Volume 7: Bloody Red Face! Chapter 132: Special Patient!

  Qin Luo never knew that Yanjing would be so big.

  The journey was really long and boring, no one talked to him, he sat alone in the back seat of the car for more than two hours, and it wasn't until he was about to fall asleep that the car finally stopped at the gate of a sanatorium in the suburbs.

  Qin Luo didn't know where this place was. The entrance of the sanatorium didn't even have a sign. However, there were two rows of soldiers wearing military uniforms and holding live ammunition standing guard.

  Two military dogs stood guard on one side, staring at Qin Luo with their tongues lolling out of their mouths. If no one had been holding them back, they probably would have pounced into the carriage through the window in an instant.

  After a strict check of documents, the car was finally allowed to pass and slowly drove into this mysterious-looking mansion.

  Inside the courtyard, it's rare to see people wearing military uniforms, but instead, you can see robust men wearing black suits with earpieces around their necks guarding all around.

  Qin Luo dared to use his limited military knowledge to guarantee that no matter which direction you rushed in from, you would not be able to break out of this house. Even the routes where snipers might shoot were arranged in advance with personnel. With any slight abnormality, they could be caught off guard.

  Although the place was extremely unfamiliar, and because it was too quiet and solemn, everyone looked like they were facing a great enemy, making people feel that the air inhaled into their lungs had solidified. However, Qin Luo didn't worry at all.

  This confidence comes from Old Man Lin Qingyuan. It was Lin Qingyuan who called him to come, he can be sure that no matter what, Lin Qingyuan would not harm him.

  Moreover, he felt that the two black-clad bodyguards who came to invite him were cold in appearance but not bad in attitude. In the car, they only said two sentences to him. One was "Are you thirsty?" and the other was "You can open the window to smoke."

  With just these two sentences, Qin Luo knew he was in a safe state.

  Lin thought of Old Man Lin's late return that night, and his ambiguous words. Qin Luo guessed secretly that it was likely that some big shot had fallen ill and asked him to come over for a check-up.

  From this house and the bodyguards around it, it can be inferred that the patient's background is probably not small. For someone like this to fall ill, famous doctors from all over the world can be gathered for treatment. Didn't Lin Qingyuan just enter the treatment group one step ahead of himself?

  However, until now, the condition has not been resolved, and they even went to great lengths to bring themselves over. This proves that the condition is very tricky. They still haven't come up with a feasible treatment plan.

  The car stopped in front of a small building, the square-faced man got out quickly and walked over to help Qin Luo open the door, expressionlessly saying: Mr. Qin, please get out of the car.

  Thank you. Qin Luo nodded.

  "Follow me," said the square-faced man, leading the way into the small building.

  The small building stands eastward, surrounded by a large cypress. The interior decoration is simple in style, but it gives people an inviolable majesty.

  This made Qin Luo feel very strange. He wasn't a timid person, yet he didn't know why he had such a feeling.

  The square-faced man stopped at a door near the stairs on the second floor and knocked lightly.

  Come in. A man's deep voice came from inside the room.

  The square-faced man pushed open the door of the room and stepped aside. Qin Luo nodded at him and walked into the conference room.

  Qin Luo entered the door and saw Lin Qingyuan sitting at the head of the oval table, and surprisingly, his master Wang Xiushen was sitting next to him. He didn't expect that he would also be invited.

  Around the table, a dozen or so men and women of similar age to Lin Qingyuan were seated. They all appeared to be medical giants or experts in some field, staring at Qin Luo with astonished eyes as he had just entered.

  Among these people, Qin Luo really looked a bit too young.

  Qin Luo gave a nod to Lin Qingyuan and Wang Xiuren with his eyes, then turned around to look at a middle-aged man wearing glasses standing at the front of the table. He could tell that this slightly younger person in the crowd was the one in charge.

  Are you Qin Luo? The middle-aged man adjusted his glasses and said.

  I am Qin Luo. Qin Luo nodded and said. As he spoke, his gaze involuntarily shifted to a woman.

  Next to the middle-aged man sat a little girl, with an extremely sweet and lovely appearance, like a cute Barbie doll. However, her face wore the same cold and unfeeling expression as those black-clad men, giving people a sense of being rejected from afar.

  Black tight leather jacket, outlining a slender and sexy figure. Black leather shorts, revealing evenly powerful long legs. Similarly black long boots, with a black leather glove on his right hand. The whole person looks like he just walked out of a comic book.

  Her hand was playing with a sharp dagger, and the dagger in her hand seemed to have come alive. It kept flying and spinning continuously, its movements fast and dazzling, making people's eyes dizzy.

  The little girl also found that Qin Luo was looking at him, and the knife in his hand suddenly stopped. He made a beheading gesture with his neck in front of Qin Luo.

