Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

In the room, no one gave a small sound due to the diagnostic examination of the doctor. Until the two doctors took back their hands and shook their heads to them: "There are 27 injuries in the big son, the most serious of which is serious. I was stabbed by a sword, but now I’m just holding it in one breath. It’s just tonight, you still have to prepare for it!”

They sighed and shook their heads as they were about to go out. One of the old doctor's legs was hugged by the big lady who was sitting down.

"No, my husband will not die, beg you, beg you to save him! He will not die, he will not leave us, beg you, beg you to save him..." The big lady cried and refused to let them go.

In her opinion, if they even leave, then no one can really save her husband.

The voice pleaded with grief and sorrow, even if it was the two royal doctors, it was inevitable that the heart would be sad. Pan Wei, he is in his prime, and he has a great reputation. Now, it is really embarrassing.

"Mrs. Grandma, the festival will change!" They said helplessly, watching the woman cry and die, and finally fainted.

"Great!"

"Great!"

The Panning couple quickly stepped forward to hold her.

The royal doctor looked at it and said: "Excessive sorrow, you send her back to rest! We will leave." The two said, this went out. In the case of Pan Wei, they still have to report to the Holy Spirit.

The old man’s body shook a little, his face was pale as paper, and when he saw that he was going to fall, he was held by the next child.

Pan's father was sitting on the chair, and the whole person seemed to be ten years old.

"Madam, you send the big man back, so I will take care of it." Pan Ningqiang got up and let his wife leave her first. After he saw his wife and the next man holding him away, he took a deep breath. In the eyes, looking at the brother of the bed with grief.

The old man, who was supported by the nephew, trembled to the bedside and looked at the suffocating grandson who had only one breath. His old tears could not help but fall, his voice choked and said: "White hair man sends black hair People, why aren’t you lying here...”

Unable to bear the impact of this grief, the strong support for a long time, the old man finally could not hold back, the body was twitching, his mouth was slightly smashed, the saliva flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and the face of Pan and his son changed.

"grandfather!"

"father!"

Pan and Pan Ning quickly stepped forward to help him, fearing that he had an accident, Pan’s father quickly said: “Go back to your grandfather and let the doctor give him a good look. Your older brother has already done this. In our house, we can’t Someone fell down."

The nephew looked at the old man's fall, and the room became a mess. He regained his gaze and moved his hand. A medicinal medicine sandwiched between the **** was stuffed into the suffocating Pan Wei mouth.

He moved very fast, almost in one go, no one found out that he had put a drug into Pan's mouth.

As the old man was sent back to the hospital, the room was quiet again. Pan’s father turned in and walked heavily to the bedside. Looking at the dying son in the bed, he couldn’t help but smack his face and cried. stand up.

The nephew stood next to him, did not comfort, did not leave, just stood still, after he cried a pass, he began to say: "Grandpa Pan, Uncle Shu is hurt by some medicine."