The next afternoon, Li Shen sat opposite the attending doctor and waited for him to reply.

The doctor was flipping through a bunch of CT pictures and color ultrasound, looked at the blood test report again, and finally moved the mouse and clicked twice.

His frowning look made Li Shen feel nervous.

"Li Shen, your organ condition is still not optimistic, and the signs of failure are also obvious."

The doctor pointed at several indicators on the test form, his tone was filled with unbearable heart.

Li Shen glanced at the numbers, what should be high is ridiculously low, and what should be low is scary.

It's similar to the indicators before discharge last week.

The doctor sighed, looked at Li Shen's eyes straight and said:

"You also know that your hope for illness is slim, probably in half a year..."

As he said that, he shook his head and sighed again. The doctor liked the little patient in front of him from the bottom of his heart, but the doctor was not a god and had no choice but to do anything.

He hardly dared to look at Li Shen's face, and his pale and desperate look appeared in his mind.

Only Li Shen asked:

"Doctor, what you mentioned is the half-year survival period, which does not include last week?"

"Well... From the indicators, I guess you will still have half a year."

"It means it doesn't include it?" Li Shen's tone was filled with joy.

The doctor was confused. How could anyone be so happy to hear this bad news? He raised his head and saw Li Shen’s slightly pale face with a smile.

"Haha, that's great."

A week's life is in vain!

Li Shen smiled and thanked the doctor, and he had to pay the money.

What the attending physician wanted to say, he opened his mouth, but never said it.

"Opinist boy, people like you probably won't get depression in this life."

The voice of "lustful pen" came from Li Shen's pocket.

"I can only live for such a little time and I have to feel depressed. Wouldn't it be a loss?" Li Shen whispered.

It seems that the road to practicing Taoism really has hope of curing his disease.

He would not naively think that the improvement this week was due to the illness "great mercy" and he had suspended himself.

...

After getting the medicine, I passed through the emergency hall.

Several male nurses shouted "Get out of the way" and hurried out in the hospital bed.

The person on the hospital bed was covered with white sheets, leaving only a pair of feet, and was struggling up and down to knock on the bed board.

"I am an immortal!"

"Come to your dean!"

In a blink of an eye, the hospital bed moved to the back door of an ambulance.

A few people came out of the ambulance and saw that the uniform was not a doctor from Shizhou General Hospital.

They used their hands to move the person from one bed to another.

One of them held a long needle in his hand.

"You can't treat me like this!"

"Wait for me..."

"What are you doing, what injections do you give me!"

"No..."

The man's voice gradually faded.

The police are maintaining order in the emergency hall, allowing the onlookers to disperse and not block the road to the emergency room.

After Li Shen heard the word "Immortal", his heart moved. Could that person be a cultivator?

But why is he controlled by ordinary people?

Li Shen wanted to get closer, wanting to see if that person was really a cultivator.

As soon as I took a step, I smiled bitterly, how could I make a judgment?

At this time someone patted his shoulder and pulled him into the crowd.

Li Shen turned around and found that he was a bald doctor in the same department as the attending physician.

The bald doctor happened to be in the emergency room and reminded Li Shen:

"Don't get too close, that person is a lunatic."

After Li Shen asked, he found out that the man was taken to the hospital by an ambulance a few days ago. He was vomiting blood all the time, but he refused to receive treatment and even refused the doctor's examination.

The man threatened the doctor that if he did not let him go, he would step down the entire hospital after he recovered.

The doctor on duty at that time realized the problem was serious and asked the nurse to call the psychiatric doctor and call the police again.

Just as he was worried that the patient had been struggling, he was unconscious after he spurted blood.

I woke up this morning and started cursing in vain again, and even kicked down a nurse who drew blood.

His psychological assessment showed that he had deep imagination, so he still asked a special mental hospital to pull him away.

Li Shen was speechless after hearing this. He probably wasn't a cultivator.

Although I have never seen a few practitioners, I have lived a serious life and I have not been as arrogant as him.

The senior sister mentioned that practitioners will be subject to many restrictions in the human world.

Those who act too eye-catching and want to make great achievements in the human world will usually be arrested and thrown into the cell of the fairy world.

...

Li Shen came to the school football stadium and saw a large "bread" curled up on the stone bench there.

Go close and put the canned cat next to it.

"It's like a cat" shaking his ears, narrowing his eyes and seeing it was Li Shen, observing up and down for a few seconds, and said in surprise:

"How come you have become like this after a few days?"

Li Shen smiled bitterly and said about the attack.

"This disaster will last for you, and you will also help you."

"If I hadn't had that flower to regulate my body, I would probably not be able to hold on. I specially bought canned cats to thank you."

"It's like a cat" sniffs the can, shakes his ears, and asks Li Shen to give it his right hand.

I don't know when I will get used to a fat orange cat to take my pulse.

Its fat claws leaned against its pulse, and Li Shen put his left hand up.

After a while, the tone of "like a cat" became even more surprised:

"Why are you losing your spiritual energy? Your body is like a pond. It's okay if your original fish is gone, but you haven't even left some shrimps and insects."

The more he spoke, the more surprised he became, asked:

"It's not easy! How did you survive?"

Li Shen said a little more about the senior sister helping her.

"Like a cat" nodded with a solemn expression, and his paws did not mean to leave his wrist.

"But...the poison of the rats on your body has not been eliminated."

It was Li Shen's turn to be surprised. Can't even the senior sister remove the poison of the long-singing rat?

"Like a cat" looked at Li Shen with contempt and said:

"If you have a specialty in your profession, the senior sister should be a miscellaneous scholar. It is enough to eliminate most of your poisoning."

"Even if the poison left in your body is ignored, it will gradually fade away in the future, but there will be a little sequelae of dizziness."

Li Shen nodded.

"Yeah..."

"It's like a cat" lowered his head and glanced at the canned cat, then looked up at Li Shen's pale face, hesitated for a while, and said:

"Forget it, I'll give you something to you, see you're so unlucky."

"Come on the can and follow me!"

"It's like a cat" jumping off the stone bench.

One person and one cat, one in front and one behind, walking towards the school gate.
To be continued...