After returning to the car dealership, Sanmao Donkey was busy entertaining Xiao Feng like a little eunuch, and even took out the tea and cigarettes from his collection.
"Brother Feng, this is a check for two million."
San Mao Donkey presented the check with both hands. Xiao Feng took it and looked at it, curling his lips and said: "The debt is 1.5 million, and you gave me an extra 600,000. Tell me, what do you mean?"
San Mao Donkey rubbed his palms together and said with a smile: "Just think of it as interest. Brother Feng, your medical skills are so good, can you also treat me? I..."
He looked embarrassed, his back ached every day, and his limbs were weak. If he continued like this, he would really go to the palace.
Xiao Feng crossed his legs, held the teacup and said, "It's okay to treat the disease, but you have to promise me one thing."
"You say it, I agree."
"From now on, you should behave as a human being and don't do things that benefit yourself at the expense of others. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes, Brother Feng is right to teach you a lesson."
Sanmao Donkey was very well-behaved now. Xiao Feng put down the tea cup and immediately started acupuncture on his lower back.
"Oh, it's so comfortable."
After the acupuncture, Sanmao's whole body was immediately clear, and the feeling of weakness in his limbs disappeared immediately.
"Brother Feng, you are truly a miracle doctor."
San Mao Donkey was both impressed and confused. He was an adopted son of the Han family, and I had never heard that he had excellent medical skills before.
"Okay, you and your son can sit back and relax now, it's time for me to leave."
As soon as Xiao Feng walked out of the dealership, Sanmao drove a Porsche and chased him out.
"Brother Feng, wait a moment."
He quickly got out of the car, took the car keys and said with a smile: "This Porsche 911 is given to you. Although it is a second-hand car, it is in good condition. You can drive it first."
This is the most luxurious car in his car dealership at present. These people who come out to work are all very smart. Seeing that Xiao Feng has extraordinary medical skills, he must hurry up and make friends.
"Porsche?"
Xiao Feng just doesn't have a car yet, so it would be nice to have one for transportation.
"Okay, bring your son to me next month."
Xiao Feng took the key, waved his hand and drove off Juechen.
San Mao Donkey looked at the taillights of the sports car and said with admiration: "You are young and promising. He is much better than that loser Han Zhengwei. Han Dongping is really lucky."
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Two o'clock in the afternoon, Jiangcheng Central Hospital.
A dazzling white Porsche sports car slowly drove into the hospital under the envious eyes of passers-by.
After the car stopped, a young man with a tall figure and an angular face got out.
His temperament is definitely worthy of this luxury car, but his clothes are very ordinary, wearing cheap street stall goods.
"Whose young master is this? He's quite handsome."
"Porsche 911, wow... I wish this was my boyfriend."
Several young nurses who were thinking about spring happened to be passing by and saw her, and they all cast ambiguous glances at Xiao Feng.
"It's good to have money."
Xiao Feng had to admit that in this materialistic society, money can really dominate everything sometimes.
"Xiao Feng? Why are you here?"
As soon as he walked into the hospital lobby, he saw sisters Han Qianhui and Han Baihe walking over arm in arm.
These sisters are the center of attention wherever they go, especially Han Qianhui, who has an arrogant figure of about 1.7 meters, and her temperament is very well controlled, making her look like a cold goddess.
Although Lily Han is a little short in height, her beautiful facial features will make her think wildly whenever a man passes by her.
Han Qianhui came with her sister for a review. After all, she almost went there last night. After confirming that she was fine today, she had to go back to school outside the city.
Xiao Feng put one hand in his pocket and said casually: "Oh...I'm here to save someone."
Wang Yongcheng's wife's soul is still in his hands, and even the gods can't save her.
"Save someone? Save who?"
Han Qianhui didn't know that a series of car accidents occurred yesterday afternoon, so Xiao Feng simply explained it.
"Who? Wang Yongcheng's wife?"
Xiao Feng nodded, and Han Qianhui said speechlessly: "Please, do you really think of yourself as a miracle doctor? You used to be a student of the Medical College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. If something happens, can you afford it?"
In her opinion, being able to save Lily Han yesterday was just good luck. You can even deceive yourself. Isn't this nonsense?
"It's okay, I know what's going on."
When Xiao Feng was about to leave, Han Qianhui grabbed him and said, "Don't act recklessly. Wang Yongcheng is not an ordinary person. We cannot afford to offend Yongtian Group. If there is anything wrong with his wife, not only will you suffer, but the whole family will be implicated."
"
"It's not that serious, right? I'm here to save people, not to harm them." Xiao Feng said.
"No, you can't go."
