The Personal Crazy Doctor of the Female CEO

hospital.

Lin Jinglei woke up slowly on the hospital bed.

"Mr. Lin, you're awake!"

"Lei Zi, go and find the doctor!"

Zhang Xu, who had been following Lin Jinglei all the time, had sharp eyes. As soon as he noticed that Lin Jinglei had woken up, he immediately surrounded him and gave instructions to the people next to him.

"What's wrong with me?"

Lin Jinglei looked at the layout here and knew in his heart that this was a hospital, but he didn't know why he appeared here.

"When you were at home before, you fainted for some reason, and we also found that your body became very thin, the skin on your face was dry, and you couldn't see any muscles at all. We saw you This situation brought you here."

Zhang Xu seriously told what happened.

"Muscle disappears?"

"Is there a mirror? I want to see how I am."

Lin Jinglei looked at Zhang Xu in surprise. This was the first time he had heard of such a thing, but he also knew medical skills, and he could still see some things through observation.

"The doctor is here!"

Lei Yuan led a person quickly into the ward.

Afterwards, the doctor checked Lin Jinglei in various aspects, looked at Lin Jinglei solemnly and said, "Young man, don't go on a hunger strike in the future, it's not good for your health! Besides, I don't understand Now, you are not fat in this body shape, why are you still on a hunger strike?"

"Doctor, I think you may have made a mistake. He has been eating and sleeping normally for the past two days, and he is more punctual than us. It is absolutely impossible for him to go on a hunger strike to cause this situation!"

Hearing what the doctor said, Zhang Xu quickly stood up and explained.

Lin Jinglei also looked at the doctor in surprise at this time, he had breakfast this morning, why did he go on a hunger strike when he came to the doctor?

"Old Zhang, what time is it?"

Lin Jinglei glanced back at Zhang Xu, he had to make sure his time was correct.

"Today is two o'clock in the afternoon on the 22nd, and it was twelve noon when I found out that you fainted."

Zhang Xu casually responded to Lin Jinglei.

"The day is right!"

"Find me a mirror, I need to see what I look like now."

Lin Jinglei moved his head slightly. Since the doctor said that he was on a hunger strike, but the date was correct, it means that his problem may not be explained by modern medicine. There is only one possibility, but Lin Jinglei needs to confirm it himself.

Lin Jinglei is very confident in his medical skills, at least it can solve some problems that modern medicine cannot solve.

"Is this mirror okay?"

A female nurse took out a mirror from her pocket and handed it to Lin Jinglei.

"OK thanks!"

Lin Jinglei reached out to pick up the mirror, and when he was about to look at himself in the mirror, he suddenly noticed that his arm had turned into a "wooden stick". His skinny appearance was really ugly!
"Is it like this when I fainted before?"

Lin Jinglei watched Zhang Xu shake his arm, expecting Zhang Xu to give an affirmative answer.

"Yes, and it's a little worse than now! When I found out that you fainted, your face didn't even have any blood, it was yellow."

When Zhang Xu heard Lin Jinglei's question, he quickly explained to Lin Jinglei.

Before Zhang Xu finished speaking, Lin Jinglei fell silent.After a while, he turned his gaze to the mirror. In the mirror, Lin Jinglei's orbital bones protruded, and only a thin layer of skin remained on the apple muscles of his face, which made him feel uncomfortable.

When he was sure that he was not mistaken, Lin Jinglei quickly closed his eyes and began to use his mental strength to check his body.

In Lin Jinglei's body, all the muscles were in a state of atrophy, and there was no trace of flesh and blood at all.

When he checked his dantian point with his mental power, Lin Jinglei suddenly found that his dantian had very little true energy, and it didn't look like a normal practitioner's dantian at all.

"Since the dantian has become like this, what's the situation with my Lingtai?"

Lin Jinglei observed his dantian, and after confirming that the dantian only stored less zhenqi and other aspects were not affected, his attention fell on his altar.

Lingtai, the soul of all practitioners.

When cultivating mind-type exercises, practitioners can enter and exit the spiritual altar by running mind exercises. This is also a way of cultivation. People with strong minds can even use mental power to directly control things outside to attack and defend.

After Lin Jinglei's mental power entered his spiritual altar, he froze in place. The place he looked at was deserted, and he felt a sense of déjà vu.

In Lin Jinglei's spiritual altar, apart from the cracked ground, traces of burning can be seen, which is a sign of a fire!
"Isn't this what someone's garden was on fire?"

Lin Jinglei looked at the situation in the Lingtai, and he suddenly remembered that when he first arrived in Longcheng, he saw a newspaper report at Xia Ying's house.

According to the report, due to the negligence of the managers, an old-fashioned garden failed to replace the aging wires in time, which eventually caused a fire. The place where the fire broke out was photographed by the reporter and put on the newspaper. Where things were originally piled up, there was an extra layer of gray powder.

"That's not right! How come there are so many things in my Lingtai?"

When Lin Jinglei thought of the pictures in the newspaper, he suddenly found that there seemed to be not only the altar in his altar, but also some other objects!

It's just that it has turned into piles of powder now, and it is impossible to see what it looked like before.

"Could it be that my Lingtai can still mutate?"

Lin Jinglei looked at the center of the altar, where his soul was sitting cross-legged, but he hadn't practiced soul skills yet, so he couldn't integrate his soul with spiritual power, so his soul was still a sculpture.

"No! The power here is not as strong as it used to be! I remember that my master once said that even for ordinary people, one's soul power must be stored in the altar. If one's own soul power disappears from the altar, It means that this person is likely to lose his foundation!"

Lin Jinglei looked past the sculpture and suddenly noticed something.

Back then, when Lin Jinglei's master had just asked him to practice mindfulness exercises, the master once said that whether the foundation is deep or not will determine a practitioner's future achievements, and only by laying a solid foundation can he achieve greater achievements .

"Zhang Xu, help me with the discharge procedures."

After Lin Jinglei thought about things related to the Lingtai, he finally opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Xu and said.

"Okay, I'll wait right now! You just said you were going to be discharged from the hospital? Don't you plan to stay here for a while and take a good rest?"

Zhang Xu was about to go out when he heard the voice, but he turned around and asked as if he had seen a ghost.