Gang Gun is back. I am really sorry to everyone. Because I am busy studying outside, I only updated one chapter during this period. Today I started to resume normal updates. The latest VIP chapter is being written. Let me lift the ban first. Thank you to the friends who have been constantly supporting and encouraging Gang Gun!—

They were tired of a long-distance trip, and their anxious expressions told me that they must be Ouyang Xing's parents. I didn't care about greeting them, so I pulled Director Liu and asked:

"Director! How is my comrade-in-arms?"

Director Liu sighed and said:

"The situation is worse than I thought. During these few hours, his brain was still bleeding, and the area of ​​blood stasis was very large. I cleared some of it through surgery, but I was really powerless to do anything else. Human medicine has developed to the present day, and I still lack the understanding of the brain. There are many forbidden zones in it that we cannot overcome. Unfortunately, some parts of your comrade's blood stasis are places that cannot be touched. If I start rashly, the chance of failure will exceed 90%... So I can't do anything either..."

I heard the sound of luggage falling on the ground next to me. Ouyang's parents stood blankly, their faces pale, and Brother Hai kept comforting them by the side. The thing that worried me the most was still happening. I sighed and asked:

"Director...why...how long does he have?"

The director said sadly: "Maybe I can't live tonight..."

I was stunned. My comrades who were still alive during the day are now in danger and may die at any time. This fact makes me unacceptable. I don’t know when the director left, nor when Ouyang Xing’s mother stopped sobbing. My mind is full of Ouyang Xing’s shadow. From the first day he entered school to the moment he is about to graduate, we have been together day and night for four years, and for me, it takes more than one year.

I still remember when I was in my junior year, in the course of military terrain, he and I were in a group. We held a compass and military maps, and "find some" all over the mountains and fields. He was more talented in language and spoke Chongqing dialect quite smoothly. When we were holding the old military map and were at a loss for unrecognizable terrain, he would volunteer to ask the local people. Sometimes when we were tired, we sat on the hillside to rest, and looked at the oranges that were already ripe and hung in front of us. When I wanted to pick them up and taste them, he would teach me seriously with the glorious traditions of the People's Liberation Army.

I still remember when I graduated from my dream, he told me with a smile that he had assigned a unit at the door of my house, and it would be very convenient to go home in the future. When I boarded the train to Fuzhou, he gritted his teeth on the platform. Although he was also smiling, his expression was ugly than crying. The tears in his eyes had been spinning, and they would drip down if he was not careful. For the bold words of "blood, sweat, not cry, peel, and flesh, not falling behind" at that time, he forced himself to hold on. The train gradually started, and I saw that his figure on the platform was getting smaller and smaller, but my own tears couldn't help falling...

Now, this good comrade and good brother only has a few hours or even an hour of life. His parents, his teachers and brothers can only watch his life disappear little by little. I suddenly feel very helpless, feeling the insignificance of human beings and the fragility of life.

At this time, Brother Hai walked over and said to me gently:

"Stop being idle, go to the ward to see Ouyang... he is almost out of reach."

I came to my senses and followed Brother Hai to the door of the ward. It was still the special care unit. Ouyang Xing's parents were sitting on the chair opposite the door. His mother was sobbing in a low voice. His father, a tall man, seemed to be unable to straighten his waist at this moment, staring at the floor with a pale complexion. His hair seemed to have turned much white overnight...

Ouyang Xing lay quietly inside, with various tubes inserted into his body to temporarily maintain his life. The bandage on his head penetrated with blood, which was even more eye-catching against the snow-white sheets. His face was very peaceful. I know that due to the oppression of the brain nerves, he has now completely lost consciousness. If the situation continues to develop like this, he will... die without pain...

Brother Hai said softly beside me:

"The doctor said that Ouyang... will leave at any time..."

