Supreme Demonic Soldier King

It was actually him!

"How about we make a bet?" Lin Feng said leisurely.

Wang Caisheng washed his face and asked suspiciously, "What's the wager?"

The third round's patient was carried up, and the four of them carried him onto the bed.

This time, Lin Feng didn't need to be modest in asking a question of who should go first, and directly walked in front of the patient.

The patient's scrawny body was like a mummy. The skeleton of the patient's body could be seen, with only a tiny bit of skin covering some parts of it. His face was sallow and his body was deathly pale. He had lost all signs of life, and even his breathing was extremely weak. Those who did not know what happened would think that there was a dead man in his arms.

Lin Feng frowned, he looked to be deep in thought, as though he had thought of something.

Everyone in the audience was completely shocked. How was this a patient? Isn't treating such a person difficult?

On the contrary, Wang Caisheng's face was filled with uncontrollable excitement. He thought to himself: "This is even stranger than any previous patients, I don't know where to find it. Luckily I don't have to go on stage, or else I wouldn't be able to do anything myself. This time, even if you are the Emperor, I'm afraid I won't be able to cure you."

The host, on the other hand, was calm. Originally, the third round's patient was not this one, but Lin Feng's performance just now made him suspicious, wanting to test Lin Feng's true capabilities. Hence, he told others that he had found this patient.

Lin Feng held onto the patient's pulse tightly. Because he was too weak, he couldn't use his finger anymore. He closed his eyes to feel the pulse's reaction bit by bit, and Lin Feng's face became more and more unsightly.

"Then, he suddenly opened his eyes and asked coldly." Is this person a grave robber? "

The old man felt a burst of excitement in his heart, but he still remained calm as he spoke. What do you mean? "

Lin Feng stood up and looked at the patient lying on the bed. "This person was poisoned by a rare corpse poison. As far as I know, this corpse poison can only be found in tombs that have been there for more than a thousand years. The corpse poison isn't considered bad, but the person who was poisoned will slowly lose the nutrients in their body until they run out and die."

The old man nodded and said slowly, "You are right, but he is not a grave robber, but an archaeologist. He was found poisoned and sent to me for treatment, but there is nothing I can do about it."

After saying that, he looked a little helpless and regretful.

The crowd was astonished. At the same time, they were also doubtful. If even the elder was unable to treat him, what was the point of competing with him? Isn't this deliberately making things difficult for Lin Feng?

Wang Youcai's smile became even happier. Isn't this old man helping me? You can't even cure it yourself, is there anyone else in the Jinling who can?

Lin Feng nodded. After knowing that it was an archaeologist, his expression slightly eased up, not because he hated grave robbers, nor did he care about cultural relics. It was just that on the surface, he had no choice but to do so.

"" The old man added. I know you must have a way to cure him, right? "

Lin Feng revealed a puzzled expression. I wonder why the old gentleman thinks so? If I knew earlier, I wouldn't have been able to help you. "

The old man smiled and said. Jinling, you should be the one who cured Mu Qingfeng's disease, right? I can't do anything about his disease, but didn't you also cure it? "

Everyone was stunned when they heard that. "You must be joking, right?" He actually healed Mu Qingfeng.

Most of the people present knew about Mu Qingfeng's illness and had basically gone to see his illness. Of course, including the old man, but all of them were helpless and could not do anything as they firmly believed that Mu Qingfeng's illness was hopeless.

However, the old man actually said that the young man was the one who was cured, and adding that Mu Qingfeng's body was indeed fully recovered, the old man caused everyone to be extremely shocked.

"How do you know?" Lin Feng asked.

"Haha, Mu Qingfeng and I can be considered old acquaintances, I had been worrying about his sickness and could only use some medicine to keep him fit, but a few days ago he suddenly asked me to show off that his illness had been cured, causing me to be shocked, thinking that he was some kind of expert from the outside world. In the end, he told me that he was the disciple of an old friend, who was also in his twenties. It's even acupuncture. "

The old man paused before continuing. Your performance just now, with your superb acupuncture techniques and your age, I guessed that you were the one who cured Mu Qingfeng's illness. "

Lin Feng suddenly realized.

Hearing the old man's explanation, the person who did not believe it at first, was convinced now, but who would have thought that Mu Qingfeng's disease was actually cured by this young lad who was just over 20, this was too unbelievable, the shocked expression on his face did not melt.

Wang Caisheng was like a bucket of cold water being poured over his feet, turning completely cold. Just what kind of monster was this Lin Feng, how could he be so powerful? Merely being able to cure Mu Qingfeng's illness was already something he couldn't compare to.

He was unwilling to lose to a young man who looked like he was in his twenties. This would make him lose face, and he thought that although Lin Feng had treated Mu Qingfeng's illness, the competition was about how he was going to cure the archaeologist. From the looks of it, this archaeologist's illness should be even worse than Mu Qingfeng's.

Therefore, this was his last sliver of hope.