Chapter 975: That entangled injury (first update)

Looking at Xu Ze's smile and greetings, Luo Lifa's face was extremely ugly. He always felt that Xu Ze's words and expressions were filled with indescribable irony and gloating.

In addition, he had just hit such a soft nail on Director Hu's side. Compared with his treatment of Xu Ze, Luo Lifa took a deep breath and suppressed the nameless anger in his heart. Then he looked at Xu Ze and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your concern. Luo still has something to do, so I won't be with you!"

After leaving this sentence, Luo Lifa led Director Wang and left. He knew very well that if he stayed for a while, he would probably vomit blood.

Seeing Luo Lifa turning around and leaving with a very ugly expression, Xu Ze smiled lightly. He knew very well that Luo Lifa was quite disliked, and it seemed that he had a very unpleasant relationship with Director Hu just now. This can also be said in a scene, which already shows that Luo Lifa is quite not simple.

However, he was too lazy to pay attention to this. It is important to save people now. If the old Taoist here is really a celestial throne, he must not have any problems.

The police officers guarding at the door, seeing Xu Ze coming, stood up in unison, saluted Xu Ze with excitement, and said in unison: "Hello General Xu!"

Xu Ze smiled slightly, raised his hand and replied, "Thank you all, thank you for your hard work!"

After shook hands with these policemen a little, Sun Lingfei was asked to wait outside, and Xu Ze changed into visiting clothes and entered the intensive care unit accompanied by Director Hu and Qingyuan;

Looking at the weak aura and pale face of the old Taoist on the hospital bed, Xu Ze couldn't help but frown slightly. He really didn't expect that the old Taoist would be so seriously injured.

"General... can my ancestor save him?" Qing Yuan couldn't help but ask nervously when he saw Xu Ze frowning.

Xu Ze nodded and said, "I will do my best. I will see the situation later!"

After saying that, Xu Ze couldn't help asking again: "Master Luo is really the throne of heaven?"

"Yes...I can guarantee it!" Qing Yuan nodded quickly, for fear that Xu Ze would not believe it. Then he glanced at Xu Ze and tentatively said: "I wonder if the general had gone from Nanxing Expressway to Nandu yesterday afternoon?"

Xu Ze was stunned, then nodded and said, "Yes... do you know too?"

"No, no..." When Xu Ze was sure, Qing Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "My ancestor was driving in the Nanxing Expressway several miles away. He said that he felt the aura of a master in heaven and chased Nandu. I think he should be a general!"

After hearing this, Xu Ze nodded solemnly. Lao Dao Luo was indeed in the heavenly position. He was indeed practicing in the car yesterday. Although most people could not feel the fluctuations of spiritual power, they could still feel the fluctuations of spiritual power several miles away, and those who could judge their own strength by this must be masters. Even if they were not in the heavenly position, they were not far apart.

Without hesitation, he ordered Xiaodao: "Activate the battlefield rescue system..."

"Beep...the primary battlefield rescue system is started..." With the rapid response of the automatic reaction system, Xu Ze's glasses flashed again in the sight of the eye. Then, as Xu Ze cast his gaze on the old Taoist on the bed, several light red scanning lights that were invisible to the naked eye were shining straight towards the old Taoist, and then quickly scanned from head to toe.

Xu Ze looked at the red scanning waves in the glasses' vision, waiting for the final result to come out.

Two or three seconds later, with a "beep" sound, Xu Ze saw a brown color appear on the old Taoist's tightly wrapped right chest, and under this brown color, several brown marks were flashing constantly; and no abnormal marks were seen elsewhere.

"Picture conversion, three-dimensional presentation..." With Xu Ze's command, a three-dimensional image was quickly displayed in the glasses' vision, which was the three-dimensional stereoscopic image of Lao Dao's right chest; the chest wall ribs shown above were neatly broken, as well as huge sutured scars in the lungs and two sutured arterial wounds.

Seeing this, Xu Ze took a breath. No wonder he was so serious with the strength of the old Taoist celestial position. This right chest should have been slashed with a sharp blade, causing severe damage to the lungs of the ribs and lungs and two small and medium-sized arteries, which caused such a situation to occur.

"But... who is this? He actually has such strength. He has severely damaged the heavenly throne? Moreover, this sword was a frontal strike, not a sneak attack from behind..." Xu Ze was really surprised. The physical strength of the heavenly master was far beyond ordinary people. Even if he did not practice any special body refining skills, an ordinary person would use a knife to slash with all his strength. If this heavenly master did not dodge, it would be at most a little skin injury.

