《My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms》My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms - Chapter 30,
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Chapter 30,
Five o’clock in the morning .
Lin Hai was sleeping soundly and his mobile phone rang .
“I depend, who is so early?” Woken up in the dream, Lin Hai was annoyed .
“Hello?”
“Lin Hai, my father can’t do it . ” The cries of Liu Xinyue came over .
“What!” Lin Hai sat up and said, “I’ll be right there!”
Put on the clothes, Lin Hai gets on the car and goes straight to the hospital .
While driving, Lin Hai sent a message to the Golden Flower Boy .
Little Muddleheaded Fairy: How’s the matter of rejuvenating the soul? See the Quick Return Message!
After a while, Golden Flower Boy’s message came back .
Golden Flower Boy: It’s almost ready this evening .
Night? I can’t wait!
Little Muddleheaded Fairy: I need it now, at most ten minutes!
Golden Flower Boy: If Shangxian wants to be in such a hurry, I can only divide it into several parts and give it to patients in batches . In this case, it depends on luck to wake up at last .
Little Muddleheaded Fairy: Just do it!
Now it’s vital to save lives . If we can’t wake up at last, we can’t think of any other way to do it . We can get another rejuvenation .
In the emergency room, Liushan is lying quietly in the hospital bed, on the instruments, all vital signs are rapidly weakening .
Du Chun, with a serious face, is in urgent rescue .
“Dean, the patient is basically hopeless . Let’s stop wasting our energy?” Liu Shan’s chief doctor, Wang Yong, was on the sidelines .
“Shut up, as long as the patient is still breathing, we can’t give up what we do as doctors!”
“Yes, yes, the dean is really a doctor’s benevolence . ” Wang Yong should bear it, but his eyes showed a trace of disdain .
Just then, there was a riot outside the emergency room .
Du Chun frowned . “Go and see, what’s going on?”
Wang Yong rushed out .
“What’s the noise? Do you know it’s a hospital?” As soon as Wang Yong came out, he scolded the crowd .
Lin Hai saw Wang Yong and felt a sudden disgust .
“How’s the man?”
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“What’s the matter?” Wang Yong sneered and recognized Lin Hai at the moment .
“What else can we do? Wait for the corpse to be collected . ”
“Wow!” As soon as Wang Yong’s words fell, Liu Xinyue squatted on the ground and began to cry bitterly .
Lin Hai’s eyebrows picked and walked in .
“Hey, what are you doing? Do you know if this is an emergency room? The idle and miscellaneous are not allowed to enter .
Lin Hai ignored him and pushed Wang Yong aside .
“You, do you stop for me and take responsibility for your life?” Wang Yong took two steps to catch up .
“Bang!”
Lin Hai pushed the door of the emergency room open directly .
Du Chun had just removed his gloves, and the patient’s vital signs had basically disappeared .
Originally because of the failure of rescue, Du Chun, who was somewhat agitated, turned his head in anger when he saw someone break into the rescue room .
“Dean, this man is so disrespectful that I can’t stop him if he has to rush in!” Wang Yong quickly explained to Du Chun .
“Get out!” Du Chun shouted angrily .
“Did you hear that? Let you go out!” Wang Yong roared at Lin Hai .
“I asked you to go out!”
“Let me…” Wang Yong was foolish . “Dean, I…”
“Can’t you understand people? Get out of here!”
“OK, OK, OK, I’ll go out, I’ll go out . ” Wang Yong nodded and waisted out of the emergency room .
“Master, are you going to use the golden needle to cross the soul again to save people?” As soon as Wang Yong went out, Du Chun flattered and ran to Lin Hai .
Previous frustration caused by the failure of rescuing people has long since disappeared .
Du Chun’s heart and soul trembled at the thought that he would probably see Lin Hai’s golden needle crossing the soul with his own eyes .
Cross your sister, Lin Hai turned a white eye .
The last time that kind of inhuman pain, Lin Hai is particularly fresh in memory, but not as a last resort, Lin Hai will never use the golden needle to cross the soul again .
