My Cold and Elegant CEO Wife Chapter 451: I can save her

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Chapter 451 I can save her

Who said she was dead?

Li Qingfeng's words were very loud, and everyone around him heard them. Everyone looked at Li Qingfeng with shocked eyes, and their eyes were full of surprise. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest newest novel

This guy has a brain problem, or it is short-circuited, or his eyes are color blind. The middle-aged woman on the hospital bed is obviously dead. Everyone can tell. Why did he say he was not dead?

"Asshole, my wife is obviously dead, why do you say she is not dead?" The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he said.

This time the middle-aged man spoke, and everyone around him did not object, including the doctors, because they had just checked the woman in the bed, and there was no heartbeat.

Without a heartbeat, death is natural, which is normal in the medical world, but how can the man in front of me say that the woman on the bed is not dead?

You said that the woman in the hospital bed did not die. This is a question of the few doctors around you, and also a question of the eyes of everyone, because everyone saw the middle-aged woman die, is everyone blind?

"I said she was not dead, she was not dead." Li Qingfeng smiled faintly, and said proudly.

He just used the Chinese medicine method of watching the air, and observed that there is still a glimmer of life in the middle-aged woman, and there is no real death.

In the common people’s impression, once a person’s heart stops beating, it means death, but a person’s true death is not the beating of the heart, but the stop of the pulse and the absence of breath.

People live for a breath. This breath is the breath, and this breath is the vitality of the person. As long as there is this vitality, a person is not truly dead.

For example, some people have obviously died, even entered the coffin, but suddenly woke up again, commonly known as corpse fraud, or resurrection. In fact, the person did not really die, but there was a thread in the body. Life is nothing more than shock and suspended animation.

Li Qingfeng smiled faintly, walked towards the middle-aged woman, God stretched out his hand to feel her pulse.

Seeing Li Qingfeng's movements, the middle-aged man's face changed, and he said angrily: Stop, my wife is dead, do you want to desecrate her body.

"I'll say it again, she is not dead, I can save her." Li Qingfeng said lightly, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

If this middle-aged woman dies for one day, or more than twelve hours, even if Li Qingfeng's medical skills are good, it will not be cured, but this woman has just died for a while, the vitality in the body has not disappeared, and there is still life-saving. hope.

Yes, it's the hope of life. Others don't have this ability, but Li Qingfeng has this ability.

Furthermore, Li Qingfeng observed that there was a bruise on the middle-aged woman's neck. If you don't look closely, you can't find it.

He knew that when the nurse delivered water to the patient, the needle hole in the arm was a bit big, and the human eye could tell it at a glance, but the needle would not stick to the neck.

The bruise on the neck of this middle-aged woman is more like a pinch with both hands.

Actually, Li Qingfeng has doubts about the death of middle-aged women and middle-aged people, because as a normal person, if his wife dies, he will definitely cry in his head, but this middle-aged person is not only It’s not normal not to cry, not to shed a single tear, and to only think of squandering money.

"Boy, I forbid you to desecrate my wife's body." The middle-aged man stopped in front of Li Qingfeng and said loudly.

The people around also looked at Li Qingfeng incomprehensibly, thinking that it was wrong for him to touch the dead person's body. After all, the deceased is the big one, and the person is already dead. You go to touch the dead person's body and say that you want to save her. This is right. The disrespect of the deceased.

Seeing the middle-aged people's resistance to him, Li Qingfeng strengthened his guess, because normal people would be very happy to hear that someone could save his wife, and whether he could save him or not, he would have to try.

However, this middle-aged man was obstructing in every possible way to prevent Li Qingfeng from saving his wife. He said that the reason was high-sounding, saying that he should not desecrate the corpse of the deceased, but the point is that the woman is not dead yet. If it is really dead, Li Qingfeng Naturally will not touch.

"You won't let me save your wife, is it a guilty conscience?" Li Qingfeng smiled coldly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Guilty conscience?

The middle-aged man's face changed, and the panic in his eyes flashed away, saying: What is my guilty conscience, and I haven't done anything wrong?

"Really, then why don't you let me save your wife?"

"My wife is dead, I don't want you to disturb her body."

"Didn't I just say that she didn't die, otherwise, if I didn't save her, I would give you 10 million as compensation for the loss of touching her corpse." Li Qingfeng smiled faintly and said Said.

He already knew that the middle-aged man in front of him just wanted to swindle the money, and now he took the initiative to give him money, he didn't believe that he didn't take the bait.

Sure enough, after hearing 10 million, the middle-aged person's eyes brightened, and a touch of joy appeared in his heart.

Middle-aged people can naturally see that their wife is dead, but the young man in front of them has to say that his wife is not dead and can save her. This is pure nonsense and nonsense in the eyes of middle-aged people. Eight Roads.

Middle-aged people feel that even if Li Qingfeng is allowed to treat his wife, he will definitely not be saved. How can a dead person be saved?

Furthermore, this young man said that if he can't save his wife, he will give himself 10 million, and the middle-aged people will naturally be happy.

"Okay, I agree with you to save her, but you have to remember what you said, if you can't save her, you will give me ten million." The middle-aged man said with excitement.

His tone was very excited, not at all like his dead wife just now, but as if he had just won a bonus of 10 million.

Li Qingfeng nodded and said: Don't worry, if I can't save her, I will naturally give you 10 million as compensation for desecrating the corpse.

Zhao Yanran looked at Li Qingfeng gratefully and her eyes were moved. She knew that the reason why Li Qingfeng did this to save the middle-aged woman was to help herself.

Li Qingfeng came to the hospital bed, stretched out his right hand, and put **** on the wrist of the middle-aged woman. This is called pulse pulse in Chinese medicine. It depends on the pulse of the person. Is there any pulse?

Huh, the pulse is still beating as expected?

Li Qingfeng's face was happy. He found that the middle-aged woman's pulse was still beating, which made him look happy. As long as the pulse is beating and the vitality does not dissipate, there is hope of life.

Li Qingfeng took out nine silver needles and pierced them into nine special acupuncture points of the middle-aged woman like lightning. After the silver needles were pierced into the acupuncture points, they began to tremble slightly, and the middle-aged women's skin also began to tremble.

This is called the Nine Needles of the Destiny. It is extremely powerful. Li Qingfeng seldom uses it, and only uses it when he is saving people.

Half an hour later, Li Qingfeng wiped away a trace of sweat from his forehead and pulled out the nine silver needles from the middle-aged woman.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the middle-aged woman slowly opened her eyes.