"If there are no these symptoms, it must be conscious respiratory termination. This is caused by genetic mutation!" Wang Meng said.

"What disease is this?" asked the old dean. He was surprised to find that in front of the miraculous doctor Wang Meng, he was a primary school student.

"This is an ideology-induced disease, or a mental illness. This disease is generally caused by weak or missing chromosomes of the human gene 23. This phenomenon is called gene mutation. This gene is inherited from generation to generation, but not from generation to generation. Generally, the disease occurs between the ages of five and forty. The patient's grandfather's lineage should have deaths due to symptoms. The age will not exceed forty years old." Wang Meng said.

"Then I'll go and ask the family!" At this time, the elevator door had been opened, and the old dean left Wang Meng and ran away.

Wang Meng smiled bitterly. This old man was really impatient.

Wang Meng waited at the door of the intensive care unit for a while, and the old director led a young couple to come hurried over.

"My doctor? You are so magical! You are right, it's true." The old dean shouted excitedly as he got away from Laoyuan.

"Miscellaneous Doctor? Save my son!"

"Miscellaneous Doctor, I kowtowed to you."

The young couple ran to Wang Meng, pounced, and both knelt on the ground, knocking and kowtowing at Wang Meng.

"No, I will save you!" Wang Meng quickly pulled up the couple and said.

Wang Meng said to the old dean again: "Let me see the child? Don't waste time."

"Wait, disinfect before going in." The old director blocked the door of the intensive care unit with a whistle.

"Okay!" Wang Meng was speechless. It was time to pay attention to these things. Besides, there was no surgery, so how could so many bacterial infections come from? However, Wang Meng also admired the old dean's dedication.

The old director took Wang Meng to the nurse station next to him, changed into a white coat, wore a white hat and a white mask, and cleaned his hands. The old director sprayed a piece of disinfectant water, and then took a few seconds in front of a disinfectant instrument. Then the old director allowed him to enter the intensive care unit directly from the side door of the nurse station.

Wang Limin and others were waiting outside the door.

As soon as he entered the custody room, the old dean who was following behind asked anxiously: "How is it? Can it be cured?"

Wang Mengwu was amused and crying: "I haven't diagnosed my illness yet? Where can I know?"

"It's right, right!" The old dean grinned awkwardly.

A female nurse in her twenties was talking to a little boy sitting on the hospital bed. The little boy looked very healthy. Although she was not asleep, she was obviously sleepy and was shaking and her eyes couldn't open.

"Director?" Seeing the old dean come in, the nurse quickly stood up.

"The miracle doctor is here, let the miracle doctor see!" The old dean waved his hand and signaled the nurse to dodge.

The female nurse looked at Wang Meng in surprise, shocked, "Is this the mayor of the miracle doctor? She is so handsome, she is also handsome when wearing a mask."

"Do not go!" The old dean was anxious when he saw that the nurse was not moving.

The nurse was startled and quickly stopped.

When the little boy saw someone coming, he stared at Wang Meng and the old dean in a fascination, but he became much more energetic because of this.

"Little guy? Are you sleepy?" Wang Meng took off his mask, looked at the little boy with big eyes with a smile, and asked.

"My name is Wang Xiaoming. I'm not a little guy. I'm in the fourth grade after school starts." The little boy yawned and said.

"Oh? Haha, Xiao Ming? How is your study?" Wang Meng said as he grabbed the little boy's wrist and took his pulse naturally.

"The fifth place in the class in the final exam, two double hundred." The little boy said proudly, but yawned again.

"Take me the movie!" Wang Meng suddenly turned his head and said to the old dean.

"I'll go and get it!" At this time, the nurse became clever and ran out.

"It's not bad! Do you know how many points the exam scored when uncle was as old as you?" Wang Meng said, letting go of the little boy's hand.

In fact, when Wang Meng saw the little boy for the first time, he had already determined the cause of the disease, but he didn't want to look shocking.

"You got the double hundred exam, too?" The little boy yawned again, but seemed to be very interested in Wang Meng's question.

"I am the number one in the class." Wang Meng said with a smile.

"You...you are better than me." The little boy said with a frustrated face.

"The last one! Hahaha..." Wang Meng finished speaking and burst into laughter.

