Rebirth: God Master of Myriad Realms

After President Wu finished drawing blood, Wang Zheng's gaze focused. The silver needle in his hand had turned from fiery red to emerald green, and the medicinal liquid in Wang Zheng's left hand had unknowingly disappeared.

"Out of the way!" Wang Zheng pushed President Wu away, and the silver needle quickly dropped from his hand. The moment the silver needle entered his body, the green liquid on the surface of the silver needle quickly entered into the child's body.

The child's body started to continuously expand under the gazes of the few of them, as if he was blowing on a balloon. After that, his body started to float, causing the old man and President Wu to be dumbstruck.

"Pah!" Just as the child was about to float upwards, Wang Zheng suddenly struck the child's chest with his palm. President Wu and the old man didn't even have time to speak before they felt a strong surge of air being emitted from the child's body.

The child's body slowly shriveled back to its normal size. Wang Zheng's superb techniques had already completely stupefied President Wu. He had seen the treatment done by the old physician before, but he had never seen Wang Zheng as miraculous.

While he was lamenting, the child's body once again mutated, and black blood flowed out from his pores.

"Zhang Er'mao, throw him into the hot water. It's fine as long as you don't let him drown. Wang Zheng said to Zhang Er'mao who was at the side. Just as Zhang Er'mao was about to step forward, President Wu stopped Zhang Er'mao and whispered: "If he is really infected with an epidemic disease, it is very easy to get infected."

Wang Zheng shook his head: "The plague has basically been cured and is only helping him bathe. But we still have to be careful of the black blood.

Zhang Er'mao nodded and carried the child that was covered in blood towards the washroom.

Wang Zheng wiped his hands, then sat on a stool and spoke to President Wu: "The moment there is an outbreak of the plague, the Bureau of Health will definitely take it very seriously. If you are the first person to discover the plague, the Bureau of Health will definitely have a whole new level of respect for you, this is the stepping stone for you to enter the Bureau of Health."

President Wu's eyes flashed as he looked at Wang Zheng with gratitude.

Wang Zheng waved his hand: "Don't look at me like that, you saw my method of treatment just now, you should know that I am not an ordinary person. I have taken a fancy to your determination in medicine, so I wanted you to study by my side in the future."

"This …" The President Wu hesitated for a moment. Wang Zheng's words were very clear, he wanted to buy him off. But he had struggled so hard for so many years and everything he had obtained could not be let go just like that.

Seeing the President Wu's hesitation, Wang Zheng did not force him to make a decision right away: "I'm not asking you to make a decision right now, if you want to go to the Medical Bureau, I'll give you this chance. I'll give you two years' time, if you want to come to my side, you can do so anytime within those two years.

Hearing Wang Zheng's words, President Wu nodded his head, he thought for a while and returned back to the hospital, his hands still holding onto the blood of the child.

Looking at President Wu's back, Wang Zheng let out a long sigh. "I hope you can make the right choice."

Not long after, the child was carried out by Zhang Er'mao. After going through Wang Zheng's treatment, the child's complexion had already returned to normal, and the high fever had already subsided.

"After curing the disease, all that's left is to nourish the body. Hairy # 2 went to the storehouse and took out the ginseng and told the old man to bring it back to make soup for the child."

Giving the ginseng to the old man, Wang Zheng once again reminded him that he should not eat it all at once, and that 10% of it would be enough each time. The old man looked at the ginseng and did not know whether he should take it or not, and Wang Zheng was stunned for a moment before asking: "I'm giving it to you, so take it, and wait for me to send it over to you?"

The old man immediately waved his hand, and laughed bitterly at Wang Zheng: "Doctor Wang, I know that you have to pay a hundred or two hundred thousand every time you treat a patient, and this time you have to take out so many expensive medicinal ingredients, our family is poor, the child's father had been crippled from his work injuries for a few years already, and his mother also helped others work for the family without much money. If we can't afford it, do you think we can use other methods to compensate for the medical fees?"

After Wang Zheng heard the old man's words, he was stunned for a moment before laughing out loud: "My rule is to pay for the medicinal fees that match my price. Your family is in such a difficult situation, so just one dollar is enough!"

The old man was stunned for a moment to see Wang Zheng escape with a one yuan coin from his pocket, and then, he stuffed the wrapped up ginseng into his hands.

"The child has just recovered from a severe illness. Don't let him catch a cold again, otherwise it will be troublesome!" Wang Zheng had Zhang Er'mao send the old man out and he sat his butt on a chair. Looking at the news that had just ended, he muttered to himself with a smile, "Looks like there's going to be big trouble for the Haitian City.

Just now, Wang Zheng had a rough understanding of the power of the plague when he was treating the child. If the plague really spread out, it would be difficult to have any special medicines or restraints in a short period of time, and at that time, 80% of the people in the Haitian City would be infected.

Suddenly, Wang Zheng smacked his head and jumped up from the chair: "Fuck, how could I forget about my father-in-law? I definitely can't let anything happen to Xue Jiayu and the others!" Thinking about it, Wang Zheng rushed out to drive the carriage to deliver the medicine to Xue Jiayu and the others.

After sending the medicine back, it was already time for dinner, so Wang Zheng conveniently sent two Body Tempering Pill and five Energy Pill s to Faang Rong during her free time. Wang Zheng reckoned that people with a Physical Capacity Point limit of 150 or more would not find it easy to get infected by the plague, so Wang Zheng helped Faang Rong increase the Physical Capacity Point's limit for now, and at that time, even if they really get infected, would have enough time to look for him for treatment.

Less than two days later, Wang Zheng saw the news of an outbreak on the news.

"The epidemic is spreading faster than I thought!" Wang Zheng started to frown as he read the news. In just two days, his Haitian City had already discovered the situation with more than 300 epidemics, and the number was still rising. He estimated that it wouldn't be long before the number rose to a thousand.

"I wonder how's the research going in the President Wu? He did study the epidemic two days earlier than the other hospitals. If that's the case, then he won't have much talent compared to the other hospitals."

A week passed by, and just as Wang Zheng had predicted, 70% of the people in the entire Haitian City were infected with the plague, and some were even on the verge of death. All the hospitals were busy researching on the special medicine, and Central Hospital, as the largest of them all, was naturally more stressful than the other hospitals.

"Boss, there are so many people outside who want you to treat them!" After seeing the news, Zhang Er'mao naturally knew how terrifying the spread of the plague was. Fortunately, Wang Zheng had already taken precautions, so the people in the villa did not get infected by the plague.