Xiaocao came out of the special care unit and took the elevator to the garden behind the inpatient department. During the day, patients occasionally came for a walk. At night, they could not see a single figure, which seemed particularly quiet, as if only the grass or something on the branches were shouting.

Xiaocao tidied up her clothes, then folded her hands together and then slowly knelt on the ground. After a long time, she didn't get up and kept creeping and kowtowing.

After a long time, Xiaocao straightened up, then folded his hands again and knocked down again.

"Man is doing what God is watching. Our mother and son have never done anything that harms the heavens and the truth. The father of Changsheng stayed in the eighteen levels of hell to exchange for the world's brightness. Our family dare not say that the merits are immeasurable, but they are always kind to others. Please, God, you have a long eye. I don't want much, just my son is safe and sound..."

Xiaocao kowtowed one after another, kowtowed all the time, kneeling on the ground, muttering to himself all the time, repeating the same sentence: "Please bless my son with safety, even if you let me do something in the next life, I will recognize you..."

The world is great, and family affection is the greatest. My mother is worried when she travels thousands of miles away. If her son is sick, her mother will definitely be heartbroken.

A woman is weak, but she is strong as a mother. She is willing to go to the mountain of swords or the sea of ​​fire.

Xiaocao could have lived a life of no desires and no desires and was extremely free and easy, but she had been with Wang Zan for nearly twenty years, but she had a little broken life for the noble lady, but in the end she failed to get well. How could she feel at ease?

At around ten o'clock in the evening, the medical team organized by the hospital came over to do the last examination of Wang Zan, hoping that a miracle would appear on him. Su Xing no longer dared to think about it, at least he had to relieve the fever. Although the hospital no longer had any illusions, at least the Gate of Death had not been completely closed.

After seeing this, the experts team had already issued a notice of death to Wang Dongzhi and others who were waiting outside, which meant to prepare for funeral. They would definitely not be able to get through tonight.

Wu Mangong said, if you give up, we can’t give up, let’s persevere.

Later, the hospital left. Not long after he left, the temperature outside the ward became slightly lower, and the yin energy gradually spread. Wang Zan, who was lying on the hospital bed with tubes inserted all over his body, suddenly turned his head slightly toward the side. At the same time, the detection instruments suddenly sounded an alarm, which was a sign that the human being had completely lost its vital signs.

At the same time, Wu Mangong quickly pushed open the door of the intensive care unit, rushed to Wang Zan's body regardless of it, pulled open the quilt and put a piece of talisman on his chest, then bit his finger and wrote a talisman on the paper.

This is a soul-sealing technique. People have three souls and seven spirits. Among them, the fetal light is the main god. If this soul is dispersed, it will be completely dead and beyond help. Wu Mangong temporarily sealed Wang Zan's fetal light in his body. This is not a technique of resurrection, but it can at least ensure that he still has a little consciousness in his body within seven days, so that the main god will not be dispersed. As for other souls, it doesn't matter even if they enter the underworld, and you will find a way out later.

After Wu Mangong finished the operation, he nodded outside and signaled. Then, a faint shadow floated out of Wu Mangong's body. The figure had no consciousness at first, but just stared at the "self" on the bed, and then stood there quietly, at a loss.

When the detection instrument called the police, a doctor rushed over from afar. To put it bluntly, they were just waiting for this time. The hospital's judgment was that Wang Zan would definitely not be able to survive tonight.

The doctor entered the ward of the intensive care unit and was surprised to find that there were fluctuations on the testing instruments again. Although it was extremely weak, it at least showed that the person was not dead yet.

The doctor was a little confused. Several people didn't react for a long time. Someone couldn't help asking: "What's going on? He was obviously dead just now?"

Wu Mangong looked at them and asked lightly: "It may be a fake death, right? I heard that there was an old lady from the countryside who died three days later and died, and she lived again. She had been alive for several years. It was only a while now, nothing strange about him, right?"

The doctor shook his head and said, "That's different. The fake death you mentioned may be caused by a cardiac arrest, but the vitality has not been cut off. The patient's brain replenishment was severely damaged and had long been in a state of brain death. All organs in the body have failed and stopped working. There is little vitality left. Death is a matter of time. Maybe something was unexpected just now."

At this time, a doctor took out a flashlight and opened Wang Zan's eyelids. His pupils had not yet dissipated. This is indeed not a true death in medicine.

"What's going on, it's really strange..."

Wu Mangong looked at them dissatisfiedly and said, "What, do you wish my family members died soon?"

"No, no, you misunderstood. Really, we didn't mean that." Several doctors were shocked. They would definitely not be able to bear the accusation. The leaders of the hospital knew that the person on the bed had a good identity and had to hold it. How could they dare to say that?

Wu Mangong continued to frown and said, "I think that's what you mean, why do you hope he will die in time? I hope he will finish it soon. Even though the person is not dead, you still have to believe it. If it really doesn't work, I'll help you to make up for him."

The doctor cried and shook his head repeatedly and said, "Sir, you misunderstood. We really don't mean that. He was indeed shown just now..."

Wu Mangong waved his hand impatiently and said, "Okay, you guys go back quickly, don't curse us here. I'll tell you that you are so irresponsible, believe it or not, I will complain to you."

"Okay, okay, let's go back first and then do some research. This may also be a sign of improvement in the patient." Several doctors in the hospital left in a hurry and did not dare to be troubled here.

At this moment, a storm suddenly blew in the corridor in the hospital, and then two secret messes appeared out of thin air and were about to come over to lead Wang Zan's soul into the underworld. This is the process that has begun.

Wu Mangong then glanced at Wang Dongzhi and Tang Da who were leaning against the wall with his arms held, and the other party shook his head gently. He looked at the two evil men with a "swish" and said, "I'm sorry to wait a moment. This dead soul cannot go to the underworld with you for the time being. We have to wait for a while!"
Chapter completed!