Mr. Jiang’s family members seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and looked over with hope.

This...

Not a doctor?

Although Cao Weidong is plainly dressed, his appearance is incredible. If you throw him into a crowd and glance at him, he will easily stand out from the crowd.

It’s just that this person is not a doctor.

Mr. Jiang’s family members were overjoyed but could not hide their disappointment.

If they hadn't seen Tian Jinguang standing next to them, they would have lost their temper and kicked Cao Weidong out.

A middle-aged man frowned and said seriously.

"Little brother, do you know what you are talking about?"

Cao Weidong ignored the middle-aged man and walked up to Mr. Jiang. He first looked at his eyelids and then stretched out his hand to touch his veins with a solemn expression.

A flash of anger flashed across the middle-aged man's face.

Just when he was about to get angry, Tian Jinguang stopped him.

"Brother Jiang, don't get excited. This is the doctor I specially invited for Mr. Jiang."

He is a businessman with a sharp mind, and he can take the credit for saving people in advance in just a few words.

The middle-aged man is Jiang Zhengang, the eldest son of Mr. Jiang.

He frowned.

"Brother Tian, ​​what's going on?"

Tian Jinguang had great confidence in Cao Weidong and made up a story smoothly.

"After I learned that Mr. Tian was ill, I didn't want to eat or drink, so I searched everywhere for an expert hermit who could cure Mr. Jiang. Finally, God paid off and I finally found him..."

"This master is called Cao Weidong. Master Cao is proficient in the art of Yin and Yang Feng Shui, and he can definitely save Jiang Laoyuezi."

Jiang Zhengang is doubtful.

For things that doctors can’t do, can a Feng Shui master help?

.......

At the same time, Cao Weidong has completed the diagnosis.

Mr. Jiang is really too old, and the functions of various organs in his body have declined. It can be said that he has exhausted his energy.

Being able to persist until now is already a miracle of life.

It's just that Cao Weidong can't give up like this.

He has a reason to save Mr. Jiang.

Think for a moment.

Cao Weidong thought of a magical medicine in his portable space.

He copied this based on an ancient residual recipe, which is both a tonic and a poison.

The name is Huanyang Pill.

It’s just the effect...

After thinking clearly, Cao Weidong raised his head.

"I can!"

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Zhengang's eyes lit up!

This was the most comfortable sentence he heard today.

After the old man fell ill, the doctors would only say:

"I can't guarantee it!"

"The old man is basically hopeless."

"Get ready for the funeral..."

……

Jiang Zhengang was annoyed, but there was nothing he could do.

These are the top doctors he can hire.

They all announced to give up, which means that Mr. Jiang really has no hope.

But Cao Weidong said something.

"I can!"

Although there are only three short words, they weigh as much as a thousand catties!

Not only Jiang Zhengang.

The Jiang family members, as well as the girl Jiang Ya, all looked at Cao Weidong with hope.

……

"Haha, I'm afraid you didn't come to Jiang's house to show off, right?"

A cold voice sounded nearby.

The speaker was a somewhat bald doctor.

Looking at Cao Weidong's handsome appearance, he was filled with jealousy.

He didn't believe that Cao Weidong had the ability to revive patients like them who had been sentenced to death by the best doctors in Hong Kong.

However, he also thought of another possibility!

Holy stick!

Cheating!

The doctor sneered a few times and planned to make something clear.

Cao Weidong said calmly.

"Mr. Jiang is already like this, what else can you do?"

The doctor shook his head and said calmly.

"Mr. Jiang is already very old, his oil has run out, his lamp has dried up, and it is difficult to cure him with medicine and stone."

Others also nodded.

"Mr. Jiang is hopeless. It is impossible to save people. It is simply nonsense."

Cao Weidong laughed.

He has nothing to say to these people.

He said directly and coldly.

"Since you have no choice, why don't you let me try? Maybe I can bring Mr. Jiang back from the gate of hell."

After a pause, Cao Weidong said in a long and flattering tone.

"Are you afraid that if I really save Mr. Jiang, you will lose face?"

These doctors were speechless by Cao Weidong.

Jiang Zhengang said with a cold face.

"Everyone, please stop arguing."

"Master Cao, do you really have a way to save the old man?"

Cao Weidong said firmly.

"I can."

Jiang Zhengang made the decision immediately.

"Okay, I'd like to ask Master Cao to take action. Don't worry, my Jiang family will be very grateful to you afterwards."

Many doctors stood by and watched with cold eyes, intending to see what method Cao Weidong would use to save people.

Cao Weidong glanced at them and said with a smile.

"Mr. Jiang, there are idle people waiting here, and I have no intention of treating illnesses and saving lives."

The faces of these doctors were darkened.

What is an idler?

Why are we just waiting around?

Jiang Zhengang heard Xian's intention. He glanced at the doctors and said politely.

"Thank you for your hard work. I've asked people to prepare tea in the reception room. Please move on."
To be continued...