Reporting, I Have Been Reborn

Chapter 1259 The existence of face-slapped

He knew Su Mian's abilities, there was still room for a beast, "Could Wenwen think of a way?" Wei Zhenhui spoke very quickly and eagerly, unlike his usual coldness.

Su Mian knew that he really cared about Wei Zhenming, even if he was not his own person, he still regarded him as his own brother.

"Wei Zhenming's brain nerves were forced by congestion and blood pressure. If the congestion can be absorbed by him, he has the hope of waking up. If the bleeding continues to bleed, Wei Zhenming is in danger of life." Su Mian analyzed Wei Zhenming's situation before answering. Wei Zhenhui, "Don't say it's Wenwen, now it's Daluo Immortal, and there is no power to recover."

"Is there any hemostatic medicine?"

"After taking hemostatic medicine, the congestion will coagulate faster and more difficult to absorb." This is also where Su Mian is helpless.

"Then you can only wait now?" Wei Zhenhui knew he was impatient. Brothers for many years, he couldn't just watch Zhenming just go.

He doesn't have much time, he wants to see Wei Zhenming safe before going to the Southern Military Region.

He knows better than anyone that going to the south this time is more ill-fortune.

The owl on the southern border has been entrenched there for more than ten years, like a big cancer, with great influence, has established its own base and has its own armed forces.

And deep in the mountains, the terrain is complicated.

Otherwise, how could an excellent soldier like Yan Chengye sacrifice?

He hoped that before he left, he could ensure that Wei Zhenming was alive.

"Brother Hui, don't worry, we will wait two more days to see Wei Zhenming's absorption situation, there will always be a way!" This is the first time Su Mian has encountered such a difficult situation, and she is not sure at all.

She thought that she had the medical space and the sacred beasts, and indeed there should be no sick people she could not save.

Now, there is a lot of face-slapped existence.

She could understand Wei Zhenhui's feelings and called both Jiang Yi and Bai Xue, obviously wanting to have a showdown with the Wei family before leaving. Who thought that something happened to Wei Zhenming again.

In the evening, Su Mian went directly into the space to check information.

It was rare that Wenwen was not screaming in her ears, and she went through the library quietly.

Su Mian glanced at him, "What's wrong with you lately?"

Wenwen didn't raise his head, and continued to flip through the book in his hand, before answering after a long while, "I don't want to help you cure Wei Zhenming."

Su Mian's eyes lit up suddenly, and she leaned close to him, "What's there to find?"

"His situation is very complicated. With my experience of more than two thousand years, I can't do anything about it." Wenwen continued to bow his head after speaking, with a serious face.

When did Wenwen change sex?

"Is there no similar record in the ancestor's handwriting?" This is the only thing Su Mian can think of.

Wen Wen shook his head, "Cars are only modern vehicles. People in the past have never been hit so severely. Those who jump off the cliff will die. Therefore, the ancient prescriptions in the patriarch's handwriting are not applicable."

Su Mian's already upset mood suddenly became a little heavier.

Wei Zhenming has a lot of congestion in the cranial cavity, and other parts of the body are also damaged to varying degrees. If he had a craniotomy, he would probably die on the operating table.

Is there really no other way except natural absorption?

Su Mian looked through the information in the space all night, but she didn't have a clue, and was ridiculed by Wenwen, "I lived more than 2,000 years old, can I still lie to you?"

On the second day, Su Mian had to consult with several brain experts. Su Mian put on sterile clothes and entered the intensive care unit, and directly cast a sharp eye on Wei Zhenming.

The good news is that the amount of bleeding has not increased.

The bad news is that Wei Zhenming himself did not absorb the congestion.

This is consistent with Su Mian's initial inference that Wei Zhenming might really want to become a vegetable.

(End of this chapter)