Outside Li Fang's medical clinic, there was already a crowd of people surrounding him. However, he did not open the door to save anyone now and was trying his best to restore his true energy.
Hearing the noise outside, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Even if he risked his life, he couldn't save himself from this situation.
The power of an individual is too weak, but since you have already made a name for yourself, you should try your best to save one person.
After his energy returned to normal, he opened the door to save people again. Looking at the messy scene in front of him, he said: "Line up, everyone, and don't block the roads in the community."
However, his words obviously didn't work. Everyone was pushing forward desperately, everyone wanted to get treatment in advance.
"Miracle doctor, please look at this child quickly. He is dying and his life is in danger at any time."
"Miracle doctor, my wife is also dying. The doctor has issued a critical illness notice."
"Miracle doctor..."
All the patients' family members begged, and finally they all knelt down, willing to do anything in order to save their loved ones.
Li Fang was in a bit of a dilemma. He didn't have the ability to clone himself, so how could he have the ability to save so many people at the same time?
In his eyes, all patients are equal and cannot be distinguished.
"Huh, don't be fooled. I am the director of the First People's Hospital. I have already called the police. This person is a quack doctor who specializes in defrauding people and money."
The dean arrived. He was an old man over eighty years old. He couldn't help but slap a big hat on Li Fang.
Everyone was kneeling at this moment, but he was the only one standing proudly. At this moment, he squeezed through the crowd and promoted it loudly.
"Why are you people so unclear? Even if there is a miracle doctor in this world, he cannot be such a young man. He cannot treat you for free. What does he want?"
"You all go back to the hospital quickly. Your relatives are all in danger. If you let them out of the hospital at this time, you are burying them with your own hands."
"Go back to the hospital quickly. I have already called the police. They can deal with him when the police come."
The dean shouted loudly, staring angrily at Li Fang in front of him, treating him as a bluffing liar.
With a joking look, Li Fang finally alerted them, and even alerted the big shot directly.
"Why do you call me a liar? I don't charge you any money for treating patients. What do you think I'm trying to do?"
Li Fang asked back and slapped him with a big hat as soon as he came. This is not what a mature person should do.
In other words, this dean is already a bit old, has passed the mature stage, and has now successfully become an old man.
"Perhaps you are practicing some kind of magic skill?"
The dean angrily reprimanded and continued: "If you want to prove yourself, then treat a few patients and let me see."
"As you wish, then I will treat a few patients in front of you. You can choose the patients and I will treat them."
Li Fang said that the counterattack was finally about to begin. As long as the old man could be conquered, his fame would be completely spread.
"Humph, if you refuse to repent, then I will select a few patients to see if you have the ability to treat them."
The dean shouted, he looked at the people in front of him, and then immediately selected the child at the front.
He knew that this child came from a rural area and was in critical condition because he accidentally ingested paraquat, and they had given up treatment.
"This child accidentally ingested paraquat. As we all know, there is no way he can be saved if he accidentally ingests paraquat. Except for a limited number of masters of traditional Chinese medicine, no one can be saved."
"If you can bring this child back to life, I will apologize to you in front of everyone."
The dean said that for this child, he also contacted Yan Lao, the master of traditional Chinese medicine.
But the other party refused directly because he was too tired recently, which made him angry and helpless at the same time.
These masters of traditional Chinese medicine are so arrogant that they are really just palace doctors. Even his face is not good enough to invite them to take action.
“It’s not that accidental ingestion of paraquat is hopeless, but it’s that no team is willing to study the corresponding drug.”
Li Fang said, because once you want to do research, the investment is quite scary. It is likely to be a bottomless pit, and it may cost billions or tens of billions in the end.
It’s okay to spend so much money. The key is how many people in this world will accidentally eat paraquat.
Therefore, this is basically a loss-making business. In the current era of commercialization of education and medical care, everyone only values profits. No one will invest in research projects without profits.
"To put it lightly, do you think it is so easy to study?"
The dean jeered, feeling that Li Fang was just making up a fantasy and had no idea of the stakes involved.
Li Fang was too lazy to talk to him. He picked up the little boy, who looked only three or four years old. He probably took paraquat as a snack.
When he had just received the inheritance, he had already rescued people who accidentally ingested paraquat. Now that he has been promoted to the foundation-building realm, this difficult and complicated disease is completely childish for him.
"Don't worry, leave it to me. If he can't be cured, I will close the door and go home immediately."
Li Fang said that he took the little boy into the hospital and placed him on the hospital bed. Then he immediately took out the silver needle and inserted it into each of his acupoints.
The little boy's parents followed him in. They didn't dare to take a breath for fear of affecting Li Fang's treatment.
The dean naturally followed in. At this moment, he was frowning because he couldn't understand Li Fang's acupuncture method at all, and he didn't know what kind of lost acupuncture technique he was doing.
But when he saw his smooth and smooth technique, he had to be a little impressed. Even some old Chinese doctors did not have such accurate grasp as him.
"This kid is quite capable."
The dean's attitude toward Li Fang changed in an instant. Not to mention much, just his precise acupuncture technique impressed him with admiration.
Naturally, he couldn't understand Li Fang's acupuncture technique, because his acupuncture was just a cover, and the real way to save the little boy was metaphysical magic.
Rejuvenation!
Li Fang secretly cast this little spell immediately, and the problem that current medical treatment could not solve became a small problem in front of him.
The little boy immediately vomited out a few mouthfuls of black blood. This was all the poison remaining in his body, and it was completely forced out at this moment.
Squeak!
The little centipede was ready to move in his pocket, because the little boy was considered poisoned. It could have taken action, but now Li Fang had to show off himself, so he took action himself.
The little centipede doesn't have any intention of saving people, it's all because he has an extraordinary hobby for any poison. Poison is its food and the nutrient to increase its strength.
Therefore, it cannot calm down when encountering severe poisons, and it will not let go of even a little bit of poison.
"Dad, mom..."
After a while, the little boy became lively and looked like a normal naughty little boy.
"Junjun, my child."
"Miracle doctor, I kneel down for you."
The little boy's parents were unusually excited. They were not as excited as before. In the past, there were more people and more strength. Every household had five, six, seven or eight children. It felt like they could not survive the death.
But now they are basically only children, or at most two or three children, each of whom is very precious and regarded as their lifeblood.