Countryside Magic Doctor

Hearing this, the doctor acted as if he had just awoken from a dream.

However, everyone could clearly see that the old man's face had turned ashen.

It was the sign of dying!

A few soft-hearted old ladies were already crying.

Just then, Liu Yuanshan who was watching from the back spoke to the few old men: "Everyone, let Little Brother He give it a try."

Hearing this, the group of old men asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"It's him!" Liu Yuanshan pointed to Hee Feng and said.

He was clear that this wasn't a malicious intent. Hee Feng was a genius doctor, but a genius doctor needed to display his skills on the stage, so right now was a good opportunity.

"Can you do it?" an old man asked. He knew very well how a fruit grower could be a doctor.

Before Hee Feng could say anything, Liu Yuanshan explained: "It should be fine, you didn't hear what I said just now, his fruit was irrigated using a Chinese medicinal formula, this Little Brother He is a divine doctor of Chinese medicine."

Hearing Liu Yuanshan say that, everyone looked at him with questioning eyes.

Seeing that, Hee Feng laughed, nodded his head and said: "I am not a genius doctor, at most, I am just a village doctor."

At this moment, Dr. Chen, who was in the midst of emergency treatment, stood up.

He said, "Let him try. I really can't do it."

As he spoke, his head was covered in sweat and his mouth was trembling.

Seeing this, everyone felt that this was the only hope left.

He then said, "Let's give it a try."

Hee Feng herself did not expect to see a doctor this time.

As a result, he didn't have much preparation, and of course, it didn't require much preparation for him.

Looking at the old man's ashen face, Hee Feng knew in his heart that if he did not make a move, he would die in a few minutes.

Heart disease, he really didn't have any experience with this sort of thing.

It was definitely too late to temporarily search for prescriptions from the Heaven Mending Stone.

Therefore, Hee Feng took out the chocolate box from his pocket.

He took out the remaining half that he fed to the old man from the He family.

"Feed it for me."

Hee Feng said as he handed the pill over to the nurse.

The nurse was stunned. She looked at the half pill in her hand and forced herself to feed it to the nurse.

"That's it?" Everyone asked in surprise.

"Yes." Hee Feng nodded.

"This is a heart attack and it's not something that can be cured in a short period of time. Moreover, with his age, it's really hard to cure him. Just feed him some medicine so he can recover for a while." Hee Feng said.

"Is this pill effective?" an old man asked.

"Yes." Hee Feng nodded again.

Then he continued, "If you don't believe me, you can wait and see."

After a while, the old man on the wheelchair started to cough violently.

Everyone was not worried at all when they saw this cough that appeared to have tuberculosis. Instead, all of their faces revealed joy.

Coughing up so much that he didn't have to be afraid of anything, it was good that he was still alive.

After coughing for a while, the old man coughed out a black clot of blood and stopped coughing.

After the nurse wiped off the blood at the corner of her mouth.

Looking at the crowd in front of him, he said, "Old Zhao, why are you guys surrounding me?"

"Old Zhang!" "You're still talking about what we're doing? Didn't you know that you almost died just now?"

An old man said softly. A few tears trickled down the corners of his eyes.

"It can't be. I feel like I'm in a daze for a while. I'm lost in thought for a while." The old man said.

"I was in a daze for a while. You old fellow, you don't even know how you died." An old man said.

"Could it be true? Are you kidding me? " The old man asked full of energy.

"How could it be fake? Who would make such a joke?" A person said.

"Oh my god. I didn't expect that in such a short time, he actually managed to walk through the gates of hell." The old man said with some lingering fear.

"This is the Hee Feng Dr Hee who saved you, why aren't you thanking him?" One of them pointed at Hee Feng and said.

Hearing this, the old man subconsciously stood up.

Seeing him get up, a group of people hurriedly went forward and helped him up, lecturing him: "Old Zhang, what are you doing? You want to stand up again, don't want to live anymore, you're dead for tripping."

"Wait, Old Zhang, how did you stand up just now?" An old man asked with astonishment written all over his face.

"Yeah, how did I get up?" The old man was also curious.

His legs had been crippled for many years. How could he suddenly stand up again?

Therefore, he said, "You guys give me a chance. Can I take another two steps?"

Everyone saw that he was anxious so they didn't stop him. A few guards stood by his side as they prepared to help him at any time.

Following that, they loosened their grip on the old man's hands.

The old man might not be able to stand up for a long time, and his legs were a bit wobbly, but he was still able to stand up steadily.

Seeing this, everyone's faces were filled with joy. They all said, "Old Zhang, try taking two more steps."

Old Zhang was not ambiguous.

Trembling, he walked more than ten steps down the road.

Then, as if he had used up all his strength, his legs gave way and he fell onto a nurse.

"The old man's body is just right. Let's do some adaptive training first. It's easy for problems to arise if you're walking away so rashly." Amongst the crowd, Hee Feng said indifferently.

"Young man, it was you who cured my illness?" The old man who had been reinstalled on the wheelchair asked while panting heavily.

"Yes." Hee Feng said as he nodded his head lightly.

"Thank you!" The old man said lightly.

His word 'thank you' was more important than money. It was far more important than money.

After all, the word 'thank you' from a retired senior executive wasn't something that couldn't be measured by a single point or two.

Regarding this, Hee Feng did not seem excited at all. He only indifferently said: "It's nothing, it's nothing more than a small effort."

Seeing him act in such a manner, Zhang Xuan didn't feel proud of his achievements.

All of the elders began to have their eyes on this young man.

There weren't many young people like this these days.

After that, the retired officials surrounded Hee Feng.

"Do you still have more of those pills?"

They also wanted those pills and life-saving things. No matter how precious they were, they had to get some.

Understand the logic of the Luftwich goods.

Hee Feng did not directly say that these pills could be mass-produced.

However, it was as though he was in a difficult situation. "He still can't produce these pills. They were all left behind by Master."

Hearing his words, the group of old men looked disappointed.

He quickly asked, "Where is your master now?"

"My master?" Hee Feng did his best to appear sorrowful, saying, "My master disappeared a few years ago."

Hearing his words, the faces of the old cadres grew more and more disappointed.