When he opened his eyes again, Wu Ming found that he was lying on the hospital bed, with nutrient solution in his mouth next to him.

Wu Ming twitched his mouth, and when the doctors from the Third Army General Hospital saw that he was in a coma, he thought he was malnourished.

Although it is beneficial to the body for infusion of nutrient solution, Wu Ming does not like needle tubes very much. Wu Ming has never received injections several times since he was a child, and has been injected several times.

In Wu Ming's view, Western medicine certainly has advantages, but if it is infusion for a long time, it is easy to produce antibodies in the body, resulting in very slow treatment when similar diseases are obtained.

After looking at the sky, it was already dark outside.

Unplugged the needle, Wu Ming sat cross-legged on the bed, quietly feeling the condition inside his body.

Calculate the time, four or five hours should have passed since the start of treatment.

What surprised Wu Ming was that in four or five hours, the spiritual power in his body had recovered less than 20%.

"The environment of this Third Army General Academy is also considered to be the best."

Wu Ming was speechless.

The long-term spiritual cultivation made Wu Ming have a good understanding of his recovery ability.

Usually, sleeping for four or five hours in Panlong County can help your spiritual power recover to about 50%.

In Panlong Villa, where spiritual energy is filled, this effect reaches 60 to 70%.

This is to recover by itself. If Wu Ming recovers through cultivation, it will take less than two hours to restore the spiritual power he consumes.

Judging from the current environment of the General Academy of the Third Army, Wu Ming would have a hard time even if he spent twenty hours.

"You have to find a place to fill your spiritual power before you can perform the next treatment. Let's see how the old general Yang is in. Now the condition should be basically stable, right?"

Wu Ming thought, then got up and pushed open the door of the ward and walked out.

Most of the people in the corridor were missing, and only two or three people were still sitting on benches, looking like they were drowsy.

Wu Ming took a look and found that among the two or three people, a middle-aged man was leaning against the wall, looking quite elegant. He looked like Yang Qianjun.

Next to the middle-aged man was Liao Jiangjun. At this time, Liao Jiangjun was staring at the ceiling. Hearing the movement, he looked up and saw Wu Ming walking towards him. He immediately stood up, took two steps forward, and grabbed Wu Ming's shoulder with both hands.

"What are you doing?"

Wu Ming saw that the other party had no malice, so he did not fight back, but he subconsciously took two steps back and looked at Liao Jiangjun with a vigilant look.

"Wu...Doctor Wu, thank you for saving the elder. I was bad before, I was sorry!"

Liao Jiangjun's sudden apology made Wu Ming slightly stunned, and then he smiled: "I can understand General Liao's mood at that time."

"Hey, why are you not a general? I feel uncomfortable. If you don't dislike me, just call me Brother Liao?"

Seeing that Wu Ming had no grudges in his heart, Liao Jiangjun became happy. As a soldier, he had a bold personality in his bones. When the misunderstanding was resolved, Liao Jiangjun immediately began to pull up his parents.

"It's my honor to recognize my younger brother, Brother Liao."

Wu Ming said with a smile, but his heart was already full of joy.

Just kidding, who is Liao Jiangjun? He is a general in China. If he goes out in the future, if he reports the name of Liao Jiangjun, let alone in a small place in Panlong County, even on this acre of three-point land in the capital, no one dares to do anything to him!

"Uncle Liao, you can't do this. Your seniority is messy. What's my name? "

Yang Qianjun's voice sounded, Wu Ming turned his head and looked at it, and found that Yang Qianjun was carrying some packaged dishes with a resentful expression on his face.

Liao Jiangjun glared: "You can't be confused with your seniority, just call your brother Wu Ming, uncle."

"I'll wipe..."

Yang Qianjun's face shook anxiously, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he would faint the next moment.

"Okay, Brother Liao, I met Young Master Yang earlier, so let's get to know each other."

Wu Ming waved his hand, which was considered to have relieved Yang Qianjun.

The movements of several people woke up the two people sitting on the bench. After seeing Wu Ming, the middle-aged man looked very excited and came up and grabbed Wu Ming's hand: "Doctor Wu, thank you so much."

"Who are you?"

Although Wu Ming had some guesses in his heart, he could not admit things like relationships until they were truly determined.

"Ah, Wu Ming, this is my son."

Yang Qianjun introduced with a smile.

"How do you talk."

The middle-aged man glared at him and then smiled and said to Wu Ming: "I am Yang Ru, and the old man is my father."

Wu Ming was shocked. He had heard of the name Yang Ru. He had seen it on the news before. He heard that Yang Ru took the political line and currently has a very high position. He seemed to be a ministerial leader of a certain department. But now when he saw it, Yang Ru was as famous as his name, giving people a kind of elegant style.

Wu Ming was not sure about how he was in the officialdom, but Yang Ru gave him a very kind first impression.

