The strongest immortal prison in the city

Chapter 575 Huang Zizhen

An Zhengfei realized that Lu Feng had heard of the name of a genius doctor, so he found it easy.

"Do you know how important a genius doctor is in the medical world?" An Zhengfei said seriously, "Don't you want to be like him? To tell you the truth, Shi Dongjue is actually my fellow apprentice."

"Oh? So you are from the same school..." Lu Feng murmured.

An Zhengfei nodded, and said quite proudly: "Most people don't know about this. From now on, if you are willing to study medicine with me, you can also learn the things of the genius doctor society. Although my own medical skills are slightly inferior to Shi Dongjue, But we both learn the same thing, it's just that my talent is not as good as his. But you may surpass him."

Speaking of this, An Zhengfei felt that no one could refuse.

How could Lu Feng refuse to be taught by the miraculous doctor's younger brother himself?

As long as he is a person with a normal mind, it is impossible to give up this opportunity to reach the sky in one step.

However, Lu Feng was still unmoved, and said with a faint smile: "Although that's the case, I don't plan to learn medicine from a teacher, and I won't change it because of it. This has nothing to do with whether a doctor is a doctor or not. It's just that I don't have such an idea." That's all."

Study medicine?

Lu Feng has no need for this at all. With his current cultivation level, there is no need to learn ordinary people's medical skills.What's more, with the improvement of cultivation in the future, almost any problem can be solved by relying on true energy.

The medical skills of ordinary people are basically useless when applied to practitioners.

"You..." An Zhengfei was completely speechless.

Who is this kid? Speaking of this, he still didn't change his mind.

Simply unreasonable!

An Zhengfei felt that it really didn't make sense, stomped his feet angrily, and said angrily: "Forget it, you don't know a good heart! In the future, even if you regret it, I won't accept you as an apprentice again!"

The fat man laughed dryly, and said something to ease the embarrassment: "Ahem, Mr. An, my brother does things casually, and he can't stand control...Anyway, as you are, you can receive disciples casually, and you don't have to find him."

"Hmph!" An Zhengfei snorted angrily, and said, "It's not a question of whether I can find a disciple, but a question of face! I haven't taught many students in my life, so it's rare for me to take the initiative to teach a disciple today, but I was rejected Now, where does this put my face? Being rejected, this kind of thing will happen to me one day."

The fat man felt helpless.

He could see that Mr. An had been used to being proud all his life, and he couldn't tolerate this kind of frustration.

But Lu Feng is not an ordinary person.

He is too lazy to study medicine, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu wants to accept him as an apprentice, he will still refuse.

"Okay, okay, Mr. An don't need to take this matter to heart, we will be here in a while, my parents have wanted to see your friend for a long time." Fatty hurriedly changed the subject and said.

"Humph!"

An Zhengfei was slightly annoyed, turned his head to the side, and said, "Forget it, I'm here today to treat illnesses, not to accept apprentices? Some people don't know how to praise, so forget it. Xiao Huang, your father's business is also a matter of concern." Don't worry too much, since I made a move, I will definitely save your father from Lord Yan. If it doesn't work, I will contact my senior brother personally. My senior brother is a genius doctor, and he is better than me. A disease that can't be cured."

"Thank you Mr. An." The fat man was overjoyed.

If even the miracle doctor Shi Dongjue could come forward to help his father, the hope of his father's survival would be even greater.

What's more, there is Lu Feng, an unpredictable character.Maybe, even if the genius doctor can't solve it, Lu Feng will create another miracle instead.

Although An Zhengfei promised to save the patient, Lu Feng disagreed in his heart.

Through various performances, it can be speculated that Fatty's father is not suffering from an ordinary illness. If so, his condition cannot be solved by conventional medical techniques.

Therefore, no matter how good An Zhengfei's medical skills are, it may not be useful.

Finally, after a long journey, the fat man brought Lu Feng and An Zhengfei to the house.

Fatty lives in an ordinary community, but his father is also an important local public official, so people often come to visit him.

After arriving at home, Lu Feng saw a middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa with a sad face, and another man basking in the sun on a deck chair.

This man is Fatty's father, Huang Zizhen.

Although he has just passed middle age, but at this time he is pale and thin, with a lifeless face, as if he is half dead.

Although there are medical staff at home, they can only play the role of nursing care, not treatment at all.

It was precisely because the treatment in the hospital was useless that Huang Zizhen simply chose to leave the hospital and planned to go home to take care of him.

If God really wanted to take his life, it would be better to stay at home with his family before he died than to wait in the hospital.

"Dad, Mom, I invited Mr. An over here."

The fat man was anxious and immediately led the guest into the room.

Only then did Mother Huang stand up, and a look flashed in those gray eyes: "Mr. An? Please sit down, please sit down..."

"Mrs. Huang, don't be too polite. Let me see Mr. Huang first." An Zhengfei said seriously.

Although he was running around all the way and was not feeling well, he was still very serious about curing diseases and saving lives.

This point made Lu Feng appreciate it quite a bit.

Although the old man is somewhat conceited and has a bad temper, his medical ethics are not bad.In any case, the patient is the greatest.

"Thank you, Mr. Huang..." Huang's mother knew that her husband's condition was urgent, so she was not polite.

An Zhengfei came to sit down beside Huang Zizhen, and asked about the detailed symptoms of his illness.

Listening, the wrinkles on his forehead became clear, and his brows were knit together.

"What does Madam mean to say that Mr. Huang suddenly became seriously ill, and his physical condition declined sharply, as if his life had been severely consumed, or even overdrawn? This kind of symptom is really rare. Although I have seen it in medical skills, but these few days In the past ten years, there has never been a single case, and the etiology is difficult to determine."

An Zhengfei was very surprised, and then gave Huang Zizhen his pulse.

Huang Zizhen's face was pale, but his consciousness was still there. He said, "Mr. An, I think my disease is incurable. If I am certain to die, you don't need to comfort me. After so many days, I have already accepted the reality."

An Zhengfei said sternly: "Mr. Huang, don't talk about being discouraged. You have to work hard to know the result of everything... Your pulse... is indeed weird and unpredictable. At first glance, it looks like a healthy person. But faintly, it looks like an old man... lack of energy, all internal organs are very weak, strange things."

After taking his pulse for a while, An Zhengfei's face became more suspicious.

With his many years of experience in practicing medicine, he was unable to figure out what was going on with Huang Zizhen's condition.

(End of this chapter)