"Hey, what? Ogawa is in the hospital. I know, I'll hurry over immediately!"

Twenty minutes later, Guo Yingtian rushed to Haishi First Hospital, and his wife Liu Yuhong was walking anxiously outside the special symptoms ward.

"Yuhong, what's going on? What disease does Ogawa have?"

Liu Yuhong cried out and threw herself on Guo Yingtian.

"Yesterday was fine. When I went to ask him to get up this morning, Ogawa was unconscious. It has been half a day now and there is no effect yet!"

Guo Yingtian was very anxious, but he still tried to calm down and patted Liu Yuhong on the back.

"Don't worry, with me here, Ogawa will definitely not be in trouble."

While talking, the door of the ward was pushed open from the inside, and a young male doctor walked out of the inside and took off his mask as he walked.

"Doctor Zhang, how about my son?"

Guo Yingtian went up to ask, the doctor who had just come out was the chief doctor and had known Guo Yingtian for a long time.

Dr. Zhang sighed softly, avoided Guo Yingtian's gaze, and shook his head.

"Mr. Guo Chuan's condition is a bit special. Now the hospital's brain experts, blood experts, and nerve experts are all in the ward, but the condition is still impossible to determine. Guo Chuan is still in a coma, so my suggestion is to transfer the hospital!"

Guo Yingtian was struck by lightning, his eyes were dull.

"Doctor Zhang, you are already a leader in the field in Greater China. Did you let me transfer to the hospital to a foreign country?"

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Dr. Zhang frowned and then looked up.

"Maybe there is another way. Mr. Xingzhu had retired and returned to Haicheng a month ago. You may ask the old man to come out and give it a try."

Guo Yingtian's eyes lit up. Xingzhu is known as the saint of China and is an imperial doctor who specializes in treating major figures in Kyoto.

It is said that no matter how complicated and complicated the symptoms are, Xingzhu can cure the disease by medicine, and his hometown is Haishi.

Guo Yingtian is also very prosperous in Haicheng City, but compared with Xingzhu, it is obviously a bit worse.

Fortunately, Dr. Zhang and Xingzhu had some relationships, so with Dr. Zhang's help, he finally invited Mr. Xingzhu to Haishi First Hospital.

On the hospital bed, Guo Chuan seemed to be asleep. He did not experience any abnormalities in his breathing or heartbeat, but he could not wake up.

Accompanied by Guo Yingtian and Dr. Zhang, Mr. Xingzhu was already standing by Guo Chuan's bed, leaning down and lifting the quilt on Guo Chuan's body.

He looked at it with a serious look on his face for a while, then he opened Guo Chuan's eyelids with his hands, moved his left and right, and then he put his finger on Guo Chuan's pulse.

It was quiet inside the ward, and sweat flowed down Guo Yingtian's forehead.

He could clearly hear his heavy breathing and accelerated heartbeat, and looked at Xingzhu nervously, not daring to disturb him.

"Hey, what a strange pulse! It turns out that one yin covers three yangs, and the yin ghost pulse! It's difficult to deal with!"

The old man shook his head repeatedly and then stood up.

"Mr. Guo, I am incompetent, and I am powerless to do anything about my son's illness!"
Chapter completed!