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Text Chapter 637 The Thin Line between Life and Death

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    "So you let your master go?" Chaoyang asked, a little unhappy, because Dongsheng's health had just recovered, and he was running around now not knowing what would happen, so he said to Baolin: "Send someone to look for him quickly.  ¡±

    "Ah?" Paulin hesitated: "But I can't go out."

    "Master is almost gone, why are you still guarding those things?" Chaoyang was angry and funny.

    "I'm going to find Master." Baolin finally bravely stepped down the steps and went to find Dongsheng.

    "You are so heartless." Chaoyang turned around and saw Yang Zongbao sitting barefoot on the steps and asked, "Should we go find him?"

    "No need." Yang Zongbao shook his head.

    "Why? Aren't you in a hurry?" Chaoyang asked.

    "I can probably tell where he went." To Chaoyang's expectation, Yang Zongbao seemed to have known that Dongsheng was leaving.

    "Where to go?" Chaoyang asked.

    "The palace."

    "Why did he go there?"

    "Monk Dongsheng wants to promote cooperation between Henry and me."

    "How to make it happen?" Chaoyang had a vague feeling.

    "I don't know." Yang Zongbao admitted decisively: "The matter between him and Henry is definitely not as simple as what he said, so there should be some way."

    "He is in poor health and can't move around at all. Aren't you worried?" Chaoyang asked.

    ¡°¡­¡± Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t answer.

    "You already knew that he went back to die?" Chaoyang has a clean mind, so he can quickly discover the strangeness of this matter.  Why did Yang Zongbao go out and come back so promptly?

    "I knew he would go out, but I didn't know he was going to die."

    "Wouldn't taking out his body mean that he was going to die?"

    ""

    "You are a doctor." Seeing Yang Zongbao's silence, Chaoyang emphasized.

    ¡°¡­¡± Yang Zongbao was still silent.

    "Shouldn't you save lives and heal the wounded?" Chaoyang's voice became louder and louder.

    But Yang Zongbao was still immersed in his own world. As the sun set, the golden sunlight gave the temple a holy color.  Yang Zongbao's back was facing the sun, making it difficult to see the expression on his face, but Chaoyang knew that he must be very troubled.

    "In the past, I regarded myself as a doctor and believed that being a doctor is a noble profession that is not restricted by any external factors. I asked the doctors in my hospital not to accept red envelopes, not to wear colored glasses, and to treat everyone equally But George is different from me. He  The hospital under his treatment is so expensive that only the rich can get treatment, but he can improve the living conditions of doctors very clearly, which is to achieve his goal.  The profession of a doctor is just a means to realize some of his wishes"

    "What do you want to say?" Chaoyang didn't know the reason for Yang Zongbao's confusing language.

    "What I want to say is that I am the same as him. I am also utilitarian and snobbish. I also have a purpose when I become a doctor and open a hospital. It's just that I didn't even discover this purpose until" At this point, Yang Zongbaodun  After a pause, he continued: "It wasn't until George died that I realized that what I did before was just out of fear. I didn't dare to care about anything, and I didn't dare to fight for anything, including Avril"

    Chaoyang knows Avril and the woman who left Yang Lian behind.  She knew that if Yang Zongbao could take the initiative to mention Avril, it would be the time for him to completely dissect his heart.

    "I am also responsible for Avril Lavigne. If I had taken the initiative to fight for it, the situation would not have been like this. Even Yang Lian might not have been born. When George took away the Virgin Mary Hospital, I didn't care. Then  It's because I'm afraid of being betrayed and the reason for my character is my mother's accidental death and my father's abandonment"

    "What does the young master want to do?" Chaoyang gradually grasped the key point of Yang Zongbao's words.

    "What are you doing? I can forget about the mental hospital I stayed in when I was a child, but George has not. He has done a lot of research over the years and found that the hospital has mysteriously disappeared since we left. It's not that the address has changed, but the house.  It hasn¡¯t changed, but there¡¯s nothing inside, as if it never existed. Do you think there¡¯s that kind of power that can erase all traces of the existence of hundreds of people?¡±

    "" Chaoyang quietly acted as a listener.

    "I clearly remember that the so-called mental hospital held not just mental patients, but people from all walks of life and different races It seemed like a petri dish let us kill each other, and then we would come up with a winner? I  I don¡¯t know. Many things are connected together. The person who can come out of it is.There is a connection.  I contacted Qiangwei and George because we were together, and Rukawa Kangcheng also seemed to have disappeared for a while when he was a child. Although it is a bit speculative, I always feel that there is a connection between them maybe it is the shadow of my childhood.  , so I am always unwilling to touch it.  George was stronger than me, and I knew he was investigating, so I hid and let George lead the charge.  But now that George is dead, I have to do everything.  I must sign this contract, even if Monk Dongsheng dies, I will not hesitate.  I urgently need to establish my own power. It¡¯s not like you don¡¯t know in China that I have to remain anonymous whenever there is trouble.  To others, I appear to be successful.  But he was still being kneaded in the paws of others.  I joined the army in order to find another way out, but later I found that it didn't work at all. There were so many obstacles on it. Even if everything goes smoothly for me, I still can't achieve the expected goal"

    "I understand." After hearing Yang Zongbao's explanation, Chaoyang sat next to him without hesitation.

