The Heaven’s Jailer

"R country?" If Morishita Kazuya hadn't introduced himself, Liu Lang wouldn't have been able to tell that he was a foreigner, because Morishita Kazuya's Mandarin was very standard, even surpassing that of some native Chinese.

"How do you know me?" Liu Lang asked curiously when Morishita Kazuya called out his name directly.

Morishita Kazu also smiled, "The story of you rushing into the fire and rescuing Professor Deng has been posted on our school's forum. I have seen your photos."

"So that's the case." Liu Lang nodded. He wanted to be unknown for a while, but he became famous in the end. With a faint smile, Liu Lang asked, "Where's Professor Deng's family?"

"They stayed here all night. They didn't eat dinner yesterday. I'll take care of them and let them go to eat." Kazuya Morishita explained.

While speaking, Deng Wubao's son walked in.

"Professor Liu, thank you for saving my father!" Deng Wubao's son named Deng Jianian, who is still in college this year, said excitedly when he saw Liu Lang coming to the hospital again.

When we met yesterday, Deng Jianian thought that Liu Lang and his father were just in a normal working relationship, but when he looked at his phone at night, he realized that it was Liu Lang who rescued his father from the fire. In the end, he didn't mention this matter, which moved Deng Jianian quite a bit.

"You're welcome. This is what I should do." Liu Lang patted Deng Jianian on the shoulder and said.

"Professor Liu, family read, I'm leaving first, there are still some things to deal with in the school." At this time, Morishita Kazuya also stood up and said.

"Brother, let me see you off!" Deng Jianian hurriedly said politely.

"No, no, you can just greet Professor Liu." Morishita Kazuya stopped Deng Jianian, then smiled at Liu Lang and walked out of the ward.

"You guys know each other very well?" Deng Jianian called Morishita Kazuya just now, which made Liu Lang a little strange.

"Brother Morishita has been in China for almost ten years. When he first came to China, he was a graduate student of my father. After graduating with a Ph.D., he stayed at Nanshan Agricultural University to do postdoctoral research. My father valued him very much, and he was I was away alone, so I often invited him to my house for dinner, and after a few visits, I became acquainted." Deng Jianian explained.

"Oh..." Liu Lang frowned. He always felt that Morishita Kazu was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell why it was strange for a while, maybe because he had no good impression of country R by nature.

"Okay, take good care of Professor Deng,

I'll see him again tomorrow. "Although Deng Wubao was still in a coma, his breathing was steady, so there should be no problem. Liu Lang said goodbye to Deng Jianian directly.

However, just as he turned around and hadn't walked out of the ward, the alarm in the ward rang.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?"

Liu Lang turned around and found that Deng Jianian had already flung himself to the hospital bed.

On the hospital bed, Deng Wubao's body was twitching without rhythm. The monitoring equipment beside him showed that Deng Wubao's blood pressure was continuously dropping, and his heartbeat had reached 200 beats per second.

The alarm in the ward was connected to the doctor's office and the nurse's station, and a doctor and two nurses rushed in after a while.

Seeing Deng Wubao's situation, they were also a little dumbfounded.

In the morning, the doctor in charge of the bed also specially came over to check Deng Wubao. At that time, the condition was very stable, so no matter how bad it was, it would be bad.

"Get ready for first aid!"

After being stunned for a moment, the doctor in charge of the bed shouted.

Nurses rushed to prepare emergency medicine and equipment. This is the brain surgery ward, which accepts relatively stable patients. Usually, there are few opportunities for first aid, so it is not like the ICU, where various first aid items are equipped in the ward.

Without medicines and equipment, doctors can only watch.

"Get out of the way first!"

Seeing that his blood pressure was about to drop, Liu Lang stepped to the hospital bed.

At first, he also thought it was a sudden deterioration of the injury, but as Deng Wubao's lips gradually turned blue and his face gradually turned sallow, Liu Lang realized that it was not the deterioration of the injury at all but poisoning.

Judging from the changes in blood pressure and electrocardiogram, Deng Wubao will die before the first aid supplies arrive.

He managed to save Deng Wubao from the fire, how could he watch Deng Wubao die in front of his eyes.

If it's other illnesses, Liu Lang may not be able to intervene, but Liu Lang is definitely an expert in detoxification.

That set of blood acupuncture can cure hundreds of poisons, at least it can deal with 90% of the poisons in the world.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing that Liu Lang had taken off Deng Wubao's shirt directly, the doctor in charge of the bed exclaimed.

"Shut up!" Liu Lang gave the doctor a hard look, and then lowered his head again. It was important to save lives, and he didn't have time to explain.

After peeling off Deng Wubao's shirt, Liu Lang immediately took out his needle bag.

Thirty-six silver needles were photographed one by one, and Liu Lang picked up three silver needles with a sweep of his hand.

"Are you the patient's family member? Don't let him mess around. We won't be responsible for anything that happens!" Seeing Liu Lang's murderous look, the doctor didn't dare to move forward. Suddenly, he spotted the stunned Deng Jianian and grabbed him. Said with Deng Jianian's arm.

"I..." Deng Jianian's brain has been completely short-circuited. He has no idea what Liu Lang is going to do. Although Liu Lang saved his father, this is a hospital, and he believes in doctors more in his heart.

"Professor Liu!"

Deng Jianian wanted to go up and pull Liu Lang away, but before he could reach Liu Lang, Liu Lang injected the needle.

The three silver needles pierced Deng Wubao's three acupuncture points almost simultaneously.

Deng Wubao's twitching body immediately stopped, and at the same time, the rapidly dropping blood pressure on the display screen also froze for an instant, and then slowly rose again.

"Um?"

Deng Jianian quickly stopped, he turned to look at the bed doctor, and the bed doctor also looked shocked.

"Doctor He, everything is brought!" At this moment, the two nurses who had just left rushed back with a small cart.

In the car were emergency medicine and a pacemaker.

"Wait a minute!" The bed doctor quickly reached out to stop the two nurses, but his eyes still stayed on the bed.

At this time, Deng Wubao's whole body was already filled with silver needles, and his yellow face unexpectedly began to slowly recover blood color. The lips are not so light either. Indicators such as blood pressure and heartbeat are also moving closer to normal values.

"Professor Liu?" Seeing Liu Lang finally stop, Song Jianian called out tentatively.

"It's all right." Liu Lang heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down on the stool beside the bed. Fortunately, he struck quickly enough, otherwise, even with blood acupuncture, Deng Wubao's life would not be saved. The onset of this poison was faster than expected.

"Professor Liu?" Dr. He, who was in charge of the bed, was startled when he heard Deng Jianian address Liu Lang. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him turned out to be a professor, no wonder acupuncture is so powerful.

After regaining his senses, he hurried up to Liu Lang: "Which medical university are you a professor?"

"Medical University?" Liu Lang was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "I am a professor at the School of Management of Nanshan University."