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Chapter 170 The boy who was poisoned!

"If you don't believe it, there's nothing you can do about it. This child is possessed by an evil spirit. His breath is weak and his yang energy is insufficient, but his body has no problems at all. It can only be said that he is possessed by an evil spirit."

Lin Zifeng listened to the conversation in the ward and felt a little curious. It was indeed rare to see a patient possessed by an evil spirit. He couldn't help but stretch his head and look over.

There were three people in the ward, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat, and a young man in a suit and tie who looked a bit like a sales manager.

Lying on the hospital bed was a little boy. This little boy's breath was weak and his yang energy was insufficient. It was exactly the same as what he had just heard the doctor say.

However, this little boy is not possessed by an evil spirit, but by a poison. ??

"Is it Gu insect again?"

Lin Zifeng was a little surprised. Now he was no stranger to Gu insects. After all, he had fought against Gu masters twice.

"He's not possessed by an evil spirit, he's just possessed by a poison." Lin Zifeng, a kind-hearted doctor, reminded him.

After Lin Zifeng finished speaking, the middle-aged doctor and the young man in a suit looked over at the same time. When they saw that Lin Zifeng was just a young man, the young man in a suit yelled angrily:

"What are you talking about? Don't pretend to understand if you don't understand."

The middle-aged doctor was much more humble than the young man in a suit. He said hurriedly: "What did you see, little friend?"

Lin Zifeng said calmly: "You use silver needles to prick his four acupoints: Baihui, Tianchong, Hanshan, and Huiting."

The middle-aged doctor was a little hesitant, but the young man in a suit said angrily: "You brat, who are you? What qualifications do you have to judge here? This is the son of the director of the Shu City Health Bureau. If you can tell the doctor something, what are you doing?"

I can’t even afford to pay for my life.”

When the middle-aged doctor heard that the other party was actually the son of the Director of the Health Bureau, he immediately became scared.

The Health Bureau is only in charge of their hospitals, clinics, etc. If you come to a hospital that is not hygienically

If you check the rules or something, Jirentang can be closed down in a matter of minutes.

"It turns out to be Director Lu's son. We at Jirentang are really helpless. Please send him to Shucheng First People's Hospital for rescue."

The middle-aged doctor himself no longer dares to treat the disease, and just wants to get rid of this scourge as soon as possible.

If the son of the Director of Health Bureau dies in their Jirentang, then their Jirentang will basically be doomed.

The young man in the suit looked stiff and said angrily: "Do you think I didn't go? I just sent it from over there. I don't care what you think of, Mr. Lu must be cured."

The middle-aged doctor's expression suddenly became extremely ugly. Their Jirentang hospital was indeed outstanding, but to say it was better than Shucheng First People's Hospital was nonsense.

"There is really no way to do this. The First People's Hospital can't cure it. If you count on me, I can't do it either."

The middle-aged doctor is really in trouble and can't explain how he got into such a thing.

Suddenly, he thought of what Lin Zifeng had just said about the little boy being poisoned, and immediately set his sights on Lin Zifeng.

"Little brother, can you cure this little boy's disease? Why don't you give it a try?"

The middle-aged doctor had his mind set on Lin Zifeng. If Lin Zifeng got an injection, then he could shift all the responsibility to Lin Zifeng.

In this way, he would not have to take any responsibility and let Lin Zifeng take the blame.

The young man in a suit looked at Lin Zifeng, frowned, and said, "You just said that our young master was poisoned? Then come and cure our young master. If you can't cure it, I will make you look good."

Lin Zifeng shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not a doctor here, so I have no responsibility to help him treat his illness."

If they had a better attitude, Lin Zifeng might take action, but they all asked him to take action with the idea of ​​letting Lin Zifeng take the blame. Lin Zifeng was not a fool who allowed himself to be manipulated. "If you don't believe it, there's nothing you can do about it. This kid is possessed by evil spirits.

My breath is weak and my yang energy is insufficient, but my body has no problems at all. It can only be said that I am possessed by evil spirits."

Lin Zifeng listened to the conversation in the ward and felt a little curious. It was indeed rare to see a patient possessed by an evil spirit. He couldn't help but stretch his head and look over.

There were three people in the ward, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat, and a young man in a suit and tie who looked a bit like a sales manager.

Lying on the hospital bed was a little boy. This little boy's breath was weak and his yang energy was insufficient. It was exactly the same as what he had just heard the doctor say.

However, this little boy was not possessed by an evil spirit, but by a poison.

"Is it Gu insect again?"

Lin Zifeng was a little surprised. Now he was no stranger to Gu insects. After all, he had fought against Gu masters twice. .??.??

"He's not possessed by an evil spirit, he's just possessed by a poison." Lin Zifeng, a kind-hearted doctor, reminded him.

After Lin Zifeng finished speaking, the middle-aged doctor and the young man in a suit looked over at the same time. When they saw that Lin Zifeng was just a young man, the young man in a suit yelled angrily:

"What are you talking about? Don't pretend to understand if you don't understand."

The middle-aged doctor was much more humble than the young man in a suit. He said hurriedly: "What did you see, little friend?"

Lin Zifeng said calmly: "You use silver needles to prick his four acupoints: Baihui, Tianchong, Hanshan, and Huiting."

The middle-aged doctor was a little hesitant, but the young man in a suit said angrily: "You brat, who are you? What qualifications do you have to judge here? This is the son of the director of the Shu City Health Bureau. If you can tell the doctor something, what are you doing?"

I can’t even afford to pay for my life.”

When the middle-aged doctor heard that the other party was actually the son of the Director of the Health Bureau, he immediately became scared.

The Health Bureau is only in charge of their hospitals, clinics, etc. If you come to a hospital that is not hygienically

If you check the rules or something, Jirentang can be closed down in a matter of minutes.

"It turns out to be Director Lu's son. We at Jirentang are really helpless. Please send him to Shucheng First People's Hospital for rescue."

The middle-aged doctor himself no longer dares to treat the disease, and just wants to get rid of this scourge as soon as possible.

If the son of the Director of Health Bureau dies in their Jirentang, then their Jirentang will basically be doomed.

The young man in the suit looked stiff and said angrily: "Do you think I didn't go? I just sent it from over there. I don't care what you think of, Mr. Lu must be cured."

The middle-aged doctor's expression suddenly became extremely ugly. Their Jirentang hospital was indeed outstanding, but to say it was better than Shucheng First People's Hospital was nonsense.

"There is really no way to do this. The First People's Hospital can't cure it. If you count on me, I can't do it either."

The middle-aged doctor is really in trouble and can't explain how he got into such a thing.

Suddenly, he thought of what Lin Zifeng had just said about the little boy being poisoned, and immediately set his sights on Lin Zifeng.

"Little brother, can you cure this little boy's disease? Why don't you give it a try?"

The middle-aged doctor had his mind set on Lin Zifeng. If Lin Zifeng got an injection, then he could shift all the responsibility to Lin Zifeng.

In this way, he would not have to take any responsibility and let Lin Zifeng take the blame.

The young man in a suit looked at Lin Zifeng, frowned, and said, "You just said that our young master was poisoned? Then come and cure our young master. If you can't cure it, I will make you look good."

Lin Zifeng shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not a doctor here, so I have no responsibility to help him treat his illness."
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