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Looking at Liushan on the bed, Lin Hai took out his mobile phone .
Little Muddleheaded Fairy: Boy, is it all right? Speed up .
Golden Flower Boy: Right away, wait another minute .
Du Chun looked silly beside him .
Master is not ordinary ah, the patient is not angry, Master is not anxious, there is free to play with mobile phones .
Above Liushan, a ghostly figure floats .
It was Chu Liner, the new envoy who failed last time .
“The last time he failed, thanks to his father’s help to hide it, he escaped punishment, but this time he must not fail . ”
Chu Lin’er’s right hand, a chain appeared in his hand, toward the neck of Liushan .
“Let’s go . ” Chu Lin’er’s small mouth is proud .
“Damn it, I’m sorry!” Lin Hai, holding a mobile phone and other Dan medicine, suddenly felt a throb of the soul .
“Master, what’s wrong?” Seeing that Lin Hai’s face was not right, Du Chun asked quickly .
Lin Hai did not reply, but his mind became very clear .
“Yes, as recorded in the Heritage of the King of Medicine, this situation is that the soul is far away from the body . ”
“Made, it’s too late . ” Looking at the mobile phone, there is no movement on the other side of Golden Flower Boy .
Lin Hai gritted his teeth and had no choice but to use the gold needle again to win the soul . He could not watch Xinyue’s father die .
Quickly take out the golden needle, Lin Hai toward a key point on Liushan .
“Golden needle crosses soul!” Du Chun, who saw Lin Hai’s needle, trembled with excitement .
“Hum!” Lin hai felt a terrible headache .
“Well?” Chulin’er, who is leading the soul of Liushan, suddenly feels a strong and familiar pull .
“Come again? I’m so angry!” Chu Liner immediately realized that the last guy was doing the right thing with himself .
This time, you have to teach that disgusting fellow a lesson .
Thought of this, Chu Liner immediately full of strength, pulling Liushan forward .
Ding Dong!
At the critical moment, Lin Hai’s micro-message rang .
Lin Hai spared his hand to look at the needle while enduring pain .
“Made, it’s finally here . ”
I opened the bag and found that there was a black pill in it .
Extract!
Because Lin Hai had something in both hands, the pill fell directly on the ground and rolled out a long way .
“What is it?” Du Chun, who was concentrating on Lin Hai’s needle, was shocked .
“Pick up that pill, hurry up!” Lin Hai said anxiously .
Now his headache is almost unbearable .
“Oh . ” Du Chun quickly picked up the pills . Although he did not know what to do with them, he could guess that the pills should be very important by looking at Lin Hai’s face .
“Put it in the patient’s mouth!”
“What? Master, it’s all on the ground . It’s not sanitary .
“Made, hurry up! What a lot of nonsense!”
“Oh, oh!” Du Chun was so anxious to see Lin Hai that he quickly stuffed the pills into Liushan’s mouth according to Lin Hai’s words .
The pill instantly melted into a black liquid .
At the same time, Lin Hai clearly felt that Liushan’s soul was slowly returning to the body through the secret method in the inheritance of King Yao .
Although not fully integrated, at least not pulled away .
“Huh!” Lin Hai quickly pulled out the golden needle .
“Well, it’s a short time . It’s not as painful as death, but it’s enough . ” Lin Hai rubbed his head vigorously, and at last he was relieved .
“Here, here, the vital signs are restored!” Du Chun looked at the display on the instrument . Although he had witnessed the process of Lin Hai’s rescue, he still thought it was somewhat incredible .
At the same time, the heart of Lin Hai more worship .
“Who, who is it, my grandmother is so angry!” In mid-air, Chu Lin’er looked at the empty chains in his hands, and his full breasts kept fluctuating .
Liushan has the vital signs, although the soul and body have not been fully integrated, but has belonged to the living people, she can not lock the soul away .
This means that her mission failed again!
“Whoop and whine… Too bullying . ” Chu Lin Er sat down in the air with a small mouth and began to cry .
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