Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 804 Upset
indeed.

Even if what Zhao Yifan said was not a week but a month, Zheng Lei would more or less believe it.

A week... Isn't that too exaggerated?

This is cancer!

Look at the various anti-cancer cases mentioned in the newspaper news.

Which one has not been for several years?

There are even six or seven years.

After the onset of cancer, Western medicine considers it to be one, two, five. This one, generally speaking, is the early stage. In the first year of the early stage, the patient himself does not have much feeling, or even not much feeling.

Therefore, many cancer patients, when they feel that they need to go to the hospital for examination, are often in the advanced stage.

In the second year, the cancer cells basically began to spread and entered the advanced stage. At this time, various treatments are given. In the best case, you can live to the fifth year, but usually you can't live for five years.

In other words, counting from the early detection, the countdown to life actually speeds up, and there are only five years left.

After more than five years, Western medicine will not say that cancer has been cured, but will say the word "clinical cure", because there are still many people who lived beyond five years and passed away due to cancer in six or seven years.

"Exaggeration? Where is the exaggeration?"

Liu Hui glanced at Zheng Lei when she heard the words, and said disdainfully: "That's because you don't know Teacher Zhao's medical skills! If you knew, you wouldn't say that. Hmph, a week is already a long time. See a doctor, take it for up to three days, no matter what the disease is, it is guaranteed to be cured!"

"Mr. Zhao, please help me."

Hearing Liu Hui's words, Shi Haibo no longer hesitated, and bowed deeply to Zhao Yifan.

"President Shi."

After Zhao Yifan stood up straight, he waved his hands and said flatly, "I have something to discuss with you in advance."

"You say."

Shi Haibo said respectfully, thinking in his heart, Zhao Yifan must be asking for conditions.

But there is no way.

Even if it is any condition, Shi Haibo will definitely accept it without hesitation. In the face of life, everything must be compromised. Even if Zhao Yifan asked him to hand over all his savings, as long as the disease can be cured, Shi Haibo will definitely not blink One eye.

after all.

As long as you are alive, you can make money, but once you are dead, no matter how much money you have, it is meaningless.

Just like what was said in that famous sketch, what is the most painful thing in the world?People are dead, and the money is not spent!

"If someone asks you in the future, don't mention my name, understand?"

Zhao Yifan took a deep look at Shi Haibo.

"what?"

Shi Haibo was taken aback for a moment, and immediately felt ashamed. He never thought that Zhao Yifan's request was this.

This is completely different from what he thought in his heart before!
Immediately afterwards, Shi Haibo felt a burst of shame in his heart, but at the same time he understood what Zhao Yifan meant. He nodded without hesitation, and said to Zhao Yifan: "Mr. Zhao, don't worry, I will definitely not say a word!" After a pause , He looked at Zheng Lei, and said seriously: "Manager Zheng, I hope you can show me some face and not tell about Mr. Zhao, is that okay?"

He didn't need Zhao Yifan to tell him, but he took the initiative to tell Zheng Lei.

"no problem."

Zheng Lei nodded sensibly.

"Paper and pen!"

Zhao Yifan said.

"Please wait."

Without saying a word, Shi Haibo turned around and quickly walked out of the box.

After a few minutes, Shi Haibo came back. Of course, he didn't just take paper and pen, but also the steaming Australian lobster that was just cooked.

"Mr. Zhao, you can eat first."

After Shi Haibo put the lobster on the table, he said insincerely: "When you finish eating, then give me a prescription."

"Hehe, it's okay, it's just a matter of a while."

Zhao Yifan saw Shi Haibo's insincere words at a glance, smiled slightly, took the pen and paper, wrote a prescription on it, handed it to Shi Haibo, and said, "When you go to prescribe the medicine, ask the pharmacy to use it." Boil for one hour on slow fire, one hour on strong fire, one hour on gentle and strong fire alternately, do you understand?"

"I remember Teacher Zhao."

Shi Haibo took the paper carefully with both hands, the thin piece of paper was in his hand at this moment, it was as heavy as Mount Tai, he folded it like a treasure and put it in his pocket.

This appearance made Zheng Lei next to him a little funny, but on second thought, if he and Shi Haibo were switched, he might be the same as him.

Next, all kinds of seafood are brought up like a flowing water mat.

No one would be wise enough to say why this dish was served without ordering it.

After eating a meal for more than two hours, Liu Hui patted her stomach and yelled that she couldn't eat anymore, so she gave up.

After that, Zheng Lei didn't dare to take the initiative to mock Zhao Yifan as he did before, because he knew that Zhao Yifan was someone he couldn't afford—not to mention anything else, on Shi Haibo's side, Zheng Lei He is absolutely untouchable.