However, this sword must be hit by a master, so that it is possible that the old Taoist almost split into two halves with one sword. Could it be that two heavenly masters fought for life and death? But according to the news from Liu Changfeng, the old Taoist seemed to have only fought with the other party for a few moves at that time and was severely injured; then how powerful is this old Taoist's opponent? Even if he was against a heavenly master, if he was guarded against the opponent, if he did not use the knife, he would not be able to deal with the opponent in a short time.

Thinking of this, Xu Ze was really confused. There should be a few more ranks in the hidden heavenly throne in China, but these five fingers should be considered as well. Does such a powerful master really exist? The heavenly throne is not something that can be found at will, and can be killed at will...

Qing Yuan and Director Hu next to him looked at Xu Ze's face suddenly and suddenly became shady and unstable. Both of them were shocked. Qing Yuan hurriedly asked in a low voice: "General?"

"Oh..." Xu Ze woke up, then turned to the two of you and the nurse beside him and said, "You all go out... I'll call you after I treat Master Luo!"

"Oh... OK..." Qing Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that his ancestor was not easy to treat, and nodded with Director Hu, smiling and nodding, and then went out.

But the nurse who was looking at Xu Ze excitedly and hesitated: "General Xu, don't you need my help? Those equipment and medicines..."

"No, no...you go out first!" Xu Ze understood what the nurse meant, and shook his head with a smile. The injuries that had been treated were all treated. What equipment and medicine he wanted, as long as there was a silver needle in his hand.

Seeing that Xu Ze insisted not to use it, the nurse had to turn around and go out with doubts, waiting for Xu Ze's news.

At this time, the director of the hospital and the director of the thoracic surgery department were already coming after hearing the news. She was about to go into the ward to say hello to Xu Ze and listen to his treatment opinions, but was stopped by Qingyuan and Director Hu who came out and were not allowed to enter. She finally waited for her nurse to come out and wanted to ask the previous question, but the nurse was also confused. She was still confused now and didn't know how General Xu would treat the old Taoist priest who could die at any time.

Seeing that everyone was out, Xu Ze also started preparing for treatment. He turned around and looked at the treatment cabinet next to him. He had ordinary disinfection bandages and other things, so he started to do it.

Lao Dao's surgery has basically been completed, but the most fatal reason is the body's weakness caused by heavy blood loss and severe damage. Although a large amount of blood has been inputted, the weakness and recovery of the body will take a long time; and Lao Dao's surgery just finished was due to the weakest time. Although his physical condition is good, it is also quite dangerous. If you are not careful, it is really possible that you can't breathe in a sudden state;

Of course, what Xu Ze wants to solve is not just to save the old Taoist's life. He also has to try his best to protect the old Taoist's strength. Otherwise, even if such a serious injury is recovered, the old Taoist's strength will be at most 700 to 80% left. For such a situation, Xu Ze naturally cannot let it appear.

Xu Ze was very confident in dealing with such a situation. Except for him, I am afraid that no one in this world can restore the old Taoist to no longer have any troubles.

Xu Ze reached out and took out the silver needle from his pocket, then reached out and gently stroked the tight bandage on Lao Dao's chest...

With a "tearing" sound, the bandages broke neatly, revealing the sterile dressing with some blood marks inside. Xu Ze was too lazy to wear sterile gloves. Anyway, the energy he had accumulated now was enough to support the entire primary battlefield emergency system for several hours. He immediately opened his hands slightly and said: "Far infrared disinfection..."

As he felt his hands warm slightly, the system quickly responded: "Beep... disinfection is completed!"

I reached out to tear open the sterile dressing. Looking at the wound that was nearly a foot long on it, Xu Ze felt a little cold. Such a long hole hurts...

That said, Xu Ze has been in his life for two years, but the worst time was when he came out of the Lima Devil Rain Forest. However, his injuries were not particularly serious at that time, but mostly skin trauma. There was no serious injury that did not reach the internal organs directly, and even his organs were split open; this was miserable enough to think about it.

After sighing, the MRI function of the battlefield emergency system was activated...

Looking at the image displayed in the glasses' vision, Xu Ze carefully inserted several silver needles into the wound and inserted two of them straight into the wound suture of the two arteries.

Then carefully pinched it with two fingers, and entered the biological point energy one by one, stimulating cell growth and wound healing, and all the remaining silver needles hit the surface of the lungs and also penetrated a large amount of bioelectric energy to promote the recovery of the lungs;

After five or six minutes like this, the blood vessels inside and the wounds in the lungs had been initially healed, and then carefully pulled out the silver needle and stabbed it to the broken end of the rib in the chest wall, and then penetrated the energy again to promote healing.
Chapter completed!