  Qin Luo quickly shifted his gaze away, pretending he hadn't seen her at all.

  As expected, heroes emerge in their youth. Lin Qingyuan and Wang Xiuren, two seniors who highly recommended you, the successor of the Taiyi divine needle, will surely be excellent. I am Qiaomu, welcome to join our team. Please take a seat. Qiaomu said, pointing to a chair beside him.

  Qiao Mu didn't introduce himself, but from his tone and demeanor, it could be seen that he still had some unique qualities of a military man. Especially the way he stood, with his waist straight and shoulders level, like a spear.

  The seat that Qiao Wei pointed to was right next to the fierce little girl, and Qin Luo was not very willing to sit there. This woman loved playing with knives so much, if she accidentally dropped it, wouldn't he be the first to suffer?

  But now there is only one empty seat left on the conference table, and Qiao Mu has also called his name to sit down. For a moment, he couldn't think of an excuse to refuse.

  As he saw Qin Luo sit down beside him, the little black-clad girl merely gave him a glance and didn't continue to threaten him with her knife. Only then did Qin Luo slightly put his mind at ease.

  Qin Luo, you are a new member of the conference group. You may not be familiar with the specific situation yet. Let me briefly explain it to you. We have a patient who has contracted cryosleep syndrome. Do you know what cryosleep syndrome is? Qiao Mu asked Qin Luo.

  Creeping frost? I know some things about it. Qin Luo nodded.

  Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) is a group of rare neurological diseases that mainly affect the nerve cells responsible for controlling voluntary muscle movement.

  Because its main manifestation is the gradual atrophy and weakness of muscles, the body is like being gradually frozen, so it is commonly known as "Gradual Freezing Syndrome". Since there is currently no specific treatment, it is listed alongside cancer and AIDS as one of the world's five major incurable diseases.

  Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, a very stubborn disease. At home and abroad, there is still no successful precedent for cure. People who suffer from this disease can live at most two to five years, eventually dying of respiratory failure.

  No wonder these top-notch doctors gathered together still can't come up with a treatment plan. Even if they take action themselves, there is no guarantee of successful treatment.

  It's fine if you know. I won't explain much then, said Qiao Mu. There is a document in front of you, which is the treatment plan discussed and finalized by all the medical experts present here over the past few days. Take a look and see if there's anything that needs to be added.

  Qin Luo flipped through the materials in front of him, scanned them for a few moments, then looked up at Qiao Mu and said: I need to see the patient before I can offer an opinion.

  Qiao Mu hesitated for a moment and said: What data do you need? We can provide everything. And now there are already several established plans available for reference.

  That is to say, Qiao Mu didn't know for what reason, and didn't want Qin Luo to see the patient.

  Qin Luo swept his eyes over the many experts present and asked: Has anyone here seen the patient?

  No. We provided them with detailed data on all aspects of the patient, said Qiao Mu.

  So, these established plans are no longer of any reference value. Medicine is like mathematical calculations, off by a hair's breadth, miss by a thousand miles. If I can't grasp the patient's most detailed physical condition, I have no way to diagnose and prescribe medication for the patient. Qin Luo said with reason and argument.

  After hearing Qin Luo's words, the doctors present couldn't help but secretly praise him in their hearts.

  They are all renowned doctors and naturally know that the data obtained from face-to-face communication with patients is clearer.

  However, they all knew that the patient's identity was different from ordinary people. After they arrived, they were informed that the patient did not want to see anyone. In their years of living in a system, they had completely lost their consciousness of resistance and struggle.

  Qin Luo's performance fell into the eyes of Lin Qingyuan and Wang Xiuren, both of whom were overjoyed. The two exchanged a glance, and they could see the surprised expressions on each other's faces.

  Qiao Mu's eyes stared intently at Qin Luo, and Qin Luo also met his gaze without backing down.

  Heaven is vast, earth is vast, but human life is the most precious. Medicine is a very rigorous matter. It's impossible for him to diagnose and come up with an excellent treatment plan without even seeing the patient's specific situation.

  He is a divine doctor. He is not an immortal.

  After a long time, Qiao Mu's gaze finally shifted to the girl beside him and asked: Li, what do you think?

  Qin Luo was shocked. Could it be that this woman named Li was even higher in status than Qiao Mu?

  The girl had been staring at Qin Luo's profile and after hearing Qiao Mu's words, she expressionlessly said: Take him in.

  As he spoke, he was the first to stand up from his chair.

  She stood up and immediately made Qin Luo feel inferior. Although she was wearing high heels, which had a cheating element to them, when the two of them stood together, she still had to be taller than Qin Luo by some margin.

  Qin Luo, come with me. Qiao Mu made a inviting gesture and said to Qin Luo.

  Casting red ballots is a good habit. Everyone should keep it up.