The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 192: For a patient with a pacemaker, do you dare to use an electric grid to exorcise evil spirits?

Shen Le really wanted to say to the boy who raised the ghost:

That little devil of yours needs some treatment.

Even if it's not electrocuted to death, it should at least be half dead, or 3/4 dead, to get rid of all the evil, darkness, and violent aura that has accumulated in it.

Look, it's about to bite back! It's already started to bite you, but you just blocked it!

But the young man looked at him pleadingly, holding the bamboo tube tightly in his right hand, half-hiding it behind his back. Shen Le sighed and said nothing more:

Let go of the desire to help others and respect the fate of others. After all, it was the kid himself who made the choice.

Besides, the person who raises a little ghost, his skills, strength, and even his soul, are all firmly bound to the little ghost.

If the little ghost was not untied normally, but was killed by a strong external force, maybe the owner would also have problems?
Shen Le raised his hand slightly. As his mind went on, an invisible electric net floated above the boy's head and slowly covered him.

Just as it reached the top of his head, the young man's slightly messy long hair stood up, and the top of each hair made a slight popping sound, counteracting the energy from the power grid.

The electric net sank further, and the young man's body trembled, and a look of pain appeared on his face. It sank over his head, and sweat dripped from his forehead;

His shoulders were lowered, and his arms were shaking as if he was holding a huge rock;
It sank to his chest, and he subconsciously pressed his heart, his face pale. His hands shook twice, and he pulled out a pill from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth with the wax coating...

Shen Le was startled and quickly asked Qing Deng to remove the power grid. The young man swallowed the pill, closed his eyes and rested for a long time before he took a long breath:

"You... seem to be too fierce..."

Shen Le smiled awkwardly. The electricity used by the small oil lamp, although according to Mo Dou's comments, alternating current changes between yin and yang, and direct current is the flow of negative electrons, which can kill evil power grids, and is extremely yang and rigid;
Even if Xiaoyoudeng reduced the power grid to the lowest level, it was still too harsh for this experienced ghost breeder who was already surrounded by too much black energy. He couldn't bear it...

"Well, give me some time, I will try to improve my control? Before that, let me take a look at the other patients and see if I can help them get rid of this aura?"

He asked the members of the Special Affairs Bureau inquiringly. Immediately, a group of people smiled and nodded vigorously:
"Great!"

"I've been waiting for your words!"

"Those with mild illnesses are here, and those with serious illnesses are in the hospital! We'll take you there right away!"

Shen Le went straight to the hospital. Then, he stood on the bed, silent and speechless.

The old professor was lying on the bed, with an oxygen mask on his face, a blood oximeter on the fingertips of his left hand, and three or five electrocardiogram probes on his chest, connected to the monitor beside the bed.

There was a needle stuck in the back of his right hand, and drops of medicine fell from the infusion bag beside the bed into his body...

"This... if the power grid is pushed directly over, will it affect these monitoring?"

Shen Le asked the girl from the Special Affairs Bureau beside him in a low voice. The data from this monitoring can also be seen at the nurse's station, and it may even directly trigger an alarm;
If he were to perform an exorcism here and strange numbers popped up there, and then the doctor rushed over desperately, wouldn't he be committing a sin?

The girl from the Special Affairs Bureau was stunned for a moment, shook her head silently, and slipped away quietly.

After a while, she fetched a fingertip blood oximeter, clipped it on her pink and white finger, and raised it to Shen Le:

"You give it a try?"

The corner of Shen Le's mouth twitched. He secretly told the little oil lamp to adjust the power of the power grid to the lowest level and try not to get close to the oximeter and cover the little girl.

With a crackling sound, the two people watched the numbers on the blood oxygen meter jump wildly, the heart rate went from 84 to 165, and the blood oxygen went from 99 to 51...

Then, with a snap, it exploded.

"It seems that it really doesn't work..."

Shen Le smiled bitterly. The patients who needed oxygen and monitoring were all in serious condition. He really didn't dare to tell the hospital: Remove the monitoring facilities and let me try...

Moreover, those with more serious conditions were all experts in the field of restoration! They were his teachers!

If he makes one or two people worse, how can he take responsibility?
The girl lowered her head and thought for a moment, then began to make an effort to call. Not long after, an old man hurried over to negotiate with the hospital.

After waiting for a while, a large group of people in white coats rushed into the ward, pushing all kinds of equipment and medicines that Shen Le could not understand, and were ready for action.

A younger doctor with less experience stepped out of the crowd. He quickly removed all monitoring devices from the old man and stepped aside:
"You move faster!"

Shen Le didn't need him to say anything. He raised his hand and an electric net covered the old man's body, passing over him again and again.

In the vision of the spiritual eye, black gas gurgled out and soon cleared out the power grid. The old man was no longer tainted by the darkness, and looked brighter and more comfortable.

Doctors rushed over. Some took electrocardiograms, some took oximeters, some took blood pressure monitors. Some listened to the heartbeat and breathing, and rushed over with stethoscopes...

