Qian Ji died, his head cut off by Bai He with a butterfly knife.
The head was thrown into the sky. Bai He witnessed the night watchman pick up the head before turning around and leaving.
After receiving the message, Qin Feng smiled slightly and sent it to Zhang Yonggang and Hu Dongyang.
Without the protection of Qianji, it will be much easier for the Hong family and the Sun family to deal with them.
At least you don't have to worry every night that your own tea or the tea of those around you will be poisoned.
He threw away his cell phone and fell asleep on the bed without practicing.
He was having a hard time during this time.
At noon the next day, Qin Feng woke up in a daze.
He opened his phone and first looked at the text message replies. They were all caring greetings from some people.
What happened last night was very confidential, but it was not airtight.
Dumen's movements still aroused some people's vigilance.
Even Fang Zheng, who was far away in Shangjing, sent a message asking how Qin Feng was doing now.
Qin Feng replied one by one to report safety.
After looking at the thank you messages from Zhang Yonggang and Hu Dongyang, I packed up, got up and went straight to the reception hall.
No matter what happened outside, his mind was on the hospital.
Overcrowded.
From inside the lobby to outside the door, hundreds of people lined up neatly and entered the hospital in an orderly manner to receive consultation and treatment.
The number of people was more than double that of yesterday, but there was no confusion at all.
"Su Qiqi?"
Qin Feng immediately noticed Su Qiqi standing at the door, handing out number plates to patients one by one.
She took off her sexy short skirt and put on thin silk long sleeves and pink cropped pants.
Instead of the senses of the little girl before, I now have the sense of sight of a pure and beautiful female college student.
But for the sake of beauty, she still opened her long sleeves, revealing the white pure lust sling underneath.
"How did you come?"
Qin Feng walked over in surprise: "Why are you all here?"
Not only Su Qiqi, but also many familiar faces.
They were all medical students who Qin Feng had personally treated in the classroom on their graduation day.
"Teacher Qin!"
Su Qiqi's eyes lit up and she rushed over:
"Are you awake?"
Not only her, but also other students looked at Qin Feng with burning faces.
"Ah, I just woke up."
Qin Feng was a little embarrassed: "Why are you here?"
"Don't you have to go to class?"
They are only seniors at the beginning of school and still have a lot of homework to do.
"I asked them to come."
As the words of Vicissitudes came, Qin Feng turned his head and found an extra set of tables and chairs in the reception hall.
Shen Xue was sitting nearby and was very busy. A white-haired old man had just finished writing orders to the patient and smiled at her.
Li Shengbai.
"Professor Li?"
Qin Feng was very surprised: "You are..."
"Since you left that day, my Chinese medicine theory class has been overcrowded."
"Everyone wants to see you and listen to your lectures."
"I couldn't handle it, so I discussed it with Principal Zhou and decided to bring them all to you."
Li Shengbai smiled helplessly and said:
"In any case, you have to have internships starting from your senior year. Our medical school plans to set up the internship site of the Chinese medicine course at your medical center."
"Let them be interns at your place and help you without paying a penny."
"Of course, this requires your consent."
practice?
A group of medical students who have professional qualities and have received basic medical knowledge and theories?
Qin Feng's mouth almost split open to the back of his head: "That's so... embarrassing."
With the help of this group of medical students, and Li Shengbai personally taking charge.
As soon as the three consultation windows opened, Qin Feng suddenly felt that the pressure was relieved a lot.
Especially getting along with peers like Su Qiqi made Qin Feng, who had been tired of dealing with the world, feel full of energy again.
The students were busy until evening before they reluctantly left on the school bus.
Li Shengbai was the last to leave.
He looked at Qin Feng with some emotion:
"What I saw today makes me see hope in you for the renaissance of traditional Chinese medicine."
"I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner, thank you."
He trembled and bent down, bowing to Qin Feng.
He is old and sees more than 100 patients a day.
Far inferior to Qin Feng and Shen Xue beside him.
The three of them treated more than 500 patients in total. Even so, there was still a long queue standing outside when the hospital closed.
In the past hundred years of Chinese medicine, there has never been such a grand event.
Those young medical students who, after a busy day, not only did not complain about being tired, but were reluctant to leave before leaving.
It also allowed him to see a group of young people being born in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.
"Professor Li is serious."
Qin Feng hurriedly helped him up:
"Treating diseases and saving people should be like fighting fire and water."
"The recovery of a patient is like the moving of several families and a huge mountain."
"This is what you taught me in your first lesson."
"What's more, if I, Qin Feng, can really achieve something one day, I will be a teacher and a father forever."
"That's also your disciple, let alone such a great gift."
Zhang Biao and Shen Xue looked surprised. With Qin Feng's current status, even those as powerful as Hong and Sun were not looking down upon him.
Countless powerful people have bowed down, but they can treat an old scholar with such respect.
This humility and unchanging original intention are destined to achieve limitless achievements in the future.
Qin Feng and the other three waved goodbye to the convoy on the roadside and were about to turn around and go back to the yard to get some food.
A black Land Rover parked on the side of the road, and Shakun opened the door and walked out.
"Do you have food to eat? I'm starving to death."
He was as fast as a tiger and a dragon as fast as a dragon, with an impatient expression on his face.
"Breakthrough?"
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, then waved: "Let's go to the backyard to change clothes. Let's go to a restaurant today."
Shakun's breath leaked out, and he breathed for a long time. He had already touched the threshold of inner strength.
Qin Feng has another tiger general in his hands.
Just when several people were happily preparing to have a big meal.
"Crack."
There was a breaking sound in the backyard.
Several people looked at each other, put down their things and walked over.
"Crack."
A tile fell from the wall.
Several people looked up and saw a figure climbing on the courtyard wall, struggling to lift his fat thighs.
"Go and help him."
Qin Feng glanced at it and then looked away.
Shakun stood up, jumped directly from the yard and landed on the wall.
The figure turned his head, sweating profusely.
"Brother Qin told me to help you."
He kicked the figure down.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Biao pinched his neck and carried him to Qin Feng.
"Master Sun."
Qin Feng lowered his head: "You are on humble ground, so why don't you take the main entrance?"
"Climbing over the wall would be detrimental to your status as the richest man in the southern capital."
