Countryside Magic Doctor

It was all the aunts who let he Feng a little disappointed. However, he came here for treatment, so he couldn't go inside in these details. The body shape of the old branch secretary has clearly reflected in front of him. This is a ward with many patients, in which there are seven or eight patients. Now it's a little crowded and the air smells bad.

It seems that this is just an ordinary ward. Hefeng went in. No. 1 on the bed is dying and unconscious. He still has an oxygen mask on his mouth. It looks like he is dying. The whole person is like a dried corpse, withered and thin, like a skeleton, skin and bones!

It looks very poor.

Next to him is the son of the old party secretary. At the moment, the middle-aged man has white sideburns. He is almost 60 years old. His whole spirit is not very good, and his body is in a declining state. His long-term service to patients also makes his spirit not very good and depressed. Some of his body are ill!

However, this condition is not a real disease, but a disease caused by overwork!

As long as you practice well!

Seeing he Feng, the son of the old party secretary, he showed an expression of surprise. He took he Feng's hand and said happily, "He Feng, you're back. Look, what's the matter with my father? Why is he suddenly unconscious? No medicine works. Xiao Dong can't cure it if he comes here!"

He Feng nodded slightly and said, "let me see!"

He Feng's voice just fell. He suddenly noticed that it seemed that the old party secretary's breathing became urgent. The whole person seemed to be struggling, but he was suffering from some pain. It seemed that he would die in another moment, and violent fluctuations began to appear on the screen displaying ECG next to him.

Seeing this, the family members of other patients in the same ward rushed out and shouted: "the doctor is coming, the patient in bed 208 is dying..."

Not long ago, a series of doctors rushed in from the outside. They looked at the mess above like a tangled ECG. In an instant, their faces changed greatly. Busy, they planned to push the bed to the emergency room and give the old party secretary a first aid.

But he Feng suddenly stretched out his hand to stop them: "go out, I'll deal with it here, and I'll deal with it!"

"Don't make trouble, young man. Your trouble will delay the patient's condition. Can you afford if something happens to the patient?" said a leading middle-aged doctor.

The sweat that had flowed from his forehead seemed to be burning with anxiety. Compared with the patient, he was already endangering the situation and was dying. As a doctor, his duty was on him. Moreover, the great righteousness of a doctor and the morality of being a doctor could not be violated.

Every life is extremely precious in his hands. He can't bear to see any life slowly passing in front of him. Even if such things have happened countless times, he hopes that such things will be less once or twice. This is his hope as a doctor and his lifelong long cherished wish!

So now looking at He Feng, he is full of eagerness.

"I'm also a doctor. I have my own way. Go out and let me handle it here. I believe my strength!" He Feng frowned slightly and said. He glanced at the sign on the doctor's chest, which said Dr. Chen Gang, with a kind of hardness in his name.

Like steel, he Feng can't help admiring his words and deeds, but even so, he still hates it. After all, he hates people who don't understand his strength. He thinks he can't do it here. He's worried that even if the other party has a good intention!

But he was still a little impatient.

Seeing this, the son of the old party secretary didn't understand. He hurried forward and stopped Dr. Chen, urging him to say: "Well, this is the doctor I invited. He has excellent medical skills. Don't worry. He will handle it here. I think you can go back and rest. Don't worry. It's okay. My father will be treated in his hands. I believe I believe in his strength..."

"He Ming, how can you say that? This is your father..." Chen Gang said bitterly. He said helplessly: "I know that we haven't found your father's specific disease for so long. You are very angry, but you are in a hurry to seek medical treatment. This is a very wrong way. Even if the young man is powerful, but he doesn't have systematic operating room rescue equipment, how can he save a person? Is he an immortal?"

He Feng's heart trembled. I'll go. Dr. Chen can also tell fortune. He saw it at a glance. I'm not an ordinary person. I'm an immortal, so the cultivator is not an immortal, but they obviously belong to a big category!

In the eyes of ordinary people, the cultivator of truth is not an immortal?

"In this way, you don't have to worry. Just go out. I believe in his strength. It's my own choice. If something goes wrong, it has nothing to do with the hospital. If not, I can sign an agreement with you now!" he Ming said impatiently. He knew that Chen gang and others would only delay his father's condition here and would not play any role.

Therefore, he is very impatient.

Seeing this, Chen Gang thought he Ming had been fooled by He Feng. Now he was delusional, so his face changed greatly and said: "Dr. Liang, Dr. Song, you two help me hold him down, and then the rest of you hold him down. Now we'll send old man he to the ward for rescue. I know his deeds. He is a man who has made great contributions and can't easily die in the hands of these Jianghu magicians and swindlers..."

But on the screen of the picture tube flashing in front of the key, suddenly, the back and forth fluctuating ECG stopped, flat as autumn water, without any ripple.

Look at the needle on the oxygen tank also stopped rotating. The old party secretary who was just gasping for breath also stopped breathing, and the whole person was unconscious.

"Shit, don't get out of the way quickly and let me save it. Maybe I can save it now!" Chen Gang shouted, grabbed He Feng's collar and scolded loudly. He Feng pushed him away with some impatience in his heart.

I only heard him shouting at the clear and quiet glass window in the distance: "how many people just want to take people away? Stop, let's talk and how to talk about the conditions. I don't know anyone on your side. If I'm really angry, I'll have your good fruit to eat..."

"Playing tricks!" Chen Gang, who was overthrown to the ground by He Feng, sneered and said that it seemed that he didn't believe it at all. He Feng was playing tricks, and several elderly patients nearby were full of fear.

Older, it is inevitable that some of that!