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Chapter Thirty-Seven: Nine Deaths

In the quiet corridor, the white ceiling lights are bright, and the weather is still cloudy and sunny after the rain, even a little sultry.

On the wet street outside, people walked back and forth, leaving footprints all over the floor.

Li Yu walked in and out of the ward without stopping for a moment, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

Doctors and nurses were holding various medical instruments and nervously shuttled between the pharmacy and the ward.

The tense atmosphere tugged at everyone's heart. Lao Yu was in the next ward. After settling his wife out of danger, he hurriedly walked towards Jiang Hao's ward.

Snake Ming and Xiao Li were pacing back and forth outside, as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

The scene on the top of the tea mountain made people nervous and at a loss. Aunt Yu was out of danger, but the poison was transferred to Jiang Hao again. The water snake on the mountain forest had been hidden for a long time and was extremely poisonous.

No one had ever thought that this narrow escape would happen to Jiang Hao.

Li Yu was holding the kettle and had just put it on the table next to the hospital bed. Seeing Jiang Hao surrounded by doctors and nurses, all kinds of feelings were entangled in his heart. His eyes were hot, and he turned away to secretly wipe his tears.

Snake Zaiming beat the wall helplessly, uncertain about his life or death. No one dared to inform Jiang Hao's parents. Jiang Hao's mother already had severe asthma, and further stimulation would make it worse.

"Doctor, how is he?"

Li Yu wiped away his tears, grabbed the doctor who was about to walk out of the door and asked.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We have cleaned out the toxins in his mouth and performed gastric lavage. Judging from his physical condition, we are very hopeful."

Unable to wait for Li Yu's reaction, the doctor hurried out again. The health center's medical equipment was limited, so they could only adjust the treatment plan in a timely manner.

Li Yu looked at Jiang Hao's pale face and closed eyes, and remembered the way he made him laugh and protected himself solemnly, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

The tea-picking ladies gathered around the door. Xiaoli saw that their chirping was affecting the quiet atmosphere of the hospital, so he stepped forward and told them, "You go back first. I will let you know if everyone is okay."

After saying that, everyone looked at each other and saw that the small space became more and more crowded, so they had no choice but to leave the hospital muttering.

Bottles of medicinal powder were pierced by needles, drawn up and poured into glass bottles of sodium chloride injection. The cold and slender tubes were poured into Jiang Hao's body bit by bit.

With a pale face, cold hands and feet, and almost purple lips, he was sleeping unconsciously on the hospital bed. When Lao Yu saw this scene, he stubbed out the cigarette in his mouth and put it in the trash can next to him.

The frustration and dilemma made Lao Yu unable to even curse.

Thinking about the pitiful appearance of Lao Jiang and his wife, and seeing such a spirited young man like Jiang Hao lying here with unknown life and death because he saved his wife, I feel so sad.

The doctor enclosed the temporary barrier, and Lao Yu couldn't see what was going on inside even when he stood on tiptoe.

She Zaiming said to Lao Yu: "Now Lao Zhang of the tea-picking team is injured, and Jiang Hao is like this. God is going to destroy our Xiaobei Village!"

Lao Yu stared at Snake Ming and took a few mouthfuls.

You should avoid saying unlucky words when you are unlucky, as this can easily attract crows' mouths.

Just as Lao Yu was about to speak, the doctor removed the barrier and hurriedly walked out. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's a miracle. He was saved!"
Chapter completed!
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