Chapter 53 Bloodletting
Lin Fan didn't have the time to answer Ning Ci's question, so he looked back coldly. Although he didn't speak, the meaning of dissatisfaction in his eyes was self-evident.

Ning Ci had some doubts about Lin Fan at first, but after seeing this scene, the doubts in her heart were completely dispelled. She silently took a few steps back, biting her lips tightly, and there was a surge of ecstasy in her heart.

Lin Fan stared at the black rune that became clearer and clearer. He pressed the patient's temples with both hands tightly, and two streams of scorching vitality flowed through his palms. It also gradually became congested and protruded outward.

Soon, a mark about half an inch high protruded from the top of the patient's head, which bulged up the scalp on the head. What was even more frightening was that under the black mark, there was something winding inside. Serpentine swimming.

The patient on the bed suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, a sinister and strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a sharp and stern laugh came out of his mouth suddenly, his eyes were filled with a layer of blood, and radiated a terrifying gaze.

After he opened his eyes, he stared closely at Lin Fan in front of him. The all-destructive madness in his eyes made people shudder, like a complete lunatic, full of deep resentment towards this world.

"Ping'er!" Ning Ci exclaimed, she was both happy and surprised, she was so happy that her son finally woke up, and she was so shocked that now her son seemed to be a little abnormal, the expression on his face was indescribably weird and terrifying.

Mr. Wang had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed Ning Ci. He knew that this time might be at a critical moment. If Ning Ci, who loves his son, rushed over, it would most likely be a failure.

"Ah Ci, don't go there, do you want to kill Ping'er?" Mr. Wang shouted angrily in a low voice. As an atheist, he felt incredible about the situation at this moment, because the scene in front of him subverted his cognition.

When Ning Ci heard this scolding, her dazed head jerked awake. She felt a little scared. The young doctor in front of her was treating her son, and she not only didn't cooperate, but was making trouble all the time. What if something happened to her son? , it was too late for her to regret.

On the hospital bed, Ping'er's eyes were completely red, his arms suddenly raised, and he stretched out his hands to grab Lin Fan's eyes. At this moment, Lin Fan was like his sworn enemy, with a distorted expression on his face, full of anger. He shouted, but there was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Fan sneered, stroked down the opponent's temples with both hands, and patted Ping'er's cervical spine lightly. He fell limp and fell into a coma again.

After the patient fell into a coma again, Lin Fan supported his head, took out an empty water bowl from the table beside the hospital bed, and then scratched the black mark with his right index finger.

His nails were like a sharp scalpel, and he cut a small incision in the patient's scalp, which was in the center of the black mark, and then he pressed the patient's head, aiming the incision at the empty bowl.

A stream of red and black blood sprayed out from the small opening in the patient's head, gushing out one after another. The blood flowed into the empty bowl, exuding wisps of white cold air, and the whole room was filled with a stench. , It's like the smell of corpses from rotting corpses, it's disgusting.

After about 3 minutes, the black and red blood in the mouth became less and less, as if it had drained away, and the black marks gradually disappeared with the bloodletting process, getting lighter and weaker, until finally, completely faded away.

At this time, the empty bowl was already filled with black blood, covered with a layer of white mist, like ice water just taken out of the freezer in summer, with a slight chill, a thin layer of condensed water formed on the mouth of the bowl. Thin frosting.

Lin Fan carefully supported the patient's head, placed the patient on the pillow steadily, pulled a blanket aside, and gently covered the patient's body.

He put his hand on the patient's mandibular artery, pressed it down and examined it carefully, then stood up straight, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Let someone come in and clean it up. After a while, the patient should wake up. During this period of time, cook more food that nourishes qi and blood, and give him some energy." Lin Fan turned around and ordered, the room is now full of stench Smell, I didn't feel anything when I concentrated on it just now, but now I relax, it smells really uncomfortable.

"Doctor, Ping'er will wake up after a while? He, he..., is he alright?" Ning Ci asked repeatedly in disbelief, her heart was beating violently, just waiting for Lin Fan's affirmative word , the ecstasy in my heart will no longer be suppressed.

"First of all, I'm not a doctor. Secondly, he will definitely wake up after a while. Finally, I have to regret to tell you that he is not fine, but he is fine for the time being." Lin Fan looked at the hope in Ning Ci's eyes, although I can't bear to say something that disappoints the other party, but I have to tell the truth.

Ning Ci was taken aback by Lin Fan's words. It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head suddenly. It was cold from the outside to the bottom of her heart. Her chest seemed to be tightly pressed by a big rock, making her breathless. Get up.

"Mr. Lin, do you mean that the child may have repetitions again?" Mr. Wang asked anxiously. He was stunned by Lin Fan's series of methods just now, which was completely unheard of, but in the end, listening to Lin Fan's words His tone of voice seemed to be unsure of completely curing his son.

Lin Fan shook his head slightly, with some apology in his tone: "It's not possible, it's certain. I just forcibly helped him suppress his illness. At best, it's a time to delay the attack. It's a temporary solution, not a permanent cure. If it recurs next time If not, it will be more troublesome than this time. However, I can only do this and let him wake up for a while."

"Doctor, you must have a solution, don't you, you must have a solution..." Ning Ci, who was flustered, just asked this repeatedly, hoping to hear an affirmative answer from Lin Fan.

Lin Fan looked at the woman who was already flustered under the great joy and shock, and said with a long sigh: "Get someone to clean up the room first, as for the patient, wait a while, and I will tell you everything I know. "

"Okay, okay, Mr. Lin, I'll order someone to come over and clean up right away, no, just transfer to another ward." Mr. Wang nodded quickly, he came to open the door and yelled in a low voice outside, and then ordered the matter of changing wards. .

Lin Fan couldn't bear the stench in the ward, so he also walked out, while Ning Ci walked to the bed, quietly looked at his son whose face had recovered a little, and ignored the pungent smell that filled the room. The stench.

(End of this chapter)

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