Wu Ming has seen a lot of officials, but these officials always look very authoritative in front of outsiders, as if they are afraid that others will not know that they are officials. Wu Ming’s arrogant attitude makes him despise them very much.

"This is the gap between people."

Wu Ming sighed in his heart.

"Xiaoli, come here quickly, this is your Brother Wu Ming."

However, Yang Qianjun waved to the beautiful girl who looked a few years younger than Wu Ming.

"Brother Wu Ming, thank you for saving my grandfather. I am Yang Xueli."

The girl looks eighteen or nineteen years old and tall, especially with big eyes, and looks very cute.

"Hello."

A trace of surprise flashed in Wu Ming's eyes. Wu Ming didn't have much thoughts about Yang Xueli. With Wu Ming's current mentality, he would only treat Yang Xueli as a sister, and would not touch any other thoughts.

When Liao Jiangjun, who was standing beside him heard this title, a hint of embarrassment flashed through his expression, and his generation became more and more chaotic.

However, after being in a high position for many years, Liao Jiangjun was obviously not the naughty person he was young. After coughing lightly, his expression returned to normal.

"I'm hungry, come and have something to eat. This is a table of dishes I ordered at Jinjiang Hotel. The dishes are almost cold, so let's eat them."

Pushing the ward next to it, Yang Qianjun said with a smile.

Speaking of eating, Wu Ming didn't feel hungry at all.

It's strange that Wu Ming has seen that since he broke through to the third level of spiritual power, his intake of food has become less and less. He has been immersed in another moment. He hasn't eaten for the whole day and is not hungry.

"You eat first, I'll go and see Mr. Yang's condition."

Wu Ming left a sentence and walked into the ward.

"What a good young man."

Liao Jiangjun sighed.

"Indeed, Qianjun, you have to learn more from Wu Ming. In this society, there are not many young people who are as good as Wu Ming and are so capable. You said yes, Sydney."

Yang Ru spoke.

"ah?"

Yang Xueli obviously didn't expect that the topic would turn back to her head, a hint of blush appeared on her pretty face, and she was a little helpless, not knowing what to say.

"Haha, why are you still shy, sister? Don't worry, if that boy Wu Ming dares to make an idea about you, I will break his leg!"

Yang Qianjun said with a haha.

"Just your fists? Ten are not Wu Ming's opponents."

However, Liao Jiangjun sneered, and then told the details of the brief fight between Bai Tian and Wu Ming, which made the three people present widen their eyes.

When he walked into the ward, Mr. Yang was lying on the bed, his eyes closed and his breathing was stable, but his face, which was like a dead tree, made people feel quite distressed.

Especially the frowning brows at the middle of the eyebrows confirm that Yang Wei seemed to be having a nightmare at this time.

"Oh, I've suffered such an old age."

Wu Ming sighed slightly and conducted a detailed inspection of Liao Jiangjun again.

Although there is no way to heal again with the current reserve of spiritual power, there is no problem if you just look into it.

Soon, Wu Ming discovered toxins hidden in the twelve key acupoints around his body.

Through observation, Wu Ming showed that this toxin showed a strange colorful color. Wu Ming tried to use the spiritual power of the body to decompose the toxins, but until the wisp of spiritual power dissipated in Yang Wei's body, Wu Ming could not shake the toxin a little bit.

What made Wu Ming a little bored was that these seven colors of toxins gave him different feelings, but they were like a whole, and there was no sense of incongruity when combined.

Wu Ming was at a loss for this strange toxin and didn't even feel like eating. He paced around the ward.

Suddenly, a person appeared in Wu Ming's mind and immediately took out his cell phone and prepared to make a call.

However, Wu Ming felt so distressed that his phone had run out of power at some point.

In desperation, Wu Ming had to charge his phone first and then go to have a meal.

After having a meal, Wu Ming walked to the ward and saw that his phone had already rushed onto a little power. He immediately took out a number in the address book and dialed it in.

The phone call was quickly answered: "Wu Ming?"

"Well, is Mr. Wang busy now?"

Wu Ming said with a smile.

In comparison, Wang Jinwei is still an expert in toxins. Since it has been confirmed that Yang Wei was caused by poisoning, Wu Ming feels that Wang Jinwei may know this kind of poison. As long as he knows the type of poison, he can find a solution.

"busy."

Wang Jinwei said coldly, then seemed to think of something, and his voice warmed up slightly: "Mr. Wu Ming, why don't you plan to hand me the medicine Technique now? If so, I'll go and find you."

Although his voice was dull, Wu Ming heard a hint of excitement from Wang Jinwei's tone.

"Oh, Mr. Wang, I have something else to do with you. I have a patient who has encountered a very strange poison. I have no choice for the time being. I want to ask Mr. Wang..."

"Yes, tell me the reward, and I will consider whether to help you."

Wang Jinwei interrupted Wu Ming's words neatly.

Wu Ming was choked and gritted his teeth secretly. He knew that Wang Jinwei was definitely the kind of person who could not get up early without profit.
Chapter completed!