Super Alchemy King Reborn In City

0Fu Wenqing was currently at the Jiangnan Province First Hospital. He had been stabbed in the chest and was unable to cure him for a long time.    

    

Blood was still seeping through the bandage that was wrapping around the wound.    

    

The chief doctor of the First Hospital, Shang Guan Yushan, closed the medical record. He pushed his glasses and said to Fu Wenqing, who was lying on the bed and unable to move: "Fu Wenqing, your condition is very serious right now!"    

    

Fu Wenqing's face was pale. He forced himself up and smiled, "I know it's serious. Doctor Shang, try your best."    

    

"I also want to try my best." When Shang Yushan saw Fu Wenqing's miserable state, he smiled faintly.    

    

Shang Yushan was Fu Wenqing's former junior and the two of them knew each other, but there was always a lack of contact.    

    

Shangwu Iron and Steel has remained in the First Hospital without any medical research or development achievements. Fu Wenqing's research results in Institute of Medicine were extraordinary.    

    

Shang Yushan was already envious of Fu Wenqing's results.    

    

Now, Fu Wenqing had become the hot research and development personnel of the Supernatural Medicine, and his fame suddenly rose. In the entire Chuzhou City's medical industry, almost everyone knew about it.    

    

Shang Yushan was going crazy with envy.    

    

But now, Fu Wenqing had become one of his patients.    

    

"Your wound doesn't look serious, but there seems to be a destructive force in your body that prevents the wound from healing. This is clearly unscientific …" Shang Yushan frowned, "If you are willing, I can apply for you to be our research subject." It might help. "    

    

Fu Wenqing smiled, "No." You only need to tell me how much time you have left to live. "    

    

"Your wounds will not heal and the bleeding will not stop. Looking at your current situation, I'm afraid you still have half a month to live. " Shang Yushan said.    

    

Fu Wenqing sighed. He was already old and mentally prepared for death, but he didn't expect the day to come so soon.    

    

Fu Wenqing felt sad when he thought of his family and his son who didn't work long ago. He thought of the distance between heaven and earth.    

    

Shang Yushan saw the change in Fu Wenqing's expression and continued: "But if you are willing to cooperate with our research, you can live for at least half a year. "Although the time is short, if we can find out the root cause of your illness, we might be able to extend your illness for a longer period of time."    

    

Shang Yushan knew that Fu Wenqing's illness was complicated and wanted to investigate the pathology. Therefore, he would spare no effort to persuade Fu Wenqing.    

    

However, Fu Wenqing still shook his head, "No need, you should prescribe some hemostatic drugs for me temporarily. I want to leave the hospital."    

    

Shang Yushan understood Fu Wenqing's thoughts, and said in amusement: "Fu Wenqing, you must research that Supernatural Medicine?"    

    

Fu Wenqing frowned, "What do you mean?"    

    

"We all understand that you were attacked because someone wanted to obtain the Supernatural Medicine's information." Shang Yushan shook his head, "Fu Wenqing, if you don't participate in the research on Supernatural Medicine, you can obtain the fame before you die. But don't you know the enemy you are facing? If you continue like this, don't you understand what will happen to you in the end? "    

    

Shang Yushan was a bit jealous of Fu Wenqing. After all, such an opportunity that could possibly be recorded in history had fallen into Fu Wenqing's hands.    

    

However, when he thought of the dangers brought by this opportunity, Yushan still felt that it would be best if he didn't have this chance.    

    

Fu Wenqing thought of the opportunity that Han Zhen had given him at Institute of Medicine.    

    

Was he to live on in this world, or to burn in the last years of his life?    

    

Fu Wenqing landed on the bed with difficulty. He looked out the window at the sun and shook his head, "You don't understand!"