Chapter 1263 Sixty Percent (Seeking Votes)

When Hexi said these words, the expressions on the faces of the people present were terrifyingly ugly.

Uncle Qiu even gritted his teeth, his eyes full of anxiety and guilt.

Wei Chengyuan walked to Hexi and whispered in her ear: "I reported that you cured Zhang Yi a month ago, but it was President Lu Xuyang who treated Zun Shang at that time, Lu The president said that Zhang Yi's illness and Zun Shang's disease are just the same symptoms and different causes, and said that changing the treatment plan at will will put Zun Shang's life in danger."

"That's why this matter was delayed. Until just now, Zun Shang suddenly fell ill, but President Lu left early because it was diagnosed that the attack cycle was more than ten days. They can only find you for treatment."

Lu Xuyang, the president of the Doctors Association, the tenth-level doctor, the father of Lu Zhixi?

Hexi's eyebrows frowned slightly, and Lu Xuyang said that Zhang Yi and the middle-aged man had different causes, which was not a lie.

However, with Lu Xuyang's medical skills, can't it really be seen that the disease cycle of this statue is only two days? Moreover, judging from the changes in the lesions of the middle-aged man she examined, she always felt a little strange.

It seems that the rate of deterioration of the disease is too fast, as if it is not a natural mutation, but an artificial push.

Uncle Qiu discussed with a few Yuan Ying people around him for a while, and finally stepped forward and said, "Xi Yue, how confident are you that you can cure your lord's illness?"

"Sixty percent."

"Only 60%?!" Uncle Qiu's face changed greatly, and he growled, "Xi Yue, you are so courageous! With only 60% of the confidence, you dare to treat your lord?!"

He Xi sneered, not at all afraid of the coercion emanating from Uncle Qiu, "If he is not cured, he will not even have any hope of surviving."

Uncle Qiu was trembling with anger, and was about to scold him when a man walked up behind him and said in a deep voice, "Xi Yue, can you tell me how you can cure Zun Shang?"

This voice, Hexi knew, was the sound that came before entering the barrier.

Hexi smiled and said: "It's not that I can't say my way, but I'm afraid you won't dare to try it. So, before making a decision, let you wake up first!"

As soon as the words fell, the spiritual power in Hexi's hand was poured into the silver needle above his head again.

I saw strands of black smoke starting to emerge from every silver needle.

As the black smoke dissipated, Zunshang's complexion slowly changed from blue-black to normal.

After half an hour, seeing that there was no more black qi overflowing, Hexi carefully pulled out the silver needles.

Until the last half-foot long Baihui point gold needle was taken out, Zun Shang suddenly his chest rose and fell, he let out a breath, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Your Highness—!"

"Your Highness! You are finally awake!"

Everyone rushed over, each with ecstasy on their faces, and Uncle Qiu even had tears in his eyes.

Hexi's eyes also met the eyes of the middle-aged man.

It was a pair of seemingly ordinary eyes, but when the owner of the eyes condensed, a strong sense of oppression suddenly burst out.

It is not the oppression of spiritual power that is deliberately cast, but the oppression that is innate and precipitated with experience and strength.

Those sharp eyes swept over him, and Hexi only felt as if he had been seen through from the inside out.

She froze slightly in her heart, and there was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the statue, and said slowly, "Are you Xi Yue?"

Hexi slowly let out a breath, and looked back without being humble or arrogant, "Yes."

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