Countryside Magic Doctor

This is undoubtedly very beneficial for the patient's recovery.

However, just as they were about to step forward …

A voice stopped them.

"Don't surround him, this is Chinese medicine, this is Chinese medicine, some can even be called Chinese medicine, most of it are secret techniques, what do you think it will be like if you surround him like this?" Director Guo said.

He had studied Chinese medicine, so he naturally knew the rules of Chinese medicine.

The other doctors stopped when they heard him.

But her eyes were still unfocused, looking straight at Hee Feng.

Seeing that, Hee Feng laughed.

With a brush, he quickly wrote down the prescription on the paper.

Then he instructed the nurse to show the prescription to everyone.

"Hee Feng, is that okay?" Dean Guan asked.

The wonders of Chinese medicine lay in the knowledge of one or two prescriptions. Now that Hee Feng gave this recipe to everyone, was he not afraid of them learning it?

Hearing the Dean Guan's words, Hee Feng laughed, and said: "I have just said it before, there are many reasons behind the decline of traditional Chinese medicine, and the inheritance of the medicinal formula of traditional Chinese medicine itself is undoubtedly an important reason behind its decline. And since I have already said it, why would I do such a thing? Wouldn't that make you a double? "

Hearing this, the Dean Guan could not help but feel ashamed for being a petty person and being a gentleman.

Thus, he praised, "If all the Chinese medicine in this world were like you, then would it have declined to such a state?"

Hearing that, Hee Feng laughed.

He thought to himself, 'What I've given you is just the simplest and most ordinary of prescriptions.

In the Heaven Mending Stone s, even if there were no $10,000, there were at least 8000 such prescriptions.

With so many reserves, how could I feel sorry for one?

Due to his previous treatment, these western doctors obviously cared a lot about this prescription. They all took out their phones to take a picture. They wanted to analyze it after that.

Dean Guan couldn't suppress the yearning in his heart and also went to make a copy.

But he really couldn't see anything special about this recipe.

Unlike the Western doctors who did not know anything about the names of the herbs on the prescription, Dean Guan was very familiar with these herbs after learning Chinese medicine for a period of time.

And because of this, he was suspicious of the recipe as well.

A dozen or so simple, common herbs mixed together to make a great tonic?

If it weren't for Hee Feng's previous miraculous performance.

He had to think of this madman as an acolyte who only knew how to make up random words.

Seeing the Dean Guan frown, Hee Feng laughed, and said to him: "Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes on the same principle of medicine. The coordination and coordination of all kinds of herbs, is just like the chemical reactions in your western medicine, using this kind of energy to create tonics, don't look at how common these ten or so herbs are, but after they mix and boil according to this ratio, their effects are far from being able to be compared to the ones you see on the market."

Hearing this, Dean Guan's face turned serious.

He stood up and cupped his hands towards Hee Feng: "If this recipe is as mystical as you say, then, this old man will make it known to the world, is that possible?"

"Sure." Hee Feng nodded, and said indifferently.

Medicine was used to save people. If it was just monopolizing medicine to earn a lot of money, then what was the difference between it and a bandit?

Hearing that Hee Feng had agreed, the Dean Guan's face revealed joy, and said with thanks: "Then, I'll express my gratitude on behalf of the poor patient."

Hearing that, Hee Feng waved his hand, and refused: "No need, this recipe was passed down by the ancestors, why would you place this credit on me?"

Seeing that, the Dean Guan knew that Hee Feng was someone who did not care about fame.

Thus, he did not say anything else.

Just then, Xie Yifu came back from outside.

Then, he smiled and said to Hee Feng: "Mr Hee, your medical fees have already been transferred to the card."

Hearing this, Hee Feng could not help but feel that it was powerful.

One hundred million yuan was such a huge amount of energy, to be able to casually take it out like that.

He quickly said, "Then I'll thank you, Mr. Xie."

Then, he took the prescription from the nurse.

He passed it to Xie Yifu and said: "This is a recipe I gave you. It does not cure illnesses, but it strengthens the foundation and strengthens the body, prolonging one's longevity."

After hearing its effect, Xie Yifu immediately kept it.

He replied, "Previously, my nephew offended Teacher. Please forgive me. In a while, I will go and teach him a lesson."

"I'm fine." Hee Feng waved his hand and said indifferently.

He really didn't take this matter to heart.

Moreover, his elder had already apologized on his behalf, and he still had the nerve to pursue the matter.

But when he heard that his good-for-nothing grandson Xie Guodong had angered Hee Feng …

The old man who was lying on the bed and gulping down the congee was immediately infuriated.

He raised his hand and knocked down the bowl of porridge in the nurse's hand.

He scolded: "What crime did my Xie Family create, to actually produce such a bastard."

It was obvious that he didn't like this grandson at all.

Hearing that, Hee Feng did not say much.

He was not stupid enough to say a few more bad things about Xie Guodong at this time.

After all, he was a blood related grandfather and grandson. No matter what, he was closer than an outsider. How could he say something bad?

That would be asking for trouble.

After listening to the elder's scolding for a while.

Hee Feng stood up and prepared to leave.

Xie Yifu politely persuaded her to stay for a while, then sent Hee Feng out.

Just as Hee Feng was about to step out of the door, a resentful gaze that seemed to want to pierce Hee Feng's back until it was drenched in blood appeared on his back.

As expected, the owner of that resentful gaze was from the Song Dynasty.

"..."

Liu Qingyan drove out of the villa.

Finally, just as he was about to leave.

Liu Qingyan, unable to hold back his curiosity, asked Hee Feng: You healed Grandfather's sickness?

"Yes." Hee Feng gently nodded.

"Didn't they prevent you from participating in the treatment?" Liu Qingyan asked.

"At first, I didn't allow it, but then later, I let it go." Hee Feng said in an ordinary manner.

Hearing this, Liu Qingyan couldn't help but think, what exactly made them agree to Hee Feng's participation in the treatment?

After thinking for a while, he could not think of a reason, so he let go of his worries and drove off without saying a word.

"Let's go straight to the provincial capital." Hee Feng said.

He had just received 100 million yuan and wanted to check the bank.

Just as Liu Qingyan's car was driving out of the villa.

Behind the car, another car quickly followed from an unremarkable path.

After cultivating for a long time, Hee Feng's observation skills had become more and more acute. Naturally, the carriage could not be hidden from his eyes.

When he first saw the car, he had already noticed it. Obviously, the car belonged to him.

"Do you see that car behind us?" Hee Feng pointed to the rearview mirror and said.

Liu Qingyan frowned and nodded: "I see it."