I nodded, my nose felt sore, and I had an urge to cry. When I bid farewell to my hometown and walked into the busy military camp, I didn't cry; when I was at the most difficult time in shadow training, I didn't cry; when I was repeatedly setbacks and was plotted against by others, I didn't cry either. But today, my brother is leaving and will be separated from our heavenly beings forever. My tears can no longer be stopped. Two lines of hot tears slowly flowed down my cheeks. In my tears, I looked at Ouyang Xing in the room, my heart was filled with guilt and regret. Why did I have to train separately at that time? Why did I not choose to take charge of the parallel bars? Why did I let my brother die indirectly in my faults!

At this time, Ouyang Xing's father came over, handed me a tissue and said:

"You are Xing'er's comrade-in-arms?"

I nodded and said, "Uncle, I didn't take good care of Ouyang, I deserve to die!"

The uncle sighed and said, "People live in the world with destiny. Maybe his mother and I are destined to have no son to die. Xing'er has been so early... it is his life! So we can only do our best to live in peace. We are already very grateful for your ability to send Xing'er to the hospital and stay by his side at the last moment..."

"Go to do your best to be at peace..." I kept chewing on this sentence in my heart, and suddenly, a crazy idea surged into my heart...

I turned to Brother Hai and said:

"Brother Hai, I want to go in and see Ouyang..."

Brother Hai looked embarrassed and said, "The hospital stipulates that the patient cannot be visited at this time..."

I said without saying anything: "He is almost out of reach, no matter what rules he is! Brother Hai, can you tell the doctor about it? The situation is special. Besides, uncles and aunts are coming from afar. Can't they just watch their son leave face to face to see him?"

Brother Hai hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go find a doctor..."

After a while, a doctor followed Brother Hai and said:

"Due to this special situation, we have asked the leader to give special permission to go in and visit. Please come with me to disinfect."

The doctor led us to a room for disinfection, and then we all put on bloated sterile clothes. The doctor opened the door of the ward for us and said:

"After entering, be careful not to touch the patient at will, otherwise his death may be accelerated. If there is any situation, please press the alarm bell at the head of the bed immediately, and we will come here immediately."

After we nodded and thanked, we entered one after another. The aunt rushed to the bed. Seeing her son's eyes closed, she couldn't help but hugging him and cried bitterly. Uncle, a tough guy, couldn't help but turn red. What was lying in front of her was their son. Now they were going to send black hair. This kind of mood was not something that ordinary people could understand.

The ward was filled with sad air. I looked at my uncle and aunt, and I might not stop for a while. I couldn't help but feel anxious. I pulled Brother Hai over and whispered a few words to him. Brother Hai looked at me in surprise and said:

"Why? Ouyang is likely to...why you..."

I said anxiously: "Brother Hai, just listen to me once! You will know in a while!"

Brother Hai thought about it, nodded, then walked to his uncle, put it on his ear and said a few words. The uncle nodded silently, walked to the aunt, hugged her shoulders, and said softly:

"We'll go out and sit for a while. The doctor will come over to do a checkup for Xing'er soon. We don't get in the way here."

The aunt choked and said, "I want to accompany my Xing'er..."

The uncle pulled her up and said, "I'll come back after going out. Let's wait outside for a while and leave!"

The aunt turned around and left the ward and I asked:

"Brother Hai, why did you tell Ouyang's father?"

Brother Hai said, "I said that Ouyang's mother's behavior is very harmful to her body. It is better to let her go out and calm down first. OK, what medicine do you sell in the gourd? Tell me out quickly!"

I saw that my uncle had already helped my aunt walk away, so I walked over and pulled the curtains up, locked the door, and then said to Brother Hai: "I want to try to save Ouyang..."

Brother Hai shouted: "You are crazy! The top experts in China can do nothing. You are not a doctor, so how can you save him? Besides, the doctor just explained that you can't touch him at will..."

I asked lightly: "Can he get better if we don't touch him? He doesn't have to die!"

Brother Hai couldn't help but speak in a while. He asked:

"What method do you want to use?"

I said, "To be honest, I have practiced a kind of qigong. I haven't had a long time and my skills are average, but I want to try to see if it can be helpful to Ouyang..."

