Zhang Kui immediately took out the cotton wool and wiped Zhao Yiqiang's fingers. The color was more obvious on the white cotton.
Not just a collapse.
Mu Xiaoyu next to him also covered his mouth in shock.
How can it be?
Why was it not detected during the blood test?
As for Zhao Yiqiang’s three children, they are also incredible.
"Now that I say you are a quack, do you admit it?"
Feng Lin let go of Zhao Yiqiang's hand. As the color of the other's palm gradually recovered, the dark yellow in the wound turned into blood again.
"Impossible! If it is a disease, it can be detected by a physical examination!"
Zhang’s collapse is still unbelievable to this day.
"It's not impossible, it's just that you don't understand."
Feng Lin pulled out two silver needles and pierced Zhao Yiqiang's throat, "Say something."
"I...can I speak?"
Zhao Yiqiang's eyes widened in shock. Although his voice was very hoarse, everyone could hear it clearly.
"Dad! Can you speak now?"
Zhao Juyan was the first to throw herself on the bed.
"Hmph! Don't misinterpret me. Doctor Mu spent a lot of time on me. What's your attitude?"
Zhao Yiqiang snorted coldly. He just wanted Zhao Juyan to shut up when he spoke.
But she translated it as, "Tell Mu Xiaoyu to get lost."
Zhao Juyan immediately lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
"Old Zhao, can you really speak?"
Zhang Kui stared at Zhao Yiqiang's neck and said in surprise: "This is obviously not an acupuncture point, is it possible... are there other acupuncture points that I don't know about?"
"There are still many things you don't know. Come out, I will treat this person!"
Feng Lin stood with his hands behind his hands and said expressionlessly.
"Sir, can you let me start?"
Zhang Kui looked at Feng Lin respectfully, not caring about his identity at all.
As a medical madman, he is naturally aloof.
When faced with doubts from juniors, I usually show disdain, but today I met a real master.
Acupuncture points in traditional Chinese medicine that have not been developed yet!
This is simply a treasure to him.
Mu Xiaoyu moved her throat. She was about to say that she also wanted to stay here.
But Feng Lin said: "I don't need you, I can do it alone."
"Old Zhang, go out, I still hope to see this young miracle doctor slap you in the face, haha... cough cough!"
Zhao Yiqiang was smiling when he suddenly coughed.
"You old boy!"
Zhang Kui shook his head, then bowed his head respectfully to Feng Lin, "I'm waiting outside, sir."
"You all get out."
Zhao Yiqiang looked at the people around him again.
Several people also followed Zhang Kui and left.
Only Mu Xiaoyu took a deep look at Feng Lin, wondering what kind of person this person was.
Even Zhang Kui is not as good as him?
However, nothing can be explained now. Curing it is the real thing.
Mu Xiaoyu was the last to leave and closed the door.
Feng Lin sat on the chair next to him, crossed his legs and asked, "What do you think is wrong with you?"
Zhao Yiqiang glanced at Feng Lin and smiled bitterly, "As Lao Zhang said, life is over."
It's no wonder he thought so. He went to several major hospitals for examinations and they all said there was nothing wrong.
"When did this condition begin?"
Feng Lin continued to ask.
"About two weeks." Zhao Yiqiang thought for a while and said.
"Let me tell you, you have been poisoned. Simply understand that you have been poisoned, not that your life span has expired."
Feng Lin explained calmly.
"What? Poisoned?"
Zhao Yiqiang's eyes widened.
"good."
Feng Lin suddenly discovered that the Ashes Holy Gu had been actively trembling on the tip of his little finger on his left hand.
He hesitated for a moment before releasing a pair of holy Gu.
The black light spot entered Zhao Yiqiang's neck in the blink of an eye.
Feng Lin frowned and immediately put his hand on Zhao Yiqiang's neck.
I found that it was very hot there, and I could still feel the poison that was escaping in all directions.
"Are you eating?"
Feng Lin was shocked, so he released another pair of Ashes Holy Gu.
Sure enough, these two also entered Zhao Yiqiang's neck instantly.
Feel carefully, these four Holy Ash Gu are devouring other Gus.
"Sir, my body is so hot, it seems like it's burning."
Zhao Yiqiang took a deep breath and said in a low voice.
"Bear it!"
Feng Lin pulled out a few more silver needles and stabbed him all over his body to reduce the pain in his body.
Sure enough, Zhao Yiqiang became quiet again.
Buzz!
In just thirty or forty seconds, four holy Gu flew out of his body and landed in Feng Lin's palm.
Finally it got into the tip of his little finger.
Feng Lin immediately checked Zhao Yiqiang's body and couldn't help but marveled that the poison was gone.
If he used the medical skills Feng Jue taught him, he would be in trouble for a while.
I didn't expect to use these Ashes Holy Gu in just a few dozen seconds.
As expected of a holy Gu, he actually treats other Gu as food.
Only then did Feng Lin understand why the Ashes Holy Gu allowed Chi Ling to take action in person.
After pulling out all these silver needles and inserting them into his belt, Feng Lin asked lightly: "How do you feel?"
"I feel...sir, my body seems to be much lighter!"
Zhao Yiqiang directly took off the oxygen tube from his nose and shook his body gently. He felt that he was better.
"You're almost fine."
Feng Lin chuckled, this trip was considered worthwhile, and he knew the function of the Ashes Holy Gu.
"A miraculous doctor! He really is a miraculous doctor!"
Zhao Yiqiang gave Feng Lin a thumbs up.
"Don't be too happy too early. Think carefully, who have you met in the past half month?"
Feng Lin paused and said, "Let me tell you my suspicion first. The person who bewitched you is one of your three children."
"Why did you say this, sir?"
Zhao Yiqiang supported his body, sat up and asked.
"If I were a Gu cultivator and you provoked me, I would let you die the next day. Why bother myself and make you look like a natural death?"
Feng Lin smiled and spread his hands.
"Natural death?"
Zhao Yiqiang said to himself in a deep voice, this is indeed the truth.
If he died suddenly without making a will, the major shareholders of the Zhao family enterprise would definitely get wind of it.
It is very detrimental to the three heirs of the Zhao family.
Only by letting him die naturally would he make a will and settle his three children.
In fact, he had secretly written a will with the help of Mu Xiaoyu a few days ago.
"Who do you think sir is?"
Zhao Yiqiang asked coldly. He really didn't dare to think that it was his own child who wanted him to die.
"How do I know? This is our first time meeting."
Feng Lin rolled his eyes, "Think carefully first, who did you meet half a month ago?"
"The day before I got sick, there were many people at our company's annual meeting to congratulate me."
Zhao Yiqiang pondered for a long time before speaking eloquently.
"Otherwise, I say your disease can be cured, but it requires long-term recovery. I think the person who takes action should take action."
Feng Lin gave Zhao Yiqiang an idea.
"This is a good idea, just listen to sir."
Zhao Yiqiang nodded.
After the two discussed it, Feng Lin walked out and opened the door.
Several people waiting in the living room saw Feng Lin coming out and immediately went to greet him.
"Sir, how is it?"
Zhao Ji asked quickly.
"I've already taken action, what else can you do?"
Feng Lin moved out of the way and said calmly.
Everyone discovered that Zhao Yiqiang's oxygen tube had been removed and he was now sitting on the bed.
