Medical Women’s Business Route Back to the City

The voice came from the second floor, very eagerly. Shen Li also knew the owner of the voice, who came from Anjia to take care of An Ling.

Shen Li shut up very acquaintedly and looked at Mrs. Song. As expected, she had already rushed to the second floor in the next second, and she didn't even have time to say hello to him.

Taking the initiative to hold Xia Lan's hand, the three of Shen and Li followed Granny Song upstairs. Granny Song loves An Ling the most. If something happens to her, let alone Kunlun Ding, it will be a question of whether they can stay here.

Xia Lan was silent and did not speak, and followed Shen Li's steps very quietly. Before reaching the room, she smelled a strong smell of blood from a long distance away. It is worth noting that the smell of blood is still mixed with a very slight rot.

Immediately, Xia Lan's heart became more solemn. It can be seen that what Shen Li said before that the external rumors that Anling was suffering from cancer were completely mist bombs released by the Song family and the An family to conceal An Ling's true condition.

When she got close to the room, what Xia Lan first saw was not Anling, but the Kunlun Ding placed on the head of Anling's bed.

As shown in the photo, the Kunlun Ding looks very dilapidated, but it looks like a pile of broken copper and iron. However, by contacting Kunlun Ding at such a close distance, Xia Lan clearly felt the depressive and dark breath from the Ding.

"Mr. Anderson, what's wrong with Ling Ling?" Mrs. Song was standing next to a young doctor, anxious, but she knew how to control, and asked softly. From the moment she came in, her eyes were always fixed on another middle-aged man in a white coat who was busy at the bedside.

"Mrs. Song, Dr. Kyle is examining Miss Ann, please wait a moment." Anderson turned his head and said politely.

Old lady Song nodded slightly. She didn't understand medicine, but she was anxious but could only wait.

When Anderson and Mrs. Song were talking, Xia Lan had already looked at the room. In the room, all kinds of medical supplies and equipment occupies most of the room, obviously they were arranged specially, and the two foreign doctors should have been invited from abroad.

From any point of view, Anjia is extremely precious to Anling.

After looking at the surrounding environment, Xia Lan finally turned her attention to the woman who was lying on the bed, who looked extremely petite because of her illness.

The white gauze on the woman’s neck has been dyed red by the blood flowing from her mouth, and there is a steady stream of blood flowing out of her mouth; her eyes closed tightly, frowning because of pain, watching It really looks like the person who just passed the message said, the situation is very bad.

After a while, Mr. Kyle settled An Ling, who had fallen into a coma, and turned to look at Mrs. Song.

"Madam, Miss Ann’s condition has initially stabilized, but her condition is a bit special. I am not sure that I can cure her. I suggest you find a better doctor." It’s been more than a month since I came here. Excited to receive a new case. But no matter what he does, the patient's condition has been deteriorating, and today he is almost dead.

"I... I know." Old lady Song lowered her head and was silent for a moment, her voice turned hoarse when she opened her mouth.

"Then I'll go out first, and Anderson is here to watch, I will come over whenever there is something." Kyle bowed to Granny Song, and then backed out.

After Kyle left, Anderson took the initiative to tidy up the messy workbench. Although he is well-known in Country M, he is here only as Mr. Kyle's assistant.

Thinking of what Mr. Kyle said just now, Anderson couldn't help sighing. Mr. Kyle is a genius in the medical field of M country, and even he said he was not sure. This little girl is afraid that it is too bad.

Anderson packed his things and went to the toilet attached to the room, leaving the space for Mrs. Song.

It was a middle-aged woman in her 40s who had just gone down to spread the word to Mrs. Song. She cleaned up An Ling's blood and retired. At this point, only Mrs. Song and Shen Li were left in the room. people.

Mrs. Song took a few steps forward, squatted directly in front of the bed, stretched out her hands and stroked her head, her face was tender and distressed. Her family Anling is only 18 years old this year, and she is about to endure such torture. What kind of sin has been done!

Xia Lan stepped back two steps and motioned to Ye Feng to leave the room together. Shen Li's eyes moved slightly, but in the end he still didn't go out. He stood a few steps forward next to the old lady Song and looked at the girl who had played with the sick bed for a while as a child.

After leaving the room, Xia Lan opened the door directly and said to Ye Feng: "Brother, can you help me protect the law later?"

"Lan Lan, let me come this time." Ye Feng stared at Xia Lan for two seconds, shook his head and said: "An Ling is poisoned, it will be easier for me to solve it." Although he did not determine what was in the details. Poison, but judging from the destruction of Anling's body, he didn't think about it except for poisoning.

"No, it's not poisoning." Xia Lan said firmly. At first she thought it was poisoning, until Xiao Ling reminded her.