"Gee, countdown?" The little boy was also amused.

"You are Shuangbai, I am two big duck eggs. It's almost the same, it's almost the same!" Wang Meng said with a shameless smile.

"Is this almost the same? Hehe..." The little boy was so happy and was no longer sleepy.

At this time, the female nurse ran in and handed Wang Meng a bag of films.

Wang Meng took out a few movies, looked at them twice, and handed them to the female nurse. However, he found that the female nurse did not answer, but looked at Wang Meng with eyes full of spring, and his face turned red.

Wang Meng was speechless, is my brother so handsome?

The old dean rolled his eyes when he saw this and felt embarrassed. He coughed twice and said to the female nurse: "Cough cough cough. It's all you have to do, you go out."

"Oh!" The female nurse took the film unwillingly and walked out, turning around one step and three times.

"Flower fool!" the old dean murmured in a low voice.

Wang Meng's mouth curled up and pretended not to hear it.

"Student Xiao Ming? Just go to bed when you are sleepy!" Wang Meng patted the little boy's head and said.

"Mom said, I fell asleep and died." The little boy yawned and said, very strong.

"It's okay! Uncle is here, just have a sleep." Wang Meng said with a smile.

"Really?" The little boy could not hold on anymore. Although he was injected with a microscopic stimulant, it failed for so long. That thing cannot be injected all the time, and the harm is too great.

"Really! Go to bed! Uncle is a doctor, the doctor will not lie!" Wang Meng said, putting the little boy flat and patting his shoulder.

The little boy was indeed very sleepy. He closed his eyes for only ten seconds and the little boy fell asleep.

At first, the little boy was breathing well, but after more than thirty or so breathing normally, the little boy's breathing suddenly became rapid. During a few breaths, the little boy's breathing disappeared, and his whole face turned red, as if he was about to suffocate immediately.

"I'm sick again! Hurry up! Wake him up!" The old dean next to me became anxious.

"call!"

"suck!"

"call!"

"suck!"

At this time, Wang Meng was neither arrogant nor impatient, and actually spit out the word "breath" gently and rhythmically, repeating itself.

A miracle happened. The little boy began to breathe again with the rhythm of Wang Meng's tone, and the blood on his face faded.

The old dean was stunned!

"It's amazing!" the old dean exclaimed.

"call!"

"Get pen and paper!"

"suck!"

Using the guidance interval, Wang Meng said hurriedly.

The old dean quickly prepare.

While Wang Meng was guiding, he wrote a prescription and handed it to the old dean: "Prepare now."

"Okay!" The old dean hurriedly left with the prescription.

At this time, Wang Meng and the little boy were left in the room.

Wang Meng wrote the prescription, but in fact he was actually just to help the old dean. This disease cannot be cured by just a few Chinese medicines. But Wang Meng cannot use his unique skills in front of outsiders.

There is a surveillance in the intensive care unit. Wang Meng took out his cell phone and pressed the button twice.

Electronic interference is turned on and monitoring fails.

Wang Meng took out a small box from his pocket.

When you open it, there are golden needles inside.

Wang Meng suddenly had a very fast speed. He took one golden needle after another and flew out in an instant. One hundred and eight golden needles were spread throughout the little boy's heart and brain, and the last needle fell on the little boy's eyebrows.

After staying for a second, Wang Meng suddenly waved his hand and recycled all the golden needles.

Wang Meng put the golden needle back into the box and put it in his pocket.

He took out a box of silver needles from his pocket, took out one and put it in his hand.

At this moment, a drop of extremely black blood beads oozed out from the little boy's eyebrows.

Wang Meng put the silver needle on the blood bead, the snow bead disappeared, and the silver needle was pitch black.

Wang Meng carefully took the dark silver needle back into the box and put the box in his pocket.

This drop of black blood is poisonous.

Gene poison.

Genetic genetic diseases are caused by chromosomal mutations. Gene mutations make the gene poisoning. Because the genes are toxic, there will be a history of genetic genetic diseases in the direct bloodline.

This is like a patient with a family history of mental illness, basically passing it out of one generation, or several generations apart, which is determined by the amount of toxins in the gene.
To be continued...