Fang Hong asked Xiao Mei to take off all the clothes on Song Hanchi, then dipped them in the medicinal cotton with tung oil and garlic juice, and applied them little by little to Song Hanchi.

However, not all the body was applied, but left an egg-sized blank on the legs of both feet.

After applying tung oil and garlic juice, Fang Hong brought the porcelain bowl, placed it between Song Hanchi's feet, and placed the white wax in the bowl and lit it.

The candlelight like beans swayed gently, becoming the only light source in the ward.

Fang Hong rubbed his palms, and when the palms became hot, he began to slap Song Hanchi hard, slap from his head, and then slowly went down. The sound of the slap was extremely rhythmic, and it seemed like he was playing a music.

The skin turned white and dry in the place where Fang Hong slapped. The garlic and tung oil applied on it seemed to have been "slapped" into Song Hanchi's body by Fang Hong.

Except for Li Qingyu going out to avoid him, Song Wuji, Xiao Hanyi and Xiao Mei all looked at Song Hanchi nervously.

Until now, the three of them are still clouds, mountains, fog, and the deeper they are falling. They are completely confused about what effect Fang Hong did in Song Hanchi's illness.

I have never seen anyone treating this disease, and I have never even heard of it.

If outsiders see it, they wouldn’t have to label Fang Hong as a charlatan!

...

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Xiao Mei's eyes lit up, as if she had discovered something, and she bent down and stared at Song Hanchi's two feet.

However, there was a strange red color slowly appearing on each of Song Hanchi's two feet without tung oil and garlic juice. These two strange reds quickly deepened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, it was a deep red like blood, like two blood holes the size of an egg.

Xiao Mei's eyes widened and she didn't even dare to blink. Her plump breasts were rising and falling because of heavy breathing.

When the two blood-red colors were so deep that they could not be deeper, suddenly, a "blood thread" that was as thin as silk tundra appeared and "flowed" down the footboard.

Immediately afterwards, countless equally small bloodshots emerged one after another and flowed down.

At first glance, it seemed that Song Hanchi's feet were bleeding.

What everyone saw next was that bloodshot as thin as silk thighs continued to emerge from Song Hanchi's feet, and then gathered into a "team" as thick as a toothpick, crawling toward the porcelain bowl with a candle standing...

The little bit of bean fire in the white wax seems to have an inexplicable attraction to these "bloody threads".

"What is this?" Xiao Mei couldn't help but exclaim.

"Quiet, don't scare them." Fang Hong whispered.

Xiao Mei quickly covered her mouth with her hands, but her chest was undulating faster.

The two elders Song Xiao were also stunned. They never dreamed that there was such a strange thing hidden in Song Hanchi's body.

This obviously goes beyond the scope of understanding of traditional medicine.

No wonder so many famous doctors have been here, but they are helpless. The cause of the disease is here!

...

About half an hour later, Song Hanchi's feet finally stopped bleeding, but the porcelain bowl was full of blood red!

At first glance, it is no different from blood, but when you look closely, you will find that they are actually their own bloodshots. These "bloods" keep squirming, and they are squirting their heads and heads, and they are actually blood-colored worms!

A whole bowl of blood-colored insects, tens of millions, is creepy just by looking at them.

This is the culprit of Song Hanchi's illness!

At this time, Fang Hong stopped slapping and took the bowl of blood worm to a corner of the ward to put it down. Xiao Mei, Song Wuji, Xiao Hanyi and the other two followed because of curiosity.

Fang Hong took out a small bag made of rice paper from his body and opened it, and it turned out to be a packet of red powder.

This is the cinnabar realgar powder prepared in advance by Fang Hong, which has the effect of removing filth and warding off evil spirits.

Fang Hong grabbed a pinch of cinnabar realgar powder and sprinkled it on the wax fire. When the powder touched the fire, it suddenly exploded, turning into sparks and falling into the bowl.

The bowl suddenly became frying. The blood-colored insects struggled desperately, and rolled up "blood waves" in the bowl, which was shocking.

Fang Hong immediately increased his speed and evenly sprinkled the remaining cinnabar realgar powder to prevent the insects in the bowl from escaping. After some action, the "blood wave" in the bowl was finally suppressed and gradually subsided.

