little village doctor

Chapter 282
However, he only has one copy of his precious poison, otherwise he could give this stinky brat a taste.

"Dr. Chen is kind to all of us. His business is our business. If you hurt Dr. Chen in front of us, we will never allow you!"

After finishing speaking, the man shouted at the top of his voice: "Everyone, come out and have a look, someone has robbed in broad daylight, come out quickly."

The best thing about being in a small town is that everyone is equally enthusiastic. No matter who has something to do, just say hello, and within 1 minute, all neighbors will be there.

Sure enough, after the man shouted, footsteps approached Chen Yi's clinic.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Guo Yunpeng fled after putting Jiang Xinyi down.

After a while, everyone gathered at the door of Chen Yi's medical center and helped Jiang Xinyi carry her to the bed.

"Girl, are you okay?" The person who first discovered Jiang Xinyi asked with concern.

"I'm fine, it's just Chen Yi."

Sitting next to Chen Yi, Jiang Xinyi said: "Brother, I really thank you just now. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I should do."

"Doctor Chen is a good man." The man sighed, "He helped us all a lot before, if we choose to turn a blind eye at this time, what kind of people are we?"

"It's just that he is like this now, do you want to send him to the hospital to have a look?"

"Thank you, I've already called a doctor."

As soon as things settled down, Jiang Xinyi called Mr. Feng Hong and Mr. Feng. Now counting the time, Mr. Feng should also be here.

After a while, Feng Hongcai arrived late with a medical kit on his back.

"Uncle Feng, you are here, come and help me see him." Jiang Xinyi was not even in the mood for greetings, and immediately pulled him over to treat Chen Yi when she saw Feng Hong.

"Don't worry, let me take a look first." Feng Hong comforted her first, and then felt Chen Yi's pulse.

With his fingers resting on Chen Yi's pulse, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and his expression became more and more serious.

"Uncle Feng, will he die?" Jiang Xinyi was worried at first, but seeing Feng Hong's expression like this, her tears suddenly seemed like broken beads.

Feng Hong sighed: "It's hard to say."

"Hard to say?"

Jiang Xinyi asked: "Uncle Feng, what happened all this time? Guo Yunpeng said that his medicine powder is a poison prepared from 49 kinds of most poisonous substances. Have you heard of it?"

"Duan Hun San?" Feng Hong said in surprise, "Girl, you must be talking about Duan Hun San."

"That's right, that's it." Jiang Xinyi's eyes suddenly lit up with hope: "Uncle Feng, is there an antidote for Duan Hun San? Where is it?"

"Girl, calm down first."

Feng Hong looked at Chen Yi on the bed, and shook his head regretfully: "Girl, although this Huanhun San is refined from 49 kinds of most poisonous substances, there are more than 49 kinds of most poisonous substances in this world. "

"What do you mean?"

"If you want to configure an antidote, the first step is to clearly know which 49 types it is. Poisons are linked together, and if you want to configure an antidote, you must also understand each other."

"What's more, the time to configure the antidote cannot be completed overnight."

"Girl, I know you like him, but sometimes, when the fate is over, it's over. Say something for Uncle Feng, go home."

First of all, it is not easy to find the poison. According to Jiang Xinyi, Guo Yunpeng naturally wished that Chen Yi would die, so why would he leave clues and traces.

What's more, the poison spread quickly, and within a quarter of an hour, it had already eroded all the veins in his body.

Even if he is Bian Que, it is impossible for him to configure the antidote in such a short time.

Hearing this, Jiang Xinyi held Chen Yi's hand tightly, "No, I don't believe it. Chen Yi said that he would stay with me, protect me, and cook for me all his life. He will be fine. of."

"Girl, you face reality."

Although he couldn't bear it, Feng Hong had to say: "Girl, you are still young, and there is still a long way to go in the future. You can always meet someone you like. Why do you waste your time on a dying person?" .”

"Uncle Feng, I don't believe it."

Jiang Xinyi held Feng Hong's hand stubbornly: "You must have misread just now, you are looking carefully."

"Look, his breathing has always been so even, and his pupils don't show signs of dilating. Uncle Feng, you are so powerful, please help him."

"Girl, you..."

"Hey, okay."

In the end, Feng Hong still couldn't hold back Jiang Xinyi, and caught Chen Yi's pulse again. At first, he thought it would be the same result, but this time the investigation made him start to have doubts.

The pulse was so weak that he could hardly feel it just now, but after a while, he actually regained his strength.

Jiang Xinyi has been looking at Feng Hong's expression, and immediately said: "Uncle Feng, what's the matter? Is there a way to save him!"

"Strange."

Feng Hong murmured to himself: "It's really unheard of, unseen, people who have been hit by the broken soul can still have such a strong..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Hong's face changed again: "It's fast and sometimes slow, what's going on?"

"Uncle Feng, what happened?"

Although Jiang Xinyi knows some traditional Chinese medicine, but when it comes to treating diseases, she is completely a novice.

"Xinyi, I don't know how to explain to you."

Feng Hong said in embarrassment: "It's the first time I've seen his pulse since I've been a doctor for so many years. Although he suffered from Duan Hun San, but if he can persist until this time, maybe things will turn around."

"Transfer?"

"That's right, all we can do now is wait." Feng Hong nodded solemnly: "I can feel from his pulse that there are two forces in his body colliding with each other, and one is this heartbroken man. As for the other one, it should be the inherent power in his body."

"As for the final result, it can only depend on his fortune."

"Uncle Feng, what do you mean, Chen Yi might wake up?" Jiang Xinyi blinked her big eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's up to him."

Feng Hong said that there was nothing he could do to help him, but he didn't leave immediately. He wanted to know what kind of potential was hidden in this young man's body.

It can make him compete with Duan Hun San.

From sunrise to sunset, Chen Yi lay quietly on the bed, he could feel everything happening outside, and he could also hear Jiang Xinyi's suppressed cries.

He really wanted to stand up immediately and hold Jiang Xinyi in his arms.

(End of this chapter)