Lin Zifeng was stunned for a moment. Looking at Mu Qingyu who was so anxious, he waved his hand casually and said: "There is no need for money. If you hadn't taken me to borrow a silver needle when I was in the hospital, I wouldn't have

Maybe my sister’s disease can be cured so quickly.”

This kindness may be insignificant to other people, but to Lin Zifeng, the favor must be repaid.

Thinking of this, Lin Zifeng said again: "Let's do it. I'll help you treat your brother's disease for a hundred yuan."

Although Tianhan is a rare disease, the treatment method is not complicated. Even if it is acupuncture, it only requires three injections and some Chinese medicine to basically recover.

Mu Qingyu cried with joy. She worked hard for her brother's illness, but it never got better. Deep down in her heart, she was almost giving up.

However, more than a week ago, Mu Qingyu saw Lin Zifeng in the hospital first using silver needles to cure Lin Qingqing's brain congestion, and then cured the little boy who had toxins entering his heart.

This made Mu Qingyu seem to see hope.

However, Xiao Tianhan's first move was to give Lin Zifeng 10 million in medical fees. Mu Qingyu looked at her 120,000 in savings and still didn't say anything. After all, the price gap was too big.

But today she met Lin Zifeng at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and what Hua Lao had just told her after treatment that her brother's condition had worsened and she needed to find a way to have surgery as soon as possible, which forced Mu Qingyu to plead with Lin Zifeng.

"One hundred yuan, Doctor Lin, don't tease me. Last time, Boss Xiao gave you tens of millions of dollars for consultation."

Mu Qingyu was a little unbelievable. She suddenly thought of something.

Lin Zifeng is willing to help him like this, maybe he is interested in...

Thinking in her heart, Mu Qingyu lowered her head and glanced at her fair skin and proud figure. It seemed reasonable that Lin Zifeng would take a fancy to her.

Gritting her teeth, Mu Qingyu thought to herself: "If he really wants to make that kind of request, for the sake of my brother, I can't be too selfish."

"Besides, Dr. Lin seems to be pretty good too. He's young.

Qing Qing has excellent medical skills and is a bit handsome. If I could be her girlfriend..."

Thinking of this, a blush appeared on Mu Qingyu's pretty face unconsciously: Mu Qingyu, Mu Qingyu, what are you thinking about? How can someone like Doctor Lin be really with you.

Mu Qingyu was thinking wildly in her mind, but Mr. Hua beside him frowned and asked, "Xiaoyu, who is this person? At such a young age, he can actually be called a medical saint."

Hua Lao was simply surprised. In the entire Daxia Kingdom, there were only a handful of Chinese medicine practitioners who deserved the title of Medical Saint, not to mention that Lin Zifeng was still so young.

"Mr. Hua, this is Lin Zifeng, the medical sage. I told you about the sister who cured cerebral congestion with silver needles and the little boy who used silver needles to enter the heart."

As soon as Mu Qingyu said these words, Hua Lao was even more shocked. When Mu Qingyu mentioned Lin Zifeng's deeds, he thought that Lin Zifeng might be in his fifties.

But now it seems that he is only in his early twenties.

In this world, is there really such a powerful medical saint in his early twenties?

"Old Hua Haiyuan, I heard Xiao Yu mention the name of the Medical Saint, and I have admired him for a long time."

Mr. Hua was very polite, even a little respectful.

He believed that Mu Qingyu was not a rude person and would not make fun of medical saints. The person in front of him must have something special about him.

Lin Zifeng smiled faintly, "Thank you, Mr. Hua. I'm in a hurry today. I wonder if I can borrow Mr. Hua's silver needles. I'll give Dr. Mu's brother acupuncture."

Hua Lao paused in his steps, turned his eyes in a circle, and had the idea of ​​​​testing Lin Zifeng.

He knew that Lin Zifeng had superb medical skills, but to what extent he had no idea.

"Of course. Doctor Lin, please wait a moment. I'm going to get the silver needle right now."

Hua Lao turned around and left, went up to the second floor, and not long after, he saw Hua Lao coming down with a wooden box in his hands.

