Han Huazhong naturally saw He Sheng, and immediately frowned, his face becoming a little gloomy: "It's you?"

Last night, Han Huazhong heard from the South Korean side that he met a man who slapped his son the day before yesterday. Moreover, the other party's strength was still at the eighth level of the disciple, which surprised Han Huazhong, but also gave up the idea of ​​causing trouble for this person again.

But what Han Huazhong didn't expect was that he could actually meet this person in the hospital.

"Uncle, it's such a coincidence." He Sheng grinned at Han Huazhong.

Tong Shanjing, who was standing beside him, hurriedly came forward: "Mr. He, please show the old man quickly, he is almost out of reach."

He Sheng was unmoved by this and raised his eyebrows: "Are you so many doctors? You don't need us, just watch it."

"This..." Tong Shanjing was stunned. He looked at He Sheng, then at Han Huazhong, and had already guessed something in his heart.

The two of them had such tit-for-tat eyes, which was obviously a feud.

"Boy, I don't care about you hitting my son before, but now my father is critically ill and needs first aid. I don't have time to try time with you!" Han Huazhong stared at He Sheng straight.

He Sheng was happy and said with a smile: "I'm not here to cause trouble for you. Isn't your old man still lying down? I'm entrusted by someone to help your father's life."

"No need!" Han Huazhong looked cold: "I have invited the best doctor in the country. I don't have to worry about my father's illness!"

"Is that right?" He Sheng shrugged, with an expression of watching the show: "That's OK, then you guys will treat it, I'll watch it."

Han Huazhong didn't have so much time to talk to He Sheng, so he immediately turned around and hurried to Cui Sanming's body.

Seeing Cui Sanming using needles, Han Huazhong asked nervously: "Mr. Cui, how are you?"

Before Cui Sanming could speak, a doctor on the side took off his mask: "Mr. Han, we have tried our best. The patient's condition itself is not very good, and cardiac resuscitation is completely useless now."

While the doctor was speaking, the remaining doctors had stopped first aid.

On the heart rate meter, the old man's heartbeat is gradually flattening. If it becomes a straight line, it is equivalent to declaring death.

Hearing this, Han Huazhong was anxious and grabbed Cui Sanming's arm: "Mr. Cui, hurry up! Please hurry up, save my dad!"

Cui Sanming was also very anxious, but the needle was inserted but it had no effect at all.

"Oh, Mr. Han, you... your father's illness is too serious. I... I can't save it..."

Looking at the few needles that the old man had stabbed, Cui Sanming was helpless. He had applied the needle quickly enough, but he had no effect at all after stabbing it.

Tong Shanjing stood beside He Sheng, watching the old man's heart rate slowly drop, he couldn't help but sigh and raised his head to look at He Sheng.

"Mr. He, you can save me, right?" Tong Shanjing asked.

He Sheng's face was calm and he nodded: "Yes, but he doesn't want to save him."

"Ah..." Tong Shanjing sighed.

Han Huazhong heard He Sheng's words, and he turned around suddenly and stared at He Sheng tightly.

"Boy, can you save my dad?" Han Huazhong was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pan. He Sheng's words ignited a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Yes, but I said that I don't want to save you." He Sheng hugged his hands in his chest, looking like he was not in charge of his own affairs.

Han Huazhong was anxious. Now, in the whole room, let alone doctors, even Cui Sanming was helpless, but this kid swears that he could cure it. Han Huazhong naturally couldn't miss this opportunity!

Thinking of this, Han Huazhong didn't care about his politeness and immediately acted politely: "Brother, I, Han Huazhong, beg you, save my dad! As long as you can save my dad, you can do whatever you want!"

"Mr. Han, don't believe him! This kid must have misled you. In this case, I suggest surgery immediately, maybe there is a glimmer of life!" Cui Sanming, who was standing beside him, said loudly.

"No! No surgery!" Tong Shanjing shouted: "The old man is old and cannot do surgery. Moreover, the situation is special now. If the heart rate is maintained like this, he will not be able to save the operating room and he will die halfway."

"Mr. Han, let Mr. He come!" Tong Shanjing added.

Han Huazhong looked at Cui Sanming, then looked at He Sheng, gritted his teeth, as if he had made a very difficult decision.

"Mr. He, I admit that what happened that night was my fault! But it has nothing to do with my father. I promise you that as long as you can cure my father, I will agree to any conditions. And, the Han family will be your friend in the future!" After weighing the pros and cons, Han Huazhong chose to believe in He Sheng, one because He Sheng was the person called by Tong Shanjing, and the other because of He Sheng's strength.

This eighth-level disciple is not like an ordinary person just by looking at his style of doing things. Perhaps he can really cure his father.

"Mr. Han, don't talk too early..." He Sheng smiled, still looking calm and calm: "As for the conditions, I will definitely speak loudly. Are you sure you can bear it?"

"As long as Mr. He, you speak! I will do my best to satisfy you!" Han Huazhong said loudly with red eyes and gritted his teeth.

"Okay..." He Sheng nodded: "Then I will continue your father's life first, and then discuss the conditions..."

As he said that, He Sheng slowly walked towards the hospital bed.

Cui Sanming, who was standing beside him, patting his forehead heavily, looking frustrated: "Mr. Han, you really made a wrong decision! The old man is in this situation. How could he save him without surgery?"

"That's Dad, this kid might kill grandpa!" Han Wei, who was standing beside him, also said hurriedly.

Before, Han Wei had been staying in front of the hospital bed. Seeing his father compromise with this kid, Han Wei wanted to interrupt, but he never had a chance.

"Look, the old man must be unsuccessful."

Cui Sanming shook his head. He was also a doctor. He also knew about the patient's situation. It was so bad that it was sent to the operating room. How could this be possible if the operation was not effective?

He Sheng ignored these gossips. He walked to the old man and squinted his eyes and looked at him for two seconds. Then he slapped the old man's chest with a palm with his right hand.

He Sheng's palm was very hard, and the bed made a dull sound. After one palm was slapping, He Sheng had a needle in his hand.

The needle was stabbed into the old man's heart with a force, and the needle was stabbed very hard, and half of the needle was stabbed into the old man's skin.

"Mr. Han, look, what are the methods? If you hit the heart so hard, the heart will be revived, and it will be fine if you don't get stopped by the camera!" Cui Sanming rolled his eyes and thought to himself, Han Huazhong is really pedantic. People say that he can save it if he can. Now, this old man will definitely die soon!

Han Huazhong hurried forward and planned to ask He Sheng what was going on.

But at this moment, a "drip" sounded on the heart rate meter.

The heart rate line, which was already almost in a straight line, slowly fluctuated. In less than five seconds, the heart rate returned to the normal line!
Chapter completed!