At the same time, Zheng Lei also dismissed his thoughts on Liu Hui.

He is not blind, so he can naturally see Liu Hui's admiration for Zhao Yifan. Compared with Zhao Yifan, Zheng Lei really hasn't realized that he has any advantages-except for a little money.

But Zheng Lei also knew that if Zhao Yifan wanted money, it would be a matter of minutes. Let alone Shi Haibo, his net worth was naturally not comparable to that of a small manager like Zheng Lei.

And if Zhao Yifan really cured Shi Haibo's illness, as long as he opened his mouth, he would be a multi-millionaire in minutes.

But judging by Zhao Yifan's appearance, he was really not interested at all.

After the meal, Zheng Lei drove Liu Hui and Zhao Yifan to the gate of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine honestly, and waved goodbye to Zhao Yifan politely.

"……Zhao."

Liu Hui looked at Zhao Yifan adoringly, her beautiful eyes sparkled, "When will I be like you?"

"How is it?"

Zhao Yifan asked casually.

"I feel like any disease is not a disease in front of you."

Liu Hui said with a sigh.

"There will be that day."

Zhao Yifan smiled, at this moment, his cell phone rang, picked it up and saw that it was Zhao Wenwen calling, he hesitated for a moment, but did not answer.

Liu Hui noticed this detail, and felt a little sour in her heart. She knew that the reason why Zhao Yifan didn't answer the phone must be because of her presence.

That's why I didn't want to answer the phone and let her hear it.

I have to say that sometimes, a woman's mind and sixth sense are really too powerful.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm leaving."

Liu Hui waved to Zhao Yifan, turned around and walked quickly into the school without looking back.

"Slow down on the road."

Zhao Yifan yelled at her back, but Liu Hui didn't react or make a sound, and just walked into the darkness quickly.

Only then did Zhao Yifan answer the phone, "Hello, Wenwen."

"Brother Fan."

Zhao Wenwen on the phone, after he picked up the phone, said repeatedly: "I'm so sorry, I wanted to have dinner with you, but after taking a shower, I wanted to lie on the bed and rest for a while, unconsciously I fell asleep and woke up so late."

In Zhao Wenwen's heart, she was extremely annoyed. Isn't this tantamount to releasing Brother Fan's pigeons?

So as soon as the call was connected, she hurriedly apologized to Zhao Yifan.

"Hehe, it's okay, you are also exhausted."

Zhao Yifan smiled and said casually, "You should have a good rest."

"Brother Fan, may I treat you to a barbecue?"

Zhao Wenwen asked tentatively.

Looking up at the night, he estimated the time. It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening. Zhao Yifan said with a smile, "Forget it, let's eat tomorrow. In this way, how about I treat you to lunch tomorrow?"

"Okay."

When Zhao Wenwen heard this, she immediately agreed, and said with a smile, "You can treat me to lunch, and I can treat you to dinner, okay?"

"Uh……"

Zhao Yifan was speechless for a moment.

"What's the matter, Brother Fan?"

Zhao Wenwen on the other side of the phone noticed Zhao Yifan's hesitation.

"... Well, I don't know if there is anything to do tomorrow night."

Zhao Yifan thought about it for a while and said, "Why don't we talk about it tomorrow?"

Zhao Wenwen heard a trace of alienation from his words. Although she was separated by the phone, she could also feel a little disappointment in her heart, and reluctantly said: "Okay then."

"Well, then it's settled, you should rest first."

Zhao Yifan said good night to her, hung up the phone, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, Zhao Yifan sighed slightly, feeling a little annoyed for no reason.

he knows.

Where does my annoyance come from?

It's not about upset and emotional things, but about the unknown future.

In the secret realm of Kunlun, the appearance of left and right protectors and Wushuang young sect master gave Zhao Yifan a sense of crisis and powerlessness.

This sense of crisis and powerlessness, to put it bluntly, is based on the fact that Zhao Yifan himself is not strong enough, especially in the confrontation with the left and right guardians.

And Zhao Yifan knew in his heart that under the circumstances at that time, he would definitely be the one who lost in the end.

Back in the villa, Zhao Yifan sat in front of the window as usual, staring at the moonlight shining in. Right now, absorbing and refining the vitality of heaven and earth has absolutely no effect on his cultivation.

After reaching the realm of yin and yang, if you want to make further progress and break through the shackles, besides taking pills, you still need to comprehend more.

Understand the avenue between heaven and earth.

Although the power of the elixir can improve one's cultivation, this improvement will stagnate after reaching a certain level.

Zhao Yifan knew this very well.

(End of this chapter)