Han Qianhui was holding him tightly, and the Han family could not stand any trouble now.
Xiao Feng looked at the time and said anxiously: "Sister Qianhui, I'm really here to save people. If I don't go, it will be too late."
This soul cannot be separated from the body for too long, not to mention that Wang Yongcheng's wife is weak and will be dead once her energy is exhausted.
"If you say no, you can't. Come with me."
Han Qianhui said she wouldn't let him go.
Lily Han interjected: "Sister, I don't think Brother Feng is joking, so let him go."
"Why are you fooling around? Shut up."
Han Qianhui glared at him, and Han Lily pouted and said, "Brother Feng saved my life yesterday. I feel he has this ability."
"Lily, do you believe me?" Xiao Feng was a little surprised.
Lily Han smiled and said: "Of course, I have trusted you unconditionally since I was a child. Brother Feng, you are the best."
"You two come on, come with me."
Han Qianhui grabbed one with each hand and dragged her out. Xiao Feng couldn't explain it to her, so he threw her hand away and ran upstairs.
"Xiao Feng, you bastard."
Han Qianhui almost fell down, and the two sisters quickly followed her.
When Xiao Feng came outside the door of the intensive care unit, he saw Wang Yongcheng sitting in the corridor. He looked depressed and stared straight ahead.
"Mr. Wang, Madam, is she okay?"
"Little brother?"
Wang Yongcheng grabbed his hand and said with tears streaming down his face: "Please save my wife, I beg you..."
After all, it was too late. Wang Yongcheng's wife was critically ill, and doctors and nurses were inside rescuing her.
The two sisters Han Qianhui also chased after them. When they saw the young boss of the dignified Yongtian Group crying like a tearful person, it was inevitable that a trace of pity would rise in their hearts.
Xiao Feng nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will save your wife."
"Are you still making trouble?"
Han Qianhui pulled him and whispered: "Mr. Wang, he is my younger brother. He only studied at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine for two years and is not that capable. But I believe... Mrs. Wang is a lucky person with her own destiny.
It will definitely be safe."
She also has good intentions. This is no joke. She can be saved no matter what, but if she cannot be saved, how can the Wang family bypass Xiao Feng?
"But...he did save my wife yesterday."
Wang Yongcheng was still holding on to his last glimmer of hope, when the door to the ward suddenly opened, and several doctors and nurses came out with sad faces.
Xie Weiqiang took off his mask and said timidly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, we tried our best, but the young lady... couldn't hold on."
"What?"
Wang Yongcheng almost fell down, stood up and cursed: "You quack doctor, didn't you say you would cure my wife?"
"Mr. Wang, please calm down. We are doctors, not gods."
Xie Weiqiang's face turned pale. The patient's condition was still stable this morning, but he suddenly became critically ill five minutes ago. Even though all the instruments were used, he could not be rescued.
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have boasted about Haikou, but now it's not going to end well.
Wang Yongcheng didn't listen at all, grabbed him by the collar and said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, if my wife dies, I will never spare you."
"Young Master, people are here."
At this moment, the Wang family's housekeeper hurried over with an old man in Tang suit.
The housekeeper panted and said, "This is Dr. Lin Huichun. With him, he can definitely save the young lady."
Lin rejuvenates?
Xiao Feng looked at the old man. He had heard of this old man's name when he first entered college.
He was a famous Chinese medicine doctor in Jiangcheng who was known as a master of rejuvenation. His real name was Lin Huichun, and his students were all professors in the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
"Mr. Lin, can you save my wife?"
Wang Yongcheng held his hand with excitement on his face.
Lin Huichun comforted him and said, "Mr. Wang, don't be anxious. I'll do my best."
As soon as Lin Huichun appeared, Wang Yongcheng forgot about Xiao Feng and accompanied the old man into the ward.
Xiao Feng and others also followed in and saw Wang Yongcheng's wife lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, her heartbeat and pulse had stopped.
Lin Huichun checked her pulse first, and his face became more and more serious. Finally, he shook his head and sighed: "No, it's too late. There is nothing we can do to save her."
"how so?"
Wang Yongcheng said excitedly: "Mr. Lin, you are a master of rejuvenation. As long as you can save my wife, I will give you whatever money you want."
Lin Huichun was slightly angry: "This is not a matter of money. All the young lady's vital signs have disappeared. Even gods can't save her."
"My wife..."
Wang Yongcheng immediately threw himself on his wife, and many doctors shook their heads in regret.
Only Xie Weiqiang breathed a long sigh of relief. Even Mr. Lin couldn't save him, so you can't blame me.
Just when Wang Yongcheng gave up hope, a voice suddenly sounded in the ward.