    "Don't you think I'm selfish?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "No." Chaoyang's voice was calm, and he could no longer see the anger just now: "I know the pressure you have been under in the past few years. I just didn't expect your pressure to reach this level."

    "Don't you blame me for ignoring Monk Dongsheng's life and death?" Yang Zongbao smiled bitterly.

    "If Dongsheng can be exchanged for that cooperation, it will be a good deal." Chaoyang's ability to accept is very strong.

    "Then we just wait?" In fact, Yang Zongbao was also very uneasy.  Ever since George's accident, he has been abnormal.  Although he would not actively harm others, the power station incident brought indescribable pressure to his heart.  Coupled with what happened to Monk Dongsheng this time, the morality he had always adhered to finally had a crack - after all, Monk Dongsheng was his patient.

    The two of them waited until late at night.  When the monks in the temple changed the incense candles used for lighting around them, Monk Dongsheng finally came back.

    Every step he took left two bloody footprints behind him.

    "Quick." Yang Zongbao rushed over first and packed up the old monk.  The old monk was so thin that there was only a handful of bones left, so Yang Zongbao picked him up easily.

    "Yes." Chaoyang was also the one who made a prompt decision and followed Yang Zongbao and ran into the apartment.

    Yang Zongbao put Monk Dongsheng on the ground and asked him to lie flat on his back.  Then he untied his clothes.  There were seven bloody holes under the clothes.

    "Is there anything to stop bleeding?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "The lotus seeds were useless last time." Chaoyang said as he took out the lotus seeds from Yang Zongbao's pocket and squeezed them hard. The lotus seeds were crushed into powder, and then he touched the lotus seed powder on the old monk's wound: "How to nourish it?  "

    "Infusion is needed." Yang Zongbao's expression was not optimistic.

    "No infusion." Although Monk Dongsheng looked sluggish, he still had a clear will.  When he saw Yang Zongbao trying to give him an infusion, he immediately stopped him: "I don't want to come into contact with those unnatural things."

    "The bleeding has stopped." Chaoyang reminded.

    Yang Zongbao saw that the seven bleeding holes on Monk Dongsheng¡¯s body had been completely stopped and there was no more bleeding.  I didn¡¯t expect lotus seeds to be so effective.

    Fortunately, Monk Dongsheng¡¯s wounds avoided important positions, so he did not die immediately.

    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I don¡¯t have any tools at hand if I want an infusion.¡± Yang Zongbao patted the back of Dong Sheng¡¯s skinny hand to reassure him.

    "He didn't have much blood in his body to begin with, and now he has lost so much, he probably won't be able to survive. I can only keep him alive first." Yang Zongbao was very serious. Dongsheng's current situation is very bad.  The blood in the whole body can no longer maintain the operation of the entire body.

    "What should I do?" Chaoyang asked.

    "I want the blood in his limbs to return to his heart." After Yang Zongbao finished speaking, he magically took out a set of golden needles from his body: "Fire."

    "Okay." Chaoyang seemed to have understood what Yang Zongbao was going to do, and took down an incense candle from the wooden pillar of the Zen room.

    Yang Zongbao burned the golden needle slightly on the incense candle, then lifted one of Monk Dongsheng's feet and pierced it behind his knee

    This time Yang Zongbao inserted the needle very deeply and inserted almost all the golden needles into Dongsheng's body.  After inserting one leg, Yang Zongbao began to insert gold needles into the other legthen the elbow joint of his right handthen the elbow joint of his left hand

    Thanks to Monk Dongsheng being very thin, Yang Zongbao was able to accurately identify the location of the large blood vessels and block the blood near the heart.  Although it is inevitable that some capillaries will have blood flow through them.  But that is exactly what Yang Zongbao wants to achieve. As long as there is blood supply, the distal end will not become necrotic

    When Yang Zongbao completedFinally, Monk Dongsheng's face recovered somewhat and was no longer as pale as a dead person.

    "Don't waste it." Yang Zongbao said to Chaoyang.

    Chaoyang understood, washed his hands in the water, and then slowly fed the hand washing water into Monk Dongsheng¡¯s swollen mouth.

    After Monk Dongsheng said the previous sentence, he fainted, so he didn't know what Yang Zongbao had done to him.

    "Now we can only rely on God's will." Yang Zongbao said next to Monk Dongsheng.

    "Is there a good chance that Master will survive?" Chaoyang asked.

    "Not much. Although what I did looks miraculous, it is still understandable in the final analysis. The master is on the verge of death because he has lost too much blood. If I want to save him, I have to maintain his heart, his head these important organs.  To maintain sufficient blood supply, the only option was to sacrifice his limbs, so I used gold needles to seal off the large blood vessels in his limbs"
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