end, he even coughed up blood.
The nurse had already pressed the call bell, and the doctors in the hospital had also arrived in the ward, but when they saw Lin Lekang's silver needle, no one dared to move.
Because everyone knows that the silver needle on Lin Lekang's body was pierced by the Internet celebrity genius doctor who defeated Doctor H. Once he touched him, he couldn't explain his responsibility if something went wrong in the end.
"Look for Liu Lang!" After the initial panic, Lin Zhongshan reacted immediately.
He quickly took out his cell phone and called Liu Lang.
However, Liu Lang entered the ward before getting through.
Liu Lang is not good at buying gifts for women. Therefore, after shopping in the mall for more than an hour, he didn't see the right thing. After seeing the time, he came back.
As soon as he entered the room, there were more than a dozen doctors and nurses in the existing hospital bed. Liu Lang couldn't help but feel a little surprised, "Why are there so many people?" He had 100% confidence in his acupuncture techniques, and he didn't expect an accident at all.
Hearing Liu Lang's voice, everyone turned around.
"Master Liu, take a look, what happened to my father?" Lin Zhongshan said anxiously.
"What's the matter?" Liu Lang only realized then, Lin Lekang on the hospital bed had blurred eyes, and there was still blood hanging around the corners of his mouth.
"I just gave him a drink, he might have choked, and then coughed, coughed and coughed, and coughed up blood." Lin Zhongshan gritted his teeth to introduce the situation.
"Drinking saliva, can you choke like this?" Liu Lang obviously didn't believe it.
He walked quickly to the hospital bed and gave Lin Lekang a pulse, and his heart suddenly became cold.
Because at this time, Lin Lekang's pulse status was no different from that of a private person.
As soon as Liu Lang stretched out his hand, he took out the thirty-six silver needles. Then, a set of hanging formations quickly pierced Lin Lekang's corresponding acupuncture points, but Lin Lekang did not respond.
The so-called hanging needle method is to temporarily save the life when a person is dying. However, once a person dies, the hanging needle method has no effect.
"Master Liu, how is it?" Lin Zhongshan asked nervously when Liu Lang stopped his movements.
"He has passed away." Liu Lang said slowly.
"What?" Lin Zhongshan froze in place, tears falling down.
"Zhongshan, how is the Patriarch?" At this moment, six or seven men walked into the ward, for an elderly man in his sixties.
"Uncle Qi, my father is gone." Lin Zhongshan cried and said when he saw the visitor.
"How is it possible?" The old man, known as Uncle Qi, looked incredulous. He grabbed the doctor beside him, "Say, what the is going on? When I came to see yesterday, the patient was fine. ."
"It's none of my business!" The doctor almost cried. Lin Lekang's identity was clear to him. The doctor tremblingly told the story.
The old man, known as the Seventh Uncle, moved his eyes to Liu Lang, "You killed our Patriarch!"
(End of this chapter)