As soon as I entered the ward, I saw a thin old man lying on the bed. He was covered in blood blisters, breathing rapidly, and breathing like a hoho.

His fingers kept clamping the blood bubbles, as if it was itchy and kept scratching.

Many blood blisters burst, yellow pus fluid flowing out, and a foul smell emitting from the air.

The little nurse was shocked and wanted to pounce on her, but was pulled by Xiao Yang. She looked at him in confusion.

His face was solemn, and his words scared everyone.

"You can't get close to him, those pus is poisonous and contagious, and you all go out."

Too many people here will only increase the chance of infection, and Xiao Yang decisively asked them all to leave.

This disease is more common on the battlefield. Because the corpse has been staying with the corpse for a long time, the corpse will become moldy and produce viruses. When it is contaminated, it will be covered with blood blisters. The pus in the veins is poisonous and can be contagious when touched.

But in this peaceful city, why did an old man get this disease? What exactly did he encounter?

This made Xiao Yang feel curious.

"Is it true? That's terrible. If it weren't for the miracle doctor, we wouldn't know if all of them would be infected."

After saying this, everyone began to retreat outside the ward.

The little nurse looked at her grandfather on the hospital bed and begged Xiao Yang.

"You must save my grandfather." As he said that, he wanted to pull his father away, but Dr. Wei felt that Xiao Yang was exaggerating.

Look at what he is saying now. Although the old man’s illness cannot be saved, it is not an infectious disease.

"Boy, don't exaggerate this. If you can't treat it, don't show off. If you admit it, I won't laugh at you." Dr. Wei sneered in discontent.

Xiao Yang didn't take this kind of low-level provocative words to heart. He just asked the young nurse: "Do you want me to save me?"

The little nurse naturally refused to miss this opportunity, so she nodded quickly to agree.

Dr. Wei's face was not good, but the patient's family agreed that he could do nothing.

But he asked to stay and see how Xiao Yang treated him.

"Everyone who wants to stay can stay, but if it is infected at that time, it's nothing to do with me."

Xiao Yang reminded coldly that he would certainly not stop him if he wanted to die.

Let’s talk first so that some people will cause trouble for him later.

Dr. Wei's heart skipped a beat, but he stared at Xiao Yang with his neck in his arms. His eyes shook left and right, and his face tried his best to pretend that he was not afraid at all.

"Hmph, just your exaggeration is to scare the layman!"

As he said that, he swallowed, looked at the old man tortured by the pain on the hospital bed, took a step in as if he was determined, and looked at Xiao Yang with his neck raised.

"If you stay, stay. Do you think I will be frightened by you, a kid?" After saying that, he deliberately walked two more steps towards the hospital bed.

Xiao Yang looked at Dr. Wei's provocative gaze and shook his head helplessly, "Since you have to seek death, I won't stop you!"

He walked to the bedside and helped the old man up.

At this time, the old man had no strength to sit up. Even though he was itchy all over, he could not raise his hands to scratch.

"Oh, itchy, itchy, I'm going to die. Ah?"

While investigating the old man's physical condition, Xiao Yang replied lightly: "It's okay, just bear with it."

After saying that, his right palm quickly touched the old man's back and used it to transport spiritual power to the old man. His spiritual sense also saw the state of the meridians in the old man's body as the spiritual power was activated.
Chapter completed!