"One of the dead is Noorang Kirik's family."

As a capitalist, Chen Zhao has gradually learned about the insidiousness of capitalists.

Even if things seem to be clear, it may not be certain whether the truth is as everyone has seen.

Of course, guess is guessing. Even if things go wrong, it has nothing to do with Chen Zhao.

This time I came here to give Farr favors, but in fact, their sisters have a bit similar personalities.

After Fal finished his dinner, the three of them returned to the hospital.

In the hospital, Chen Zhao also met his acquaintance Xia La.

Shara had just finished anesthesia on a patient and came out of the operating room.

In the United States, anesthesiologists are the easiest and most earned profession.

Of course, a top anesthesiologist like Shara sells skills.

You should know that many narcotic drugs are harmful to the body, so the dosage control is also very particular.

Mesco Pule looked at Chen Zhao, who seemed to know everyone in this hospital.

The doctors and nurses who came and went basically greeted Chen Zhao.

"Chen, can you hurry up? There are still patients waiting for you to save."

"Anyway, I've been lying for a month, so I don't rush to do this." Chen Zhao said disapprovingly, without any intention of speeding up.

A female nurse came over and went up to speak a few words.

When he arrived at the intensive care unit, Chen Zhao pushed open the door and saw a patient lying in a coma on the bed.

After lying for a month, Nourang Kirik was already skinny and could only rely on injections to maintain his life.

This kind of guardianship room that maintains vital signs costs several thousand dollars a day, which ordinary families cannot maintain.

At this moment, when Chen Zhao saw the soul of Nulang Kirik, he suddenly was stunned.

Because there was a nail on the head of Nulang Kirik's soul.

Obviously, this Nulang Kirik's soul was moved.

"Who has been here in this ward?" Chen Zhao asked.

"Is there any problem?" Fal asked in confusion.

"Ask." Chen Zhao said indifferently.

"There are only nurses besides the attending doctor." Fal said.

"Aren't you the attending doctor?"

"You don't know, I'm the main oncology department." Far rolled his eyes and Chen Zhao: "I'm not familiar with neurology."

"Are there anyone else coming in except for the attending doctor and nurse?"

"Do I count?" Mesco Pule spoke up.

"Did he have no other family members to visit him?"

"Yes, but now all his relatives have to break away from him. Even though he has been in a coma for more than a month, no relative has come to visit him."

Chen Zhao laughed with a sneer. This is considered to be betrayal of relatives.

But thinking about it is true. For a little money, doing such a thing has killed dozens of people, and even their own relatives.

It’s strange that such people are not betrayal of relatives and relatives.

"Chen, can you let him wake up?" Fal looked at Chen Zhao.

In fact, she was not sure whether Chen Zhao could awaken Nulang and Kirik again.

After all, he is a vegetable. The last time Chen Zhao awakened a vegetable does not mean that Chen Zhao will definitely succeed the second time.

"I'll check it first." Chen Zhao said.

Chen Zhao walked forward and gave Nulang Kirik a check on his body.

Nolang Kirik's body was basically not damaged.

Then the problem lies in his soul.

Chen Zhao's palm turned to Nulang Kirik's forehead.

Meisico Pule, who was standing behind Chen Zhao, suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Even though Chen Zhao did not look back, all the eyes and behaviors of Mesco Pule behind him were under Chen Zhao's gaze.

He is indeed not an ordinary person.

Chen Zhao has always suspected that Mesco Pule is a psychic.

For psychics, if something intuition feels, then ninety-nine percent will come true.

Now that Chen Zhao has confirmed that there is something wrong with Mesco Pule, he is even more certain.

Sure enough, the psychic's intuition never goes wrong.

Chen Zhao's fingers clamped the nail that ordinary people could not see.

He pulled it gently, and Nulang Kirik's soul moved.

"Chan, is there any way?" Fal asked.

"Far, go out first, I'll talk to Mr. Mesco."

"What's the matter?" Fal frowned. Is there anything that can't be said in front of him?

"Doing a medical fee, I don't want you to see my ugly face." Chen Zhao grinned.

Far glared at Chen Zhao in anger.

Even if she invites Chen Zhao with favor, she must not let him receive a medical fee.

"Okay, I'll leave it here to you."

Farr turned and left the guardian room.

Chen Zhao turned to look at Mesco Pule.

"Mr. Mesco, are you also a psychic?"

Mesco Pule looked at Chen Zhao, then shook his head: "I'm not."

"No? Mr. Mesco, there is no need to hide it in front of me."

"I am indeed not a psychic, but I am also a person from the supernatural world." Mesco Pule said meaningfully.

"What does it mean?" Chen Zhao was a little confused.

Not a psychic, but a person from the supernatural world?

Forget it, since I don’t understand, I won’t care. It has nothing to do with me anyway.

Chen Zhao asked, "Then did you pierce the nail on his forehead?"

"Yes." Mesco Pule nodded: "I stabbed it."

"Why? Don't you want him to wake up?"

"I was just trying to save his life," said Mesco Pule. "That car accident almost killed him. If I hadn't locked his soul with the secret method and the soul-locking nail, he would have died long ago."

"Then you take him off now." Chen Zhao said.

"Take it down? Are you sure?" Mesco Pule looked at Chen Zhao hesitantly: "If it is taken down, his soul will likely leave the body and then dissipate."

"Take it down." Chen Zhao said calmly: "I am a doctor, and I am a doctor who is more knowledgeable about souls."

Chen Zhao said lies and never made any drafts.

Although Chen Zhao has only read one magic book, he hasn't read it all yet.

However, when it comes to healing the damage of the soul, even Satan is not necessarily better than himself.

Mesco Pule reached out and took off the soul-locking nail.

His technique is very special. At least Chen Zhao saw a little bit of it, but he couldn't understand it.

Mesco Pule clearly did not use magic, and it seemed that he was using magic either.

This made Chen Zhao take a few more glances at Mesco and Pule.

However, at this time, Chen Zhao had no time to talk nonsense with him. After pulling out the soul-locking nail, Chen Zhao immediately stepped forward and poured the immortal power into Nulang Kirik's soul.

The effect of immortal power was very good, and it immediately stabilized Nulang Kirik's soul and reunite his soul with his body.
Chapter completed!