Chapter 147 There is something wrong with my brain
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. He must be exhausted to death from working so hard!"
She has no talent at all. The so-called crow's mouth is just a joke that everyone makes about her. How could it really work and directly curse people to death?
Huaguduo felt extremely panicked at this moment, not knowing what to do. Tears welled up in her eyes: "This is true, this has nothing to do with me!"
No, no!
This person must not die like this!
Oh my God, this is the first time I’ve seen a dead person in my life!
Huaguduo felt numb at this time, and her heart was beating very fast. She had to use a lot of willpower to barely calm down. The person might not be dead yet, and there was still a chance to rescue him!
He stood up again, and with his frail little body, he carried the 1.8-meter-tall man on his shoulders, and ran towards the cafeteria like lightning.
It was pitch black at the moment, and the Zigaishan Building was completely empty, not even in the elevator.
Huaguduo tried hard to control her fear and walked faster and faster.
As the elevator sounded, the door opened, but the lights in the cafeteria were turned off, with only a dim light in the kitchen.
Huaguduo finally found some courage and quickly carried the person into the kitchen, crying to the backbone, "Master, please help!"
It was just that it was running too fast and couldn't stop, so when it came in, there was a bang, as if something hit the shelf.
Huaguduo was too lazy to care about all these things at this time, and quickly put Song Siyu on an open space, moving very carefully.
Bai Mengmeng and Xu Bo were mopping the floor at this time. When they saw this scene, their eyes widened.
"What's going on? Is this person fainted from hunger?"
Huaguduo burst into tears: "Master, this person seems to be dead!"
"Oh my god!" Bai Mengmeng widened her eyes.
She quickly squatted down to check her pulse, then opened her pupils again.
He then breathed a sigh of relief and said thankfully, "That was truly terrifying! He was clearly physically exhausted, how could he be dead? Don't talk nonsense next time!"
"Exhausted?" Huaguduo collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath. "Great! I thought I cursed this guy when he fell to the ground. He almost became a murderer..."
"What's so inexplicable..." Bai Mengmeng glanced at her little disciple, a little confused.
This person seems to have fainted, but he should still be examined carefully, preferably with glucose solution.
Trying to lift the person up, Bai Mengmeng suddenly froze in place.
Why does this person's head seem a little wet?
She quickly put her hand on it and touched it. It was not a big deal, but Bai Mengmeng was scared to death because her hand was bright red.
With so much blood flowing out, Xu Bo felt a little frightened at the moment: "What happened? Why is his head broken? Did he accidentally hit it when he fainted?"
Huaguduo suddenly remembered that when she came in just now, she seemed to have bumped into something. Her lips trembled and she quickly looked at the shelf at the door.
This action also attracted the attention of the other two, and they looked over.
Then everyone saw a big hole on the shelf with some blood on it.
"Ah, this..." Bai Mengmeng was stunned at this moment, looking at the flower bud in disbelief.
The flower bud could only close its eyes in despair.
No wonder it seemed like it hit something just now, it was clearly Song Siyu’s head.
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Infirmary.
The doctor on duty today is Song Feihu, who is slacking off while yawning.
Just as I was about to wash up and play with my phone before going to sleep, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Is anyone there? Open the door!"
Song Feihu felt helpless, but he did not delay at all. He quickly opened the door and saw several people standing at the door. The man hurriedly came in.
"What's going on? I don't think we have to train today, so why did it turn out like this?"
Bai Mengmeng answered honestly: "Hurry up and take a look. This guy worked all day and didn't eat. He fainted in the field. We didn't expect him to hit his head when we moved him back."
"This... hit your head?"
"I'm so sorry." Huaguduo bent down and bowed, with guilt and fear on her face, and she looked like she was about to cry.
Song Feihu didn't know what to say. His hands moved quickly, checking the wound, and after a simple bandage, he said, "I need to take a CT scan and draw blood."
Bai Mengmeng didn't think there was anything wrong, but he soon raised his head and asked, "Do we need medical equipment here too?"
I remember that when the cultivators were competing, Liang Cha was obviously seriously injured, but the medical cultivator Hua Liuhua just put his palm on him and gave him a pill to eat.
Song Feihu laughed: "My level is not good enough, it's too low."
At this time, he had already drawn blood and pushed the person into the CT machine.
Although Song Feihu said that his skills were not good, he was able to test and influence, and was already a very good doctor.
In a moment he returned with the report.
"No big deal."
The people of the Qiongye faction breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "Fortunately, no one is wrong."
Song Feihu narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the report. After a moment, he said, "It's just a little intracranial hemorrhage. It shouldn't turn him into a fool!"
Qiong Ye faction members:??? This is not a big deal!
Huaguduo was completely stunned. He stood in front of the wall, his face ashen, and banged his head against the wall, making continuous banging sounds.
Bai Mengmeng now realized the seriousness of the problem and asked with a trembling voice, "Then...will I need a craniotomy?!"
Song Feihu was speechless and gave him a puzzled look. "It's just a little hematoma on the dura mater. Why does he need a craniotomy? I'll give him a couple of acupuncture treatments and he'll be fine once he wakes up. Just rest for two weeks and recuperate."
Bai Mengmeng felt helpless. Why did this person have such a bad habit of breathing heavily when talking?
Song Feihu still had a cynical look on his face. He casually took out a box of silver needles from his white coat, disinfected them with iodine, and then picked up the acupuncture needles. In a few seconds, he stuck the needles all over Song Siyu's head, making him look like a sea urchin.
When the people from the Qiongye Sect saw so many needles on his head, they were immediately frightened and looked at Song Siyu lying on the bed with worry on their faces. Having so many needles on his head was a bit too scary!
"Doctor, are you sure... can this really cure him?"
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