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Seeing that the patient's condition had finally stabilized, Duanmu Qingyi finally stopped casting spells, raised his wrist with a smile, and wiped the sweat from the forehead with the back of his hand.

beads of sweat.

This movement of hers is really beautiful, especially under the sunlight, when the light shines through the angle of the palm, her cheeks are shining brightly.

This scene, like the most beautiful scroll in the world, vividly brought a female Taoist priest with a benevolent doctor's heart to life on the paper.

All the men present were shocked, it was an instinctive yearning for beautiful things, it had nothing to do with lust, it was the most touching thing.

Lu Menglin was also taken aback for a moment, then smiled secretly in his heart, this girl's charm is natural, and the power of charm is natural, I don't know if it is a side effect of Wuji True Dragon Qi.

The other people present were all fascinated by Duanmu Tsingyi's persona and image, and no one spoke for a while, still thinking about it.

Even the patient whose condition had improved just now struggled to raise his head at this moment, saying Yiyi, probably to thank the beautiful Taoist priest.

"I'm a little tired! Brother, do you want to continue?" Duanmu Qingyi was very satisfied with his current personality, and smiled sweetly at Brother Wuhao.

Looking back at Bai Meisheng with a smile, Liugong Fendai has no color!It's not clear if Lu Menglin was electrocuted, anyway, the people in this hall, regardless of gender, were instantly conquered by Duanmu Qingyi's appearance and temperament.

Pure beauty is all it takes, the key is that she still has a shining personality, and she has just rescued a patient through hard work. These factors add up to nothing, and it is hard not to be likable.

Lu Menglin shrugged his shoulders, shook his head and said, "Go ahead! I'm not good at this."

He has self-knowledge, although he can rely on the equipment to get a healing technique, but it is far less effective than Duanmu Qingyi, a genuine female Taoist priest.

After all, she grew up in Tianzun Shencheng, received the best training, and trained a full-time female Taoist priest, which is completely different from Lu Menglin's half-tone.

Seeing that the young man was not willing to take over the job of the female Taoist priest, that Dongshi Shi Dong was not happy. He had just had a good impression of this young man, and it disappeared in a flash.

"Hey, why are you so ignorant? Don't you feel sorry for your sister? Aren't you also a Taoist priest? Will you die if you stand for her for a while?" Dong said angrily at Lu Menglin.

In desperation, Lu Menglin had no choice but to say with a smile: "My healing technique is not good."

At this time, the doctors had already carried the patient down to rest and were ready to see the next patient.

In the yard, inside and outside the hospital, there are still many patients to be treated, and they really have no time to waste.

Soon, two more patients were brought in. They had almost the same symptoms as the patient just now. They were all sallow and thin, with gray eyes, abdominal distension, and dying.

"Please use the healing technique to stabilize the patient's condition first. We will treat it with acupuncture and medicine." A doctor stepped forward quickly and said to Duanmu Qingyi and Lu Menglin.

Here, Dong Dazhi also gritted his teeth, walked behind the two, and said in a low voice, "Please don't refuse, I will give you eight a day, no! Nine jade yuan!"

Lu Menglin glanced at him, thinking, am I the one who lacks these eight or nine jade dollars?And do you either round up the whole number?If one is missing and two are missing, how do you let patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder live?

Duanmu Qingyi seemed to be very interested in treating patients, she just took a few deep breaths, then walked in front of new patients and began to perform healing techniques.

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Lu Menglin thought for a while, although he felt that the methods used by these god-ethnic doctors were not right, but he still actively cooperated, and also performed a healing technique, which fell on another patient.

With the healing skills of the two Taoist priests, the pressure on the doctors in the medical hall was reduced a lot.

However, the situation is still not optimistic, because there are still a large number of patients outside, and more patients are being sent to the hospital.

The gray-haired old Physician Dong also took a short rest before continuing to move forward, becoming the third fulcrum for the healing technique.

Lu Menglin released the healing technique casually while observing the situation in the medical center.

Obviously, there are only three Taoist professions in this medical center. Apart from myself and Duanmu Qingyi, only the old doctor is a Taoist profession. Has been promoted to become a magician, so the three of them are so hard-pressed, and they have been using healing techniques here.

