Chapter 133

Out of the airport, Li Chuan's two assistants have been waiting for a long time.

We got on the bus and left the airport for southern Zhejiang overnight.

It's important to save people. There's no delay. That's forty-five lives! So, we can only squint on the road for a while to supplement our physical strength.

Li Chuan's assistant received a call in advance, and specially prepared some food and hot drinks for us in the car.

Kerr and I had a few chocolates, each had a hot coffee, and then she curled up beside me and fell asleep.

I kept my eyes closed and I kept my breath until dawn.

The next morning, it was over nine o'clock. We arrived.

After the car had stopped, Li Chuan got out of the car and came to the window, "master, here we are."

I rubbed my face and I was in a good mood

Ke'er woke up, sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Here we are?"

"Maybe it's going to spin," I asked her. "Can you hold on?"

"No problem!" he nodded

"Good!" I opened the door and got off, asked Li Chuan, "is the hospital unblocked?"

"I've told the Dean," said Li Chuan. "We can go in at any time."

"Let's go," I said.

"Good! Young master, this way please! "

We left the parking lot and walked into the main building of the hospital.

When we came to the ICU center, the Dean received us personally. With the help of the nurses, we put on professional protective clothing, put on masks and gloves, and were led by the Dean into the ICU ward.

Li Chuan didn't follow in. I left him waiting outside.

I told the dean that we didn't need to see all the patients, but only the most serious ones. I'll find out about them, and then I'll find a way to save them.

The Dean led us to a hospital bed, pointed to a man on the bed and said, "this is bed 15, he and 17, 22, 35, 39 are the most dangerous. Now we have used all the auxiliary equipment and the best medicine, but things are not getting better. "

"Have other patients improved?" I asked.

The Dean shook his head. "No, we had an expert consultation, preliminary judgment, brain death."

I did not speak, looked at the man on the bed, went to the bedside, looked at his brow carefully, and found that his light was very weak, as if it was suppressed by a black and red evil spirit.

The evil spirit has color, mainly black, white and red. The white ones are sharp, the black ones are gloomy, and the red ones are rare, which are usually released by powerful towns. The evil spirit in this man's divine light is black and red, which means that there should be a town near the factory.

I looked for a while, then gently poked the man's eyelids and looked into his eyes.

His eyes were dim and he did not look angry at all.

I concentrate, look carefully, this just reluctantly in his pupil, found a trace of soul light.

The spirit light is different from the spirit light. The spirit light represents the situation of the primordial God, while the spirit light represents the situation of knowing the God. To some extent, it also represents the situation of the body. The dim wandering of soul light shows that his consciousness of God has basically disappeared. Consciousness of God is human consciousness, which directly controls the main organs of the body. In terms of symptoms, the main physiological functions of this person have been exhausted, and the whole person has reached a state of near death.

I looked for a while, stood up, turned to look at the Dean, "please, take me to see some other patients."

"OK, this way, please," said the dean.

We checked the other four patients in turn, among them, No. 17 and No. 22 were two young girls. These five people were the first batch of experts to enter the factory. Their situation was basically the same. They were all gods and lights suppressed by evil spirit, soul and light were weak and wandering, and their physical functions were basically exhausted.

"That's the case," said the dean. "All the methods that can be used have been used."

"I see. Thank you," I said, looking around at Ke'er. "Let's go out."

Keer nodded. "Well."

We walked out of the ward and took off our masks.

Li Chuan hurriedly came over and asked in a low voice, "how are you, young master?"

I pondered, "go to the factory!"

"Good!" He nodded.

We took off our gear and left the ICU center.