Countryside Magic Doctor

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

He was about to die!    

A few soft-hearted old ladies had already shed tears.    

At this moment, Liu Yuanshan, who had been watching from behind, said to the old men, "Chiefs, would you like to let Little Brother He try it?"    

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

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

It was not out of malice. He knew that Hee Feng was a Godly Doctor, but a Godly Doctor needed to perform on the stage. Now was not a good opportunity.    

"Can you do it?" An old man asked. He knew very well that how could a person who planted fruits be a doctor?    

Before Hee Feng could open his mouth, Liu Yuanshan explained, "It should be. Didn't you hear what I just said? His fruit was irrigated with herbal formulas. This little brother He is a Godly Doctor of TCM."    

Hearing what Liu Yuanshan said, everyone looked at Hee Feng with questioning eyes.    

Seeing this, Hee Feng smiled and nodded. "He can't be a Godly Doctor. At most, he is just a wild village doctor."    

At this time, Doctor Chen who was in the middle of emergency stood up.    

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

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

When they saw this, everyone also felt like this was their only life-saving straw.    

So they said, "Then let's give it a try."    

Hee Feng himself did not expect to be a guest doctor again this time.    

Therefore, he did not have much preparation. Of course, he did not need much preparation.    

Looking at the old man's ashen face, Hee Feng understood 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 in treating it.    

It was definitely too late to find the prescription from the Heaven Mending Stone at the last minute.    

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

He took out the remaining half that he had fed the He family's old man last time.    

"Help me feed it."    

Hee Feng handed the pill to the stunned nurse beside him and said.    

The nurse was stunned and looked at the half pill in her hand. She braced herself and fed it.    

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

"Mhm." Hee Feng nodded.    

"This is a heart attack. It is not something that can be cured in a short period of time. Besides, he is old. It is very difficult to cure him. Just give him some medicine to let him recover for a while." Hee Feng said.    

"This pill is the best use?" An old man asked.    

"Yes." Hee Feng nodded again.    

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

After a while, the old man in the wheelchair coughed violently.    

Seeing this cough that sounded like he had just received a lung laxative, everyone was not worried at all. Instead, they all revealed joyful expressions.    

Cough was not afraid of anything. It was good that he could come back to life.    

After coughing for a while, the old man coughed out a lump of black blood and then 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, "Elder Zhao, why are you guys surrounding me?"    

"Elder Zhang! You're still saying what we're doing? You didn't know you almost died just now."    

An old man said softly. As he spoke, a few drops of turbid tears flowed out of the corner of his eyes.    

"It can't be. I just felt like I was in a daze for a while, and I was in a daze for a while." The old man said.    

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

"Could it be true? You're not joking with me?" The old man asked with full confidence.    

"How can it be fake? Who would make such a joke?" One of them said.    

"Holy sh * t! I didn't think that in such a short period of time, I would actually make a trip to the gates of hell." The old man said with some lingering fear.    

"This is Hee Feng, Dr Hee, who saved you. You should thank him properly." One of them pointed at Hee Feng and said.    

Hearing this, the old man subconsciously stood up.    

Seeing him stand up, a group of people quickly went forward to help him up and lectured him, "Old Zhang, don't you see what's wrong with you? You still want to stand up? You don't want to live anymore. If you fall, you will die."    

"Wait, Old Zhang, how did you stand up just now?" An old man asked in astonishment.    

"Yeah, how did I get up?" The old man was also a bit strange.    

His legs had been crippled for many years, how could he suddenly stand up?    

Thus, he repeatedly said, "All of you, move aside for me to see if I can take another two steps."    

Seeing his eagerness, no one stopped him. A few caregivers stood on both sides of him, ready to support him at any time.    

Then, one by one, they let go of the hand that was holding the old man.    

Perhaps the old man had not stood for a long time and his legs were a little shaky, but he still stood firmly.    

When they saw this, everyone's faces were filled with joy. They all said, "Old Zhang, try taking another two steps."    

Old Zhang did not hesitate either.    

He walked leisurely on the road for more than ten steps.    

Then, as if he had used up all his strength, his legs went weak and he fell onto a nurse's body.    

"The old man's body is just right. Let's do some adaptive training first. If we walk so rashly, it will be easy for problems to arise." In the crowd, Hee Feng said lightly.    

"Young man, did you cure my illness?" The old man in the wheelchair asked while breathing heavily.    

"Yes." Hee Feng nodded and said.    

"Thank you!" The old man said calmly.    

His word of thanks was more important than money. It was much more important than money.    

After all, a retired senior leader's word of thanks was not something that could not be measured with just one or two points of value.    

Regarding this, Hee Feng did not show any excitement. He just said lightly, "It's nothing. It was just a small effort."    

Seeing him like this, he did not take credit for being arrogant.    

The group of old men started to take a liking to this young man more and more.    

Nowadays, there weren't many young people like this.    

After that, a group of retired old men surrounded Hee Feng.    

"Do you still have those pills?" he asked.    

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

They understood the principle that Lu Buwei was a rare commodity.    

Hee Feng did not say it out loud. These pills could be mass-produced.    

Instead, he put on a troubled expression and said, "He doesn't know how to produce these pills yet. These are all left behind by Master."    

Hearing him say this, the group of old men revealed disappointed expressions.    

They hurriedly asked, "Where is your Master now?"    

"My master?" Hee Feng tried his best to put on a sad look and said, "My master was gone a few years ago."    

Hearing him say this, the disappointment on the faces of the old officers became stronger and stronger.