Soon, a group of doctors, with shining eyes, exclaimed in admiration:
"The vital signs have improved significantly!"

"The heartbeat is stable and strong, the blood pressure is stabilizing, and the blood oxygen level is beginning to return to normal..."

"My breathing is much better now... At this rate, after one more day of recovery, I can replace the oxygen mask with an oxygen tube, and I won't need oxygen in two days!"

"It's amazing. I just stood here for a while...Mr. Shen! Can you take a look at the other patients?"

Shen Le: "...I can only see patients who have problems in the museum! Not just any patient!" Fortunately, there are not too many patients who have been infected with strange things in the museum. And according to the hospital, patients with mild symptoms can basically recover on their own -

In other words, you don't have to stay in the hospital, suffer hospitalization, get intravenous drips, and occupy hospital beds. You can rely on your own immunity to get through it.

Only a few old professors, who are deeply infected and old, have their underlying diseases triggered by the dirty things, causing them to need hospitalization.

Moreover, in most cases, the situation was immediately alleviated by Shen Le's exorcism electric net.

Next, you just need to adjust for a few days to suppress the underlying disease, and you can be discharged from the hospital in high spirits.

Shen Le walked across a bed and stood for a while, and the effect was immediate; he walked across another bed and stood for a while, and the effect continued to be immediate.

Along the way, he received countless looks of surprise, admiration, and treasure-like gazes, which made Shen Le feel quite uncomfortable. Until the last bed:

"Um, this patient, you might want to pay attention to this..."

The doctor frowned and handed over a medical record:
"This patient has had a pacemaker installed. The force you use is related to electricity, so you must be very careful!"

Shen Le froze.

He didn't know the specific details of the pacemaker, but he roughly knew the principles.

If the electric current rolls over, it may cause this thing to stop or even explode?
Wouldn’t the old professor’s heart have stopped beating?
"Qingdeng, can you control the power grid and exorcise the evil spirits without affecting the pacemaker?"

[I, I'm not sure... Can you give me a few people to try first? ]

This really can’t be done!
There is no time now, go get some pigs with pacemakers for you to practice on!!!
Shen Le sighed. On the hospital bed, the old professor raised his head with all his strength and smiled weakly at him through the oxygen mask:

"It's okay. If you're not sure, don't force it... Take your time, don't rush..."

But this was an old professor in the field of restoration, and in a broad sense, also his teacher. If he had any way, how could he watch him suffer from evil spirits?
Shen Le clenched his fist helplessly, stepped forward, and held the old professor's palm. The copper piece changed on its own in the palm of his hand, and turned into a ring shape, revealing a line, and pressed against the other person's palm:

"Teacher, don't worry, just rest and take care of yourself...you will be well soon..."

The heat surged and poured into the copper sheet, and then was converted by the copper sheet into yang and warm energy, flowing into the old professor's body.

The girl from the Special Affairs Bureau stood on the other side of the bed, holding the measuring instrument and staring at the screen nervously. Soon, the measuring instrument beeped and the numbers on the screen began to jump continuously:
19!

25!

28!

31!

"Mr. Shen——"

She screamed in surprise. Previously, Shen Le had been standing by the side, and the abnormal energy around the patient plummeted, and the energy nature became positive;
This time, it's getting stronger and stronger, and heading in a darker direction!

"It's okay..."

The old professor's eyes were half open and half closed, his voice was hoarse, and he smiled softly and answered:
"I feel much better... I feel like I'm starting to have more strength and I'm not so cold anymore..."

That's for sure!

Once the evil spirits are driven out, if you measure the water outside, you will definitely feel that the reading has become higher!
Shen Le lowered his head, and the heat flow continued. After a long time, when the number on the measuring instrument dropped from high to low, from double digits to single digits, he finally exhaled slowly:

"Okay, now it's the doctor's business. Teacher, you should have a good rest in the hospital and get well soon. We will go back to the museum and try to solve the problem as soon as possible!"

"——Don't damage the cultural relics!!!"

On the hospital bed, the old professor grabbed Shen Le's wrist with his backhand and gave him instructions weakly but extremely urgently.

Shen Le was not ready to take action against the cultural relics for the time being. He strolled through the museum, with the electric net spread out around him, sweeping from the ceiling to the floor, one by one:

...How can this thing be so powerful!!!
The black fog rolled and rolled, and in his spiritual eyes, it almost condensed into substance.

Even in the tiger's lair, in those places where ghosts were sealed and corpses were piled up, he had never seen such thick black fog!

The electric grid deftly changed its shape, avoiding all the lockers, all the workbenches, and all the sinks where the artifacts were soaked, and slowly advanced.

After pushing for half of the corridor, the electric net suddenly retracted, and then, a silver-white light flickered and jumped on the wick of the small oil lamp:

[I’m hungry! I want to eat! I can’t work without eating!!!]

Shen Le: “…”

No, what kind of weird thing could have been triggered by this ancient ship to make the small oil lamp so tired?

Even if the old turtle and the tiger are both 1,500-year-old monsters, it wouldn't be able to do this even if it used all its strength to cast a spell here? !

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