An hour passed while they waited.
Chen Zi’s face darkened, "Are you sure she’s just asleep?"
The doctor also panicked a bit and imdiately called for an ambulance.
Little Taotie was sent to the hospital and underwent a series of tests, with the final result being—she was asleep.
This answer was unacceptable not only to Chen Zi but even to the family doctor.
Cheng Guodong, Qin Xin, and Gu Yixing rushed over.
It wasn’t long before the Tao Family mbers also arrived one after another.
Tao Shen was the last to arrive. He was originally in the lab conducting an experint when his eyelids kept twitching uncontrollably. It was a critical experint that couldn’t be stopped midway, or everything would have to be restarted. But he still couldn’t rest easy, so he put down his work, took out his phone, and found out his sister was in trouble.
Imdiately, he dropped everything and hurried over.
Old Master Tao rushed into the director’s office, "Are all the machines in your hospital broken? Why can’t you find any problems! My granddaughter won’t wake up, yet you say she’s only asleep!"
"Calm down." The director sighed helplessly. If they weren’t old friends, he would have already called security to remove this irrational family mber.
"I can’t calm down! Tell , what’s really going on? Why can’t you find any issues?"
The director fell silent.
"Speak up!"
The director sighed, "As the director, I’m supposed to dismiss superstitions, but for an old friend, I’ll tell you, it’s not unheard of."
"What do you an?" Tao Mo’s expression grew serious, hinting that it might involve Mysticism?
The director asked him to sit down and spoke in a low voice, "I’ve worked my way up from being an ergency doctor to the director, almost forty years in the hospital, and I’ve seen too much. There’s nothing physically wrong, but they appear to be asleep and can’t be woken up, it’s often...soul loss."
"Nonsense!" Tao Mo stood up abruptly.
The director shook his head, "Originally, words like these shouldn’t co from soone like , but considering our long friendship, I’m risking my job to tell you this, and you accuse of nonsense."
Tao Mo cald down, his expression complex, and whispered, "Have you encountered this often over the years?"
The director made a sign with six fingers, "In forty years, I’ve seen it six tis. Counting your granddaughter, this is the seventh."
"What...should we do? Did those six people wake up, how was it resolved?"
"Four just slept and slept until they passed away in their sleep, two, their families pulled so strings, found a mysticism expert, and they woke up."
"So I should find a mysticism expert now."
The director nodded.
Tao Mo rembered that Little Taotie had a master and hurriedly ran out to contact Cheng Guodong to find Little Taotie’s master.
The director called after him, "Wait!"
Tao Mo stopped urgently, puzzled and turned back.
The director whispered, "Don’t say I told you this, I’d like to remain director a few more years."
"Understood."
The director watched him leave, gently shaking his head.
It’s often said that doctors should believe more in dicine and science, but having been in this field for so long, he’s encountered so many things that are hard not to believe.
...
Tao Mo rushed into the ward, grabbing Cheng Guodong and shouting, "Quick, call my grandson’s master! That mysticism master!"
Cheng Guodong was also panicking, realizing the complexity of the matter. Reminded by Tao Mo, he imdiately took out his phone and dialed Master Ma’s number.
The call connected, and before Cheng Guodong could speak, Ma Ming sighed lightly, "This is her trial, she can overco it, wait quietly."
The call was disconnected, and when Cheng Guodong dialed again, the other side was already turned off.
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