Lin Zifeng narrowed his eyes: I'm afraid this set of silver needles is not simple! Lin Zifeng was stunned for a moment. Looking at Mu Qingyu who was so anxious, he waved his hand casually and said: "There is no need for money, in the hospital

If you hadn't taken me to borrow a silver needle when I was pregnant, I wouldn't have been able to cure my sister's illness so quickly."

This kindness may be insignificant to other people, but to Lin Zifeng, the favor must be repaid.

Thinking of this, Lin Zifeng said again: "Let's do it. I'll help you treat your brother's disease for a hundred yuan."

Although Tianhan is a rare disease, the treatment method is not complicated. Even if it is acupuncture, it only requires three injections and some Chinese medicine to basically recover.

Mu Qingyu cried with joy. She worked hard for her brother's illness, but it never got better. Deep down in her heart, she was almost giving up.

However, more than a week ago, Mu Qingyu saw Lin Zifeng in the hospital first using silver needles to cure Lin Qingqing's brain congestion, and then cured the little boy who had toxins entering his heart.

This made Mu Qingyu seem to see hope.

However, Xiao Tianhan's first move was to give Lin Zifeng 10 million in medical fees. Mu Qingyu looked at her 120,000 in savings and still didn't say anything. After all, the price gap was too big.

But today she met Lin Zifeng at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and what Hua Lao had just told her after treatment that her brother's condition had worsened and she needed to find a way to have surgery as soon as possible, which forced Mu Qingyu to plead with Lin Zifeng.

"One hundred yuan, Doctor Lin, don't tease me. Last time, Boss Xiao gave you tens of millions of dollars for consultation."

Mu Qingyu was a little unbelievable. She suddenly thought of something.

Lin Zifeng is willing to help him like this, maybe he is interested in...

Thinking in her heart, Mu Qingyu lowered her head and glanced at her fair skin and proud figure. It seemed reasonable that Lin Zifeng would take a fancy to her.

Gritting her teeth, Mu Qingyu thought to herself: "If he really wants to make that kind of request, for the sake of my brother, I can't be too selfish."

"Besides, Dr. Lin seems to be pretty good too. He's young.

Qing Qing has excellent medical skills and is a bit handsome. If I could be her girlfriend..."

Thinking of this, a blush appeared on Mu Qingyu's pretty face unconsciously: Mu Qingyu, Mu Qingyu, what are you thinking about? How can someone like Doctor Lin be really with you.

Mu Qingyu was thinking wildly in her mind, but Mr. Hua beside him frowned and asked, "Xiaoyu, who is this person? At such a young age, he can actually be called a medical saint."

Hua Lao was simply surprised. In the entire Daxia Kingdom, there were only a handful of Chinese medicine practitioners who deserved the title of Medical Saint, not to mention that Lin Zifeng was still so young.

"Mr. Hua, this is Lin Zifeng, the medical sage. I told you about the sister who cured cerebral congestion with silver needles and the little boy who used silver needles to enter the heart."

As soon as Mu Qingyu said these words, Hua Lao was even more shocked. When Mu Qingyu mentioned Lin Zifeng's deeds, he thought that Lin Zifeng might be in his fifties.

But now it seems that he is only in his early twenties.

In this world, is there really such a powerful medical saint in his early twenties?

"Old Hua Haiyuan, I heard Xiao Yu mention the name of the Medical Saint, and I have admired him for a long time."

Mr. Hua was very polite, even a little respectful.

He believed that Mu Qingyu was not a rude person and would not make fun of medical saints. The person in front of him must have something special about him.

Lin Zifeng smiled faintly, "Thank you, Mr. Hua. I'm in a hurry today. I wonder if I can borrow Mr. Hua's silver needles. I'll give Dr. Mu's brother acupuncture."

Hua Lao paused in his steps, turned his eyes in a circle, and had the idea of ​​​​testing Lin Zifeng.

He knew that Lin Zifeng had superb medical skills, but to what extent he had no idea.

"Of course. Doctor Lin, please wait a moment. I'm going to get the silver needle right now."

Hua Lao turned around and left, went up to the second floor, and not long after, he saw Hua Lao coming down with a wooden box in his hands.
Chapter completed!