After a few minutes, the bowl completely calmed down, and the blood-colored insects really turned into blood!

At this point, Xiao Mei, Song Wuji, and Xiao Hanyi finally fell into a high heart. Since the root of the disease has been cured, Song Hanchi's disease must have been completely cured.

Now, the two elders of Song and Xiao were naturally admired by Fang Hong. Even Xiao Mei was secretly glad that she had not opposed her husband and father-in-law's choice just now!

"Mei!" But just as Xiao Mei and the other three were relieved and thought that Song Hanchi was finally saved this time, a faint call from there, as if Song Hanchi had accumulated all his strength suddenly sounded.

Xiao Mei looked back and exclaimed: "Han Chi!?"

Xiao Mei quickly rushed back to Song Hanchi, but in this moment, Song Hanchi had already fallen into a coma. Xiao Mei was frightened and kept slapping his face: "Hanchi, Hanchi, what's wrong with you? Hanchi, don't scare me!"

Song Hanchi's head was soft and drooping to one side without any reaction.

The heart rate monitor placed next to it pulled out an almost straight ripple line, indicating that Song Hanchi's heartbeat was rapidly declining.

This is a sign of a patient's heart failure, and this sign often means that the patient is in danger of life at any time!

A shocking reversal!

Song Wuji and Xiao Hanyi were shocked. They thought that Song Hanchi had removed the root of the disease and had hope of recovery, but they were directly in critical condition!

Just now, everyone focused on those strange blood worms, but ignored Song Hanchi's changes. Of course, all this happened too suddenly!

Song Wuji raised Song Hanchi's wrist and put his hand on the meridian door. After a few seconds, Song Wuji's face turned pale and his whole body trembled, as if he was hit by five thunder.

The vein of death! The King of Hell will surely be taken away, but the gods cannot save them!

Xiao Hanyi also raised Song Hanchi's other hand at this time, took a slight pulse, and immediately felt sad and sighed with regret.

"Dad, father-in-law, Han Chi, he..." Xiao Mei felt like the world had collapsed in an instant.

Song Wuji and Xiao Hanyi closed their eyes in pain and shook their heads.

Song Wuji and Xiao Hanyi, the two top Chinese medicine doctors in China, responded this way, which undoubtedly meant that Song Hanchi was sentenced to death!

"Han Chi, Han Chi, wake up, wake up, don't leave me, don't leave me!" Xiao Mei was crazy, and she shook Song Han Chi's body desperately, crying heart-wrenchingly.

No matter how his wife called, Song Hanchi did not react at all. The heart rate monitor had already pulled out a long straight line, and Song Hanchi's heart stopped beating!

At this time, Li Qingyu, who heard the movement outside, finally couldn't help but push the door and came in. Seeing this scene, he was shocked and stayed on the spot.

It's over, this time it's over. Xiao Fanglai treated Vice Mayor Song. Not only was the disease not cured, but he was treated to death. How could this end?

What to do, what to do, what to do? Li Qingyu didn't care about his future at this time, and his mind was full of how to help Fang Hong clear his relationship.

Why would I take all the charges on myself? It was said that I took the initiative to introduce Fang Hong to treat him in order to cure him...

Oh my God, it is not a joke to punish a decent deputy mayor to death!

At this time, another young man in a suit hurriedly walked into the ward.

He was the secretary Zhang Ziwen who finally finished his stomach and washed his pants and rushed back.

Seeing the ward in a tragic fog, the two elders Song and Xiao shook their heads and lamented. Xiao Mei even leaned on Song Hanchi and cried into tears. The woman who came with Fang Hong looked panicked and was speechless. After Zhang Ziwen was shocked, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Song Hanchi was actually dead? And he was killed by that rustic bull?

It's amazing!

After wandering around the officialdom for many years, he realized that this was a rare opportunity, so he immediately walked out of the ward, found a corner without a person, dialed a number, and lowered his voice: "Song Hanchi is dead!"

"What? How did you die?" The other party was surprised and happy.

"I was cured to death by that local doctor."

"Then..." The other party was silent for a few seconds, and immediately ordered: "Call the police immediately and take all the charges on him!"

"Hmph, that's what you mean!"

...

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you crying?" At this time, a sudden discord sound suddenly sounded in the ward amid the sorrow and a wailing sound.

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