Chapter 885

Suk's physical condition is worse than Deng Xiaotian's imagination. All his vital signs are very weak. If normal people's heart rate and pulse rate are 70 or 80 times per minute, now he has been reduced to about 30.

Probably everyone has seen the patient's heart rate monitor on TV. If the heart rate reaches zero, that is, it is drawn in a straight line, then the person is finished.

Deng Xiaotian will never watch Suk die young. In other words, he leads Suk to treat Zhang Junde. He also has an unshirkable responsibility. He turns his head and shouts to the scholar to drive quickly. At the same time, he puts his hand on Suk's heart, and his inner spirit suddenly surges out.

The internal Qi suddenly rushed out of the palm of the hand, playing the role of pacemaker shock. Suk's heart suddenly vibrated, followed by a second.

Suk is physically and mentally exhausted. He faints when his eyes are dark. Suddenly, he has entered a state of shock. He is suddenly breathed into his body by Deng Xiaotian and finally wakes up slowly. [

all the sounds that come to our ears are panic, including Deng Xiaotian's voice, Zhang Junde's voice, and even Zhang Rui's and WAN Qihong's panic walking. They open their eyes: "Uncle Tian! I'm fine! "

"Suk, you must go to the hospital now!" Deng Xiaotian reaches out his hand to pick up Suk, but he is as skinny as a fellow. Suk feels uncomfortable.

"Uncle Tian, I'm fine now!" Suk shook his head. Now it seems that it's very difficult to wriggle his neck. It's hard to squeeze out a bitter smile.

Deng Xiaotian hesitated for a moment and found that although Suk was very weak now, his consciousness was very clear. He looked at him suspiciously and held his pulse again.

This time, the situation has obviously changed. The heart rate has tended to be stable and is slowly returning to normal. It's really incredible. Deng Xiaotian frowned and went to hell again. Sure enough, Suk's vital signs are slowly recovering.

"How strange!" Deng Xiaotian didn't understand why this happened, but now it seems that it's all safe. He put Suke on the sofa again and let him lean on it.

"Suk, let's go to the hospital and have a check!" Wan Qihong squatted down, still worried, but because of her action, the neckline of compassion was wide open. Fortunately, she was born poor, but Suk didn't see any bloody pictures.

Wan Qihong said while looking at Suk with concern, her eyes were red, and her tears dropped unconsciously,

"it's OK! Silly girl Suk subconsciously wanted to reach out to wipe Wan Qihong's tears from the corner of her eyes, but he moved his arm and found that he didn't even have the strength to lift his fingers up, so he could only smile: "I'm a doctor, where do I need to go to the hospital? Don't worry, I have nothing to do now!"

Suk really knows his own situation very well. The reason why he had weak vital signs before was all due to the new reward -- the effect of tortoise breathing and real work.

Before his transfer

everyone turned to look at the door one after another. As the door was opened, Li Zeqing slowly came in with a tired figure. His eyes were full of blood, and even his eyes were black. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Nai gave a wry smile. At this time, he found that Suk was surrounded by them.

"Director Deng, Mr Zhang!" Li Zeqing's voice became hoarse, as if he had not slept all night. He finally came near, but saw that Suk was as weak, depressed and pale as if he had a serious illness.

"Suk, what's the matter with you? What's the matter? " Li Zeqing is shocked. Suk, this is his life-saving straw. Nothing can happen.