Moreover, there is obviously something wrong with the old doctor's treatment plan. They didn't prescribe the right medicine at all, but used a very stupid method. vitality and increase resistance.

Those patients whose symptoms have been relieved can only be said to be temporarily safe, but the symptoms are not cured, and the plague virus in their bodies has not been eradicated at all.

Although Lu Menglin is not a doctor, he is not too unfamiliar with medical methods and principles after having received university education and network culture in the human world.

He was thinking about whether he should simply remind everyone in the medical center that this treatment plan is wrong, who would have thought something would happen in an instant.

After resuscitating another patient, the old doctor Dong was finally exhausted, his body swayed, his face turned pale, and he sat down with the corner of the table.

At first, I thought that old doctor Dong was just tired. After all, he was old, and he insisted on treating so many patients just now. Who would have thought that someone with a sharp eye would suddenly find out that something was wrong with old doctor Dong.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" After being reminded, Dong Dazhi strode forward quickly and held his father's shoulder.

At this moment, Dr. Dong's eyebrows were tightly frowned, his face seemed to be suffering from great pain, his face was getting darker and darker, his pupils were covered with blood, and the most terrible thing was that he kept covering his abdomen with his hands, And his abdomen was slightly swollen, and he had the same symptoms as those patients.

All of a sudden, everyone in the hospital panicked.

As the saying goes, a doctor cannot heal himself. No one thought that Dr. Dong himself had the plague and became like those patients.

"Hurry up, give Mr. Dong a healing technique!" A middle-aged doctor shouted in desperation.

"That's right! Use the healing technique quickly! We still have herbs here! We must rescue Mr. Dong. The medical center cannot do without him as the old man to preside over the overall situation."

"Hurry up! What are you still doing?"

Several doctors beside him urged, with panicked expressions on their faces.

Seeing Duanmu Qingyi suddenly not moving, that Dong Dazhi rushed forward and almost knelt down for her.

"I beg you, save my father. As long as I can save him, I will give you as much as you want!" Dong Dazhi stretched out his big hand, trying to pull Duanmu Qingyi's sleeve, but she dodged lightly and avoided it. up.

"I am willing to save Mr. Dong! However, he is very old, and the healing technique may not be effective." Only then did Duanmu Qingyi express his doubts.

She grew up in Tianzun Shencheng, which is the hometown of the Taoist profession. She is already familiar with the skills, pros and cons of the Taoist profession, so she made this statement.

The healing technique of the Taoist profession is not omnipotent, it can only heal injuries, and the subject already has a certain vitality. The healing technique only stimulates the life potential of the opponent through the resonance of light pattern energy, stimulates the wound, and speeds up the healing speed. It can't bring people back to life. If the opponent's own vitality is too weak, the healing technique will also have no effect.

And this old doctor Dong, who was already old and had been saving people with healing techniques, consumed too much of his own energy, and he was unfortunately infected with the plague virus.

Much more violent.

In the blink of an eye, he had only half his life left, and his breath was like a thread, and his abdomen was also swollen.

Duanmu Qingyi saw that the vitality of this old Dong had come to an end, so he hesitated, because the healing technique had obviously no effect on him.

However, under the repeated urging of everyone, Duanmu Qingyi had no choice but to cast six healing halos on Elder Dong's body, but it still couldn't stimulate his vitality.

And those doctors poured the medicinal soup into Mr. Dong in a panic, but they couldn't pour it in at all. Even if they pried open the old man's teeth and poured the medicinal soup in, they vomited out immediately.

Almost everyone in the room felt chilled. Who would have thought that a doctor could not heal himself, and all of a sudden, the illness was coming like a mountain, and Mr. Dong could not do it right now.

Duanmu Qingyi knew that the old man was bound to die, so he stopped the healing technique, and the others knew that the done was done, so they stopped urging her.

At this time, Elder Dong woke up leisurely, saw a circle of people around him, and opened his mouth immediately.

"You, what are you all doing around me? Why don't you hurry up and save people?" Mr. Dong suddenly woke up and stared, perhaps because of the flashback.