"Everyone's physical condition is different; I just need less sleep."
After saying that, he opened the door and went out.
The minister's wife noticed that he had been perfectly fine just moments before, so why did his face suddenly darken? She didn't dare mention letting him rest again and hurriedly followed him.
Suddenly—
The minister, who was walking briskly ahead, suddenly seemed to be frozen in place by a spell cast from afar. His expression changed, and then he fell straight backward.
"Bang!!"
The minister's wife, following behind, witnessed all of the minister's changes: "Husband!!!"
The minister's wife was terrified when she saw her husband collapse.
I ran over to help him up, but a person's body is very heavy when they lose consciousness, and the minister was already heavy because he was tall and big.
Even though the minister's wife ran over to catch him, she could only protect his head, and then the two of them fell to the ground together.
At this moment, the minister's body was like a straight piece of wood. When a normal person faints, their limbs will soften, but the minister's limbs were stiff, just like... just like a stiff corpse.
"What's wrong with you? Don't scare me, honey, wake up!"
"Help! Help!" The minister's wife quickly called for the maid to come out and help, and then hurriedly dialed the hospital's number.
The ambulance arrived quickly and rushed the minister to the emergency room.
Half an hour later.
The minister's wife sat on the cold iron bench waiting. She was still in a daze. When you got closer, you could see that the minister's wife's hands were trembling slightly.
She was startled by the minister's sudden turn of events. A person who was usually so energetic would suddenly collapse without any warning; anyone would be shocked in that situation.
Soon, all the experienced specialists in the hospital rushed to the emergency room.
Half an hour later, the expert came out wiping the sweat from his forehead and said to the minister's wife, "Madam, we have never seen a minister in this condition before."
“His physical data is normal, and all the tests by the instruments cannot find any problems. We don’t know where to start and we don’t know what’s wrong with him.”
"In this situation, I suggest you take it to the medical association."
"The medical association has many talented people; they might be able to treat this condition."
That's very strange; the minister's vital signs and all other data are normal.
But the minister remained unconscious, and no matter how they tried to wake him up using a pacemaker or other methods, it had no effect.
Moreover, his limbs were stiff and rigid!
They were almost as bad as the corpses in the morgue.
The only saving grace was that the bodies in the morgue were cold, while the minister's body was warm...
"What? They can't even find the cause of the illness? What are we going to do..." When the minister's wife heard the expert say this, her vision blurred and she almost fainted.
She clutched her chest, catching her breath before finally calming down: "The Medical Association, right? Okay, okay, I'll take him there right away..."
The minister's wife dared not delay any longer and quickly took the minister to the Medical Association for help.
Physicians in the Medical Association are free; they don't have to clock in or out every day.
Therefore, when the minister's wife brought the minister over, there were only seven or eight doctors in the association who were conducting experiments; the other doctors were either out of town or abroad attending interviews.
After all the doctors in the association had finished their consultations, they were all at a loss as to how to treat the minister's condition. They even started looking up ancient books for case studies on the spot, but they spent most of the day searching!
There is still no clue about the minister's condition.
“The patient’s vital signs are all normal. Could this be a virus that has been recently researched abroad?” a doctor asked, suggesting that treatment should focus on the virus.
“I’ve never seen a virus like this before. This doesn’t look like it. Besides, who would dare to poison the minister? Are they really not afraid of war?” someone immediately denied.
A younger doctor was trying to lift the minister's limbs when he heard the discussion and suddenly said, "It's not this, it's not that, even pulse diagnosis can't find the cause."
"That--"
"Is it possible that the minister killed too many people and was cursed?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone mocked him, saying, "Believe in science and watch less superstitious programs."
"Those people deserved to die."
Several doctors huddled together, conducting experiments on the minister in an attempt to awaken him.
They discussed the possibility of the disease flaring up while frowning.
Fortunately, Mrs. Yang wasn't inside; otherwise, she would have fainted from fright upon hearing what they were saying.
Sudden.
As a doctor turned to get his tools, he inadvertently glanced at the equipment.
The doctor was horrified, his face turning ashen. He shouted at the others who were still discussing the matter, "Stop arguing! Something's wrong! I see the minister's heart rate is critical! Look!"
The crowd immediately booed and hurriedly looked at the instrument next to them.
Upon seeing this, everyone's expression changed drastically.
The minister's heart was beating too fast, faster than normal.
This situation is...more dangerous than a slow heartbeat!
If the minister's heartbeat is not controlled, his heart may not be able to withstand the strain and could rupture.
Everyone tried to calm the minister down, but no matter what they did, his heart rate kept increasing.
"This can't go on; the minister will surely die of a heart attack."
"Of course we know the situation is critical, but what can we do? What methods can we use? What should we do?"
"What's the use of being anxious? In this situation, we can't even find the cause of the illness, so what remedial measures can we take? We can't even prescribe the right medicine!"
The other doctors nodded silently.
The heart rate chart displayed on the instrument was like a time bomb, constantly reminding them that if they didn't hurry, the person in front of them would explode.
Even though it was a silent heartbeat chart, they all felt as if they could hear beeping sounds in their ears.
Suffocation, anxiety, and tension left them drenched in sweat. Under such high pressure, no one could remain calm, yet they were powerless to do anything about it.
finally!
An older doctor spoke up: "I remember one of the board members is in the lab right now, isn't he?"
"Let's hurry and invite him over," someone suggested.
The other person remembered that his voice was hoarse, and he stared wide-eyed at the person who made the suggestion.
"Are you crazy?"
"The association has a rule that we cannot disturb the directors' medical experiments under any circumstances."
The status of the directors in the association is different from theirs. They hold high positions and rarely appear in the association. They spend their time researching difficult and complicated diseases and trying to overcome incurable diseases that have no successful cases in the world.
If they succeed, it will be the greatest progress in human history.
A landmark medical miracle!
So how dare they disturb or interrupt such a great research project?!
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