Brother Hai opened his mouth wide in surprise and said, "Qigong... are you... confident?"

I said lightly: "Why are we going to the hospital if we are sure of it? The problem is that the hospital is helpless now. If I don't try it, Ouyang will still die. Why don't we try it? To put it bluntly, we won't suffer any loss even if it's useless!"

Brother Hai gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll accompany you crazy today! You're right! We can't lose money in this business!"

I did it right away. I walked to the bedside and carefully unbuttoned the bandage on Ouyang's head. I saw that Ouyang's hair was gone. During the craniotomy operation, all his hair was shaved. I took a deep breath, found his Baihui point according to my memory, and gently pressed my right hand up.

I closed my eyes and prayed in my heart that this damn Longteng mental method could work. Then I slowly got lucky and had not used them for several months. But as far as I could, I immediately felt the breath in my body seemed to be singing happily. I thought: Ouyang Xing's brain was congested and was still bleeding internally. According to the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, it must be that the meridians were damaged and blocked. I tried to input a small amount of breath from the Baihui point, which might help him repair blood vessels and remove blood stasis! Because Longteng seemed to have a certain effect on the recovery of the human body.

I carefully controlled a small part of my breath to slowly rise from my dantian, pass by my chest, right arm, forearm, and finally concentrate in my palm. I was afraid that my brother would suddenly die under my hands. I saw Brother Hai looking at me anxiously, and the instruments at the head of the bed showed that Ouyang's heartbeat was getting weaker and weaker, and he could die at any time.

I stretched my heart and slowly sent a small part of the breath along my palm into Ouyang's Baihui point. Then, slowly pushing along the meridians in his brain. I closed my eyes and immersed my whole mind. Suddenly, I seemed to see my dantian, which was a golden fist-sized sphere, which seemed to be real and illusory. Around it, there was a trace of gas with golden light spiral around it... I flowed down the meridians in my memory, and walked to a place that seemed to be blocked and could no longer be overcome. This kind of feeling was very wonderful. It was not based on the eyes, but it felt more sensitive than anything else.

My consciousness rushed hard, and suddenly the pressure dropped sharply. At this time, I felt a strange environment, which seemed to be in shabby, and my breath was running around, not as easy to control as before. I suddenly realized that I had "see" the situation inside Ouyang's brain.

I tried to direct my breath to repair the damaged meridians. After being able to see it inward, it was indeed much better than just scratching blindly. The breath became easier to control. I felt that there were a few parts of his mind that were still bleeding, so I quickly assigned some airflow to repair the wound. The breath was like diligent workers, working constantly in Ouyang's mind.

Gradually, I felt that most of his injured blood vessels had been repaired, and the blood stasis was not yet able to be removed. At this time, I felt a little overwhelmed and felt like I was being taken away. Now, life is at stake. I dare not force myself, so I carefully took back my breath and let them run in my body for a week before I slowly opened my eyes.

Brother Hai was looking at the instrument on the bedside in surprise. At this time, I also found that Ouyang's heartbeat was much stronger, not as intermittent as before, and seemed to disappear soon. Brother Hai stared at me and said:

"You really used qigong to heal him just now? I just saw you put your hand on Ouyang's head, and after a while, you started sweating..."

Seeing that Ouyang was actually showing signs of improvement, I knew that my method might really save his life. I was very happy. I pointed to the instrument at the head of the bed and said with a smile:

"This is the best proof... But I feel that he still has a lot of blood stasis, but my skills are too little, so I can no longer do it. I hope he can get better slowly when he does it a few more times!"

Brother Hai said excitedly: "It's already very good! Hehe, we have made a fortune in this business. I went out and asked his parents to come in. They have been outside for a long time."

After saying that, he went to open the door, and I said behind Brother Hai:

"Brother Hai, remember to keep it confidential for me!"

Brother Hai turned around and smiled, "Don't worry, when did I have a big mouth?"
Chapter completed!