After receiving Jiang Yu's call, Divine Doctor Li hurried over.

As soon as he entered the living room, he saw Wu Tianjiao lying limply on the ground, coughing up blood.

He stopped and looked at it with a frown.

"Can it be cured?" Jiang Yu asked.

She was not worried about Wu Tianjiao, but she didn't want to cause trouble to the Jiang family.

After all, the Wu family is not someone to be trifled with.

Divine Doctor Li stroked his beard and was about to speak when Wu Tianjiao climbed up next to Divine Doctor Li, grabbed the trouser leg of Divine Doctor Li, and said weakly: "Divine Doctor Li, save me!!"

After saying that, he coughed up a pool of blood.

Doctor Li frowned even more. He knelt down and put his hand on Wu Tianqiao's pulse.

A minute later, Doctor Li stood up with a look of regret on his face and kept stroking his beard.

"Is there no hope?" Jiang Yu couldn't help but ask.

As a doctor, Divine Doctor Li couldn't bear to say such words, but he still nodded slowly.

Wu Tianjiao was horrified.

Terrified.

His eyes were very desperate.

He roared ferociously: "Miracle Doctor Li, if you can't save me, my Wu family will definitely not let you go!"

Divine Doctor Li's face stiffened, and he said calmly: "I have a clear conscience, so how can I be afraid of the Wu family's revenge?"

At this point, he paused and then said: "Call your father and ask him to prepare your funeral arrangements."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Tianjiao's already pale face became even paler, and his face turned ashen.

He no longer had his usual arrogance, and pleadingly said: "Doctor Li, I farted just now! Please think of a way! Save me... If you save me, my Wu family

I will definitely repay you."

As he spoke, he shed tears.

Although Jiang Yu hates Wu Tianjiao and is worried that Wu Tianjiao will die in the Jiang family, she is more kind-hearted.

She felt compassion and asked for him: "Miracle Doctor Li, is there really nothing we can do?"

Doctor Li was silent.

Although he did not diagnose the cause of Wu Tianjiao's illness, he knew that he could not be cured with his own medical skills.

Moreover, when he took his pulse just now, he also felt that Wu Tianqiao's pulse was weak and his life was losing.

He shook his head slowly and said, "Unless I find someone with better medical skills than me."

Having said this, he was startled for a moment.

He thought of someone.

The person who uses Fuxi Acupuncture!

Wu Tianjiao said bitterly: "Doctor Li, stop joking. Looking at the entire Yunhe City, who has better medical skills than you?"

Jiang Yu suddenly laughed.

She said thoughtfully: "Yes..."

"Who?" Wu Tianjiao asked hurriedly, as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"Chen Hetu!"

Wu Tianjiao was surprised when he heard these three words: "He? How is that possible!"

Jiang Yu ignored Wu Tianjiao, but took out the medicine bottle from her body and handed it to Divine Doctor Li and said, "This medicine was given to me by Chen Hetu, the man who knows Fuxi acupuncture. He said it is very effective.

I wonder if this elixir can save him?"

Doctor Li took the medicine bottle in surprise, and as soon as he opened it, he smelled the fragrance of the medicine.

He poured out one pill and was about to test the effect of the pill when Wu Tianjiao suddenly jumped up and snatched the pill away. Without saying a word, he directly put it in his mouth and swallowed it into his stomach.

Divine Doctor Li looked at Wu Tianjiao in astonishment and said dissatisfiedly: "How can you take medicine indiscriminately? Aren't you afraid of aggravating your condition?"

Who does Wu Tianjiao care about this!

The elixir smells very fragrant, it must be good stuff, and there is nothing wrong with taking it!

However, he still said with some fear.

"There shouldn't be anything wrong, right? Doctor Li, please help me take a look."

Doctor Li had no choice but to take Wu Tianjiao's pulse again.

A minute later, Doctor Li took back his hand and said with some surprise: "This medicine... really works!"

Wu Tianjiao said excitedly: "So, I'm fine?"

As he spoke, he got up from the ground and wiped the blood from his mouth.

The next second, he was stunned. He seemed to be fine and no longer coughing up blood?

Is this medicine so magical?

Seeing Wu Tianjiao's face gradually change from pale to rosy, Doctor Li was also secretly shocked.

He stroked his beard and said: "It's okay for the time being, but you still have to take this elixir for a long time."

When he took his pulse just now, he found that Wu Tianjiao's body was too weak.

If you don't take it for a long time, you will get sick and die at any time.

Wu Tianjiao said nonchalantly: "That's okay. With the financial resources of my Wu family, it doesn't matter if I take this pill for the rest of my life."

After saying that, he turned to look at Jiang Yu and said graciously: "How many pills do you have left? I want them all!"

Jiang Yu glanced at Wu Tianjiao with disgust and said, "I don't have many. If you want them, you can only find Chen Hetu."

Wu Tianjiao's face turned green when he heard this name.

Asking him to buy medicine from Chen Hetu... This was simply more uncomfortable than killing him.

But in order to survive, he hesitated and said again and again: "Jiang Yu, help me ask Chen Hetu how many pills he has. I want them all."

Jiang Yu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask you, but if he doesn't want to sell it to you, there's nothing I can do about it!"

After saying that, Jiang Yu dialed Chen Hetu's phone number.

As soon as the call was connected, Jiang Yu said on the phone: "How many more pills do you have? Wu Tianjiao wants to take them all."

When Chen Hetu heard this, he knew that Wu Tianjiao must have taken his own elixir, and he was not surprised.

After all, Jiang Yu is a kind-hearted woman. Even if she hates Wu Tianjiao, she will not ignore him.

He thought for a moment and asked, "How many does he want?"

Jiang Yu looked back at Wu Tianjiao and asked, "How many do you want?"

"Let's get a dozen or twenty pills first!" Wu Tianjiao said proudly.

Jiang Yu conveyed the message to Chen Hetu.

Chen Hetu said indifferently: "Tell him, one million."

Jiang Yu relayed the message to Wu Tianjiao.

Wu Tianjiao couldn't help but raise his voice: "Are you making an international joke? A broken pill, and you want me to have one million? Do you think I'm stupid?"

His voice was so loud that Chen Hetu on the other end of the phone naturally heard it.

He said into the phone: "Jiang Yu, help me tell him that now there are five million pills."
Chapter completed!