After the poison entered his body, Li Suixin's face turned a little blue, but his expression did not change much.

It was still calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.

Even the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if something good had happened to him.

For Li Suixin, this is indeed a good thing.

These toxins actually contain some kind of strange energy and are filled with a strong breath of life.

After entering the Nine-turn Immortal Burning Furnace, these toxins are immediately powerfully decomposed and rendered harmless.

Excess impurities are released directly into the air through Li Suixin's long and slow breathing.

What was left in Li Suixin's body by the Nine-turn Immortal Burning Furnace was a strange energy filled with extremely strong life breath.

This is an unexpected surprise.

It's a pity that Mr. Mao has very few toxins in his body.

Even if it was wiped out by Li Suixin, it would only be a little bit and the help to Li Suixin would be very limited.

As soon as this thought came into his mind, Li Suixin couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

Fortunately, there is only such a small amount of toxins. If there were a little more, I am afraid that Mr. Mao would not be able to hold on now.

The purple color on Li Suixin's face quickly disappeared completely, and his complexion quickly returned to normal.

Mao Yangming, Zhang Zhengnan, and the doctors at the door were all dumbfounded. They didn't know why, thinking that they had just collectively been dazzled.

Zhang Zhengnan has considerable confidence in Li Suixin. After all, when he was dying, it was Li Suixin who came to save him.

Under his persuasion and influence, Mao Yangming was no longer so repellent and had more confidence in Li Suixin.

But the doctors at the door instinctively felt a sense of pity in their hearts.

They are both doctors, so they naturally want to confirm each other and compete with each other.

This is not about good or evil, but about human nature.

Seeing the purple color on Li Suixin's face disappear, the doctors' low-pitched discussion took another direction.

"Why does this young man's face look like he has changed his face? Even if he is given an antidote injection, it won't be so fast!"

"You probably don't know yet! This young man is respected as the master of Sui Xin. It is said that he has some Taoism and is good at some crooked and evil techniques!"

"Humph! It turns out that God has seen that the great immortals and their ilk are not worth laughing at!"

"Isn't that right! What age are we in now? There are still such young people who don't study well, don't pay attention to science, and still do these stupid and stupid methods! It's really shameful!"

"It's a problem that even modern medicine can't solve! It's even more impossible to pretend to be a ghost! This guy probably doesn't know who the patient is! Now he can't afford to just walk away!"

...While several doctors were chatting happily, Mao Yangming, Zhang Zhengnan, Dean Wan and others in the room all opened their eyes with joy or shock.

Before, without the support of the ventilator, Mr. Mao's chest no longer rose and fell.

He stopped breathing in despair.

But now, Mr. Mao's heavy breathing and the rise and fall of his chest prove that Mr. Mao's condition is gradually improving.

Being able to breathe on my own is already many times better than before.

Li Suixin looked calm. After pulling out the toxins from Mr. Mao's body and restoring his vital signs, he did not stop the treatment immediately.

Help people to the end and send them to Buddha and heaven.

Since he took over Mr. Mao's diagnosis and treatment, Li Suixin naturally helped Mr. Mao eliminate other hidden diseases in his body.

Mr. Mao is close to eighty years old. Although his body has been well maintained in recent years, he still has many old injuries and hidden ailments.

If you want to get rid of all these old injuries and hidden illnesses, it will of course take a lot of time.

In the special care ward, it was even quieter at the moment, with only Mr. Mao's gradually steady breathing clearly audible.

Ten minutes later, Li Suixin withdrew the Shenlong Life-Destroying Needles one by one, and with both hands, he helped Mr. Mao sit up.

He said calmly: "Bring a spittoon over here to catch the phlegm!"

Mao Yangming reacted immediately, picked up the spittoon from the side and came over.

This movement is very natural and fast, without any artificiality.

A person who has been in a high position for a long time can still do this, which made Li Suixin's eyes flash with approval.

Li Suixin nodded slightly to Mao Yangming, then supported Mr. Mao with one hand, raised his other hand high, and slapped Mr. Mao on the back.

"Bang!"

The sound was dull and echoing.

It's not a crisp and loud "pop" sound.

To Mao Mingyang's ears, it sounded like the sound of beating drums.

An old man who is almost eighty years old, are you trying to kill him by taking pictures like this?

Mao Mingyang's body trembled, his heart tightened, and a burst of anger arose. Just as he was about to glare, he heard Li Suixin scolding him.

"The spittoon is ready!"

What the hell... Mao Mingyang was furious and was about to kick Li Suixin away to see how the old man was doing.

A stream of sour and smelly liquid floated towards him. The sour and refreshing taste... made Mao Mingyang take his breath away.

Subconsciously, he raised the spittoon.

"Ugh~~~"

Mr. Mao was vomiting profusely, as if he wanted to spit out his intestines.

I imagined that I would be sprayed with sour and smelly vomit, but it didn't happen.

Mao Mingyang blinked and looked at his hands, which were empty. He didn't know when the spittoon in his hand had reached Li Suixin's hand.

The vomit that I just saw flying in front of me didn't even drop a drop outside.

How... is this possible?

The air in the room was filled with the smell of sour rot. Dean Wang quickly found a few masks and provided them to Mao Mingyang, Zhang Zhengnan and others.

By the time they all put on their masks, Li Suixin had already laid Mr. Mao down on his back, and then naturally handed the spittoon to Dean Wan's hand.

Dean Wan's expression was solemn, as if he had been given a great task.

Maybe he wasn't clear about Li Suixin's intention at the moment, or maybe he really wanted to use it for research.

Holding the spittoon carefully, Dean Wan endured the pungent smell of sour rot and handed the spittoon to a doctor from the First Hospital of Tiannan Province with great care and gave solemn instructions.

"Take more samples, send them to the laboratory, and send the test results as soon as possible!"

At this moment, Mao Mingyang was still thinking about the heavy-sounding slap Li Suixin had just given to the old man, and he immediately approached the old man Mao.

He has decided in his heart that if the old man is sent away by Li Suixin's slap, even if Zhang Zhengnan is here, he must make Li Suixin pay the price.

As soon as I got close to Mr. Mao and before I reached out to check on him, I saw Mr. Mao slowly opening his eyes and patting his stomach with his hand.

"Damn it, I finally got over it! It's so comfortable!"

Mao Yangming's eyes widened in disbelief, and his mouth opened wide with a surprised smile. His father, who had been sentenced to death by many experts in the hospital, actually woke up!

Just when I was about to ask something, I heard "Puff! Beep! Pah! Dang..."

A rancid smell hit my face, uh... vomit...

Even though Mao Yangming didn't dislike the gas emitted by his father, he couldn't bear it anymore and turned around and vomited.

The doctors standing near the door were all dumbfounded when they saw this strange scene.

Is there such a thing in the world?

This is unscientific!

There are no relevant records in the thick modern medical classics. Is it really witchcraft?

Li Suixin opened the curtains of the ward, opened the window, and calmly admired everyone's reactions and expressions.

Most people are like this. Things within their own cognition can be explained clearly and logically.

However, once something goes beyond cognition, it will either be dismissed as a trick or worshiped as a god!
Chapter completed!