"An Ling was not poisoned, but was treated as an experimental subject. Someone injected a large amount of night charm grass juice into her body, trying to create a puppet."

Night charm grass is a kind of elixir with dark attributes, which has the effect of cannibalizing people's minds. This kind of medicine is rarely seen on the Five Elements Continent, and unexpectedly appeared in the 21st century. Obviously, they just discovered this medicine, but they don't know much about its effects.

Yemeicao cannibalize people's minds, but it won't hurt people's lives. The man was so whimsical that he wanted to use this method to create a puppet controlled by them. Of course, things like controlling puppets are difficult for ordinary people, but it is very simple for people who cultivate. The last time she had learned from Ye Feng that there were cultivators in the 21st century, Xia Lan was not surprised by this kind of thing.

And An Ling will become what it is now, one is because the person didn't use the right method when getting the Yemei grass juice into her body, and hurt An Ling's body; the other was the effect of modern medicine.

Later, with Kunlun Ding, An Ling's body deteriorated further. Among them, what role Kunlunding played, Xia Lan still didn't know.

"Ye Mei Cao? A puppet?" Ye Feng muttered, seeming to be thinking about something: "Only the juice of Ye Mei Cao cannot make a living person a puppet. It can only make that person lose his mind and become a fool... But Ye Mei Cao It won't hurt people. The result of my observation is that she was poisoned and her head was seriously injured..."

"The person who infused her with Yemeicao directly shot the juice into Anling's brain with infuriating energy. The destruction of her body should be the result of the dual effects of Kunlun Ding and Yemeicao." The following sentence, Xia Lan is also guessing.

Hearing Xia Lan's explanation, Ye Feng was speechless.

"At that time, I will be with you. I still know Yemei Cao."

"No, Xiao Ling can help me." Xia Lan directly refused Ye Feng: "Just in case, I will bring people into the space later, you help me guard the door and don't let other people come in."

After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng nodded: "Okay." It's very simple to deal with the night charm grass in the body. The little junior sister is enough.

The two people spoke in a very small voice, except for Shen Li inside, no one else could hear it. After a brief discussion, the two of Xia Lan walked in one after another. Everything just said must be based on the situation that Old Lady Song is willing to let them treat An Ling, and from the extent that Old Lady Song baby An Ling, it is a bit difficult.

At this time, Mrs. Song had changed from squatting to sitting, but the expression on her face remained the same, still gentle and distressed.

Xia Lan and Shen Li looked at each other and nodded slightly. Then, Shen Li also nodded at her, leaned over to Granny Song's ear, and whispered: "Grandma Song, let's go out and talk, let sister Ling have a good rest."

Granny Song did not speak at first, staring at An Ling for a long time before she stood up and nodded at Shen Li: "It's rare that you came to see grandma to play, but something like this happened to grandma and kept you waiting for so long. Let's go, go downstairs and chat!"

"Yeah." Shen Li nodded, and went out with Mrs. Song.

Granny Song walked to Xia Lan and Ye Feng, paused slightly, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, let you see the joke."

"Grandma Song, don't worry, Sister An will definitely be safe and sound." Xia Lan said politely.

Granny Song smiled and said nothing, and walked downstairs first.

When he got downstairs, after Mrs. Song asked someone to pour tea, Shen Li took the initiative to introduce Xia Lan and Shen Li to her before she could speak. He knew that it had just happened, and Mrs. Song definitely couldn't remember his introduction at the beginning.

Granny Song deliberately looked at Xia Lan a few more times, then nodded, and said in a serious way: "You have already started dating, right?"

Xia Lan smiled at Granny Song, but said nothing. Although this sentence was asked by looking at her, it was actually Shen Li who asked, and she could still see this.

"Well, I have brought it to my dad and grandpa."

"Not bad." Mrs. Song nodded, looking very satisfied. I don't know whether he is satisfied with Shen Li's bringing people back to Shen's house, or he is satisfied with Xia Lan.

Next, the two of them casually pulled out some things, basically it was Granny Song who asked Shen Li to answer. Xia Lan knew that this was not a good time to treat the disease, so she started to talk about An Ling's condition with Xiao Ling.

However, no matter how many questions were asked, it was about ten minutes later that Shen Li spoke after Mrs. Song finished asking a topic: "Grandma Song, what's the matter with An Ling's illness? Why didn't she go to the hospital? Where is it?"

With these words, Granny Song's body was obviously stiff.

Xia Lan stopped chatting with Xiao Ling, and she also wanted to know what happened to An Ling.

Mrs. Song was silent for a while, her expression on her face suddenly became painful, apparently thinking of some bad memories. Seeing this, Xia Lan couldn't bear to continue to ask, revealing an old man's scar in this way...but she still held back and waited for Mrs. Song to speak.

"Since you are asking, I will tell you..."