Only then did Mu Xiaoyu realize that the middle-aged woman with a perm in front of him was also the child of Mr. Zhao.
"Mr. Zhao, you have to believe me. I am the attending physician of the People's Hospital. This should be true, right? How could I harm the old man?"
Mu Xiaoyu's face was full of sincerity, she really wanted to cure Mr. Zhao.
"Where's the security? Drive these two idlers out immediately!"
Zhao Juyan shouted to the people outside.
"You don't need to rush us, we'll go on our own." Feng Lin took Mu Xiaoyu's arm.
"Feng Lin, what are you doing? You clearly promised me!"
Mu Xiaoyu's eyes were slightly red, and he held Feng Lin tightly, refusing to let him go.
"Can't you see it yet? They have no intention of treating him at all. They are just waiting for the old man to die and divide the family property."
Feng Lin pointed at the people present. There were seven people in total here, large and small.
Among them were three middle-aged people who looked similar and should be brothers and sisters.
Two men and one woman.
With all three of them present, there is a high probability that this is the case.
"You brat! Why are you talking? Someone is here! Get out of here!"
Zhao Juyan shouted at the top of his lungs.
Two security guards came from outside the door and strode towards Feng Lin.
"go out!"
A middle-aged man sitting on the sofa stood up and waved to the security guard.
This middle-aged man is the youngest of the three middle-aged men. He is wearing a designer suit and looks to be in his forties.
His name is Zhao Yue, and he is the youngest son of Mr. Zhao.
"Zhao Yue, what do you mean? This kid insulted us. Is it wrong for me to drive him away?"
Zhao Juyan asked with an unhappy expression.
"Sister, maybe there is something we can do?" Zhao Yue said with a smile.
"Dr. Mu, let me tell you the truth. I found a better doctor, Professor Zhang Kui of contemporary medicine."
Zhao Ji came over and said, "I believe Dr. Mu should have heard of it, right?"
"It's actually Master Zhang Kui?"
Mu Xiaoyu was shocked. This was a world-famous master of traditional Chinese medicine.
He is currently a professor at the National Medical College, has written many medical books, and has also refined some traditional medicines.
Among them are the most common fever and cold medicines.
"He just talked to me on the phone, and he calculated that the time should be up soon. How do you think Dr. Mu compares with Mr. Zhang Kui?"
Zhao Ji smiled lightly.
"Mr. Zhao, how can a junior like me dare to compete with contemporary masters? In this case, I am relieved."
Mu Xiaoyu glanced at Feng Lin and whispered, "Look, I misunderstood him."
Just then, an old man with a goatee came outside the door.
He has fair hair and a boyish face, and wears ordinary black clothes.
Behind him were two women, probably around thirty years old.
It looked like they were acting as nurses. The two women were carrying medical kits respectively.
"Mr. Zhang Kui! You are finally here."
Zhao Ji saw the old man in front of him and immediately went to greet him.
"Brother, how much did you spend to really invite Mr. Zhang Kui here?"
Zhao Juyan also smiled.
"Zhao Yiqiang and I are old acquaintances. Do you think you can buy me money?"
Zhang Kui gently stroked his beard, his face full of pride.
"Haha! Mr. Zhang Kui is right. How can a big shot like you be short of money?"
Zhao Juyan smiled apologetically, she also knew this person before.
Not to mention the Zhao family, even the CEOs of Fortune 500 companies all respected him.
This kind of doctor can save lives.
Which of today's big businessmen doesn't want to live longer?
"Stop talking nonsense, let me see the patient quickly."
Zhang Kui said calmly.
"Look at me, I've forgotten my business. Sir, please come with me!"
Zhao Ji smiled and led the way.
Zhang Kui and the two nurses behind him followed.
Seeing this, Mu Xiaoyu also followed behind everyone.
"What are you doing? Mr. Zhang Kui is here, and you still won't leave?"
Zhao Juyan glared at Mu Xiaoyu and Feng Lin with dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"Mr. Zhang Kui, I am the attending physician at the local people's hospital. I would like to come with you and have a look. Is that okay?"
Mu Xiaoyu bowed his head very respectfully.
This is a true master, certified by the state, and who knows how much higher than Feng Lin.
She also wanted to see how strong this master was.
"Such a young attending physician? You can, but you can only look and you can't make a sound."
Zhang Kui said calmly.
"Thank you sir!"
Mu Xiaoyu was overjoyed.
Zhang Kui had already spoken, but Zhao Juyan was too embarrassed to say anything.
Feng Lin was regarded as Mu Xiaoyu's man and walked in naturally.
In the bedroom on the side of the villa, when I opened the door, I immediately smelled the smell of medicine.
Lying on the hospital bed next to him was a bald old man with an oxygen tube on his nose.
Feng Lin just walked in and slapped his nose a few times.
As soon as you enter the door, you can smell the smell of those playing with bugs.
As expected, this old man was not ill, but possessed by a poison.
It seems that this so-called miracle doctor has nothing to do.
Zhao Yiqiang, who was lying on the hospital bed, glanced at the people who came in. His throat moved a few times, but he only made a hoarse whine.
"Old Zhao! Stop talking and let me take a look."
Zhang Kui walked over, and the nurse on the side immediately brought him a chair.
Another nurse opened the medicine box and took out all the medical equipment inside.
Zhang Kui sat down and took Zhang Kui's pulse first.
He frowned, turned around and said, "Bring me Lao Zhao's physical examination report."
"good!"
Zhao Ji immediately took out all of Zhao Yiqiang's physical examination reports from the bag next to him.
Zhang Kui carefully observed the physical examination report, his brows gradually knitted together.
Zhao Yue immediately asked from the side: "Sir, how are you doing?"
"Why."
Zhang Kui sighed deeply.
Hearing this sigh, several people present tensed up.
"There is no problem with the body, and there is no problem with the physical examination. In this situation...it is obvious that his life span is over."
Zhang Kui shook his head.
"dad!"
Zhao Juyan immediately lay down in front of Zhao Yiqiang's hospital bed and shouted.
"Sir! That's not right. Since it's the end of his life, why did he vomit blood from time to time before and now he can't use his throat?"
Mu Xiaoyu asked from the side.
"Are you questioning me? Isn't it normal for old age to cause internal organ failure and vomiting blood?"
Zhang Kui glanced at Mu Xiaoyu expressionlessly.
"Bold! You, a little doctor, dare to doubt a national-level professor?"
Zhao Juyan also pointed at Mu Xiaoyu and shouted.
"Woo! Woo..."
At this time, Zhao Yiqiang, who was lying on the hospital bed, made a sound.
"Look! My dad is trying to hurt you, why don't you get out!" Zhao Juyan said sternly.
"Haha! This is a miracle doctor. I think you are a quack, right?"
Feng Lin put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at Zhang Kui with a smile.
"You are presumptuous!"
Zhao Ji looked cold, "Get out of here right now! Otherwise I'll call the police!"
"Don't! I like to argue with juniors." Zhang Kui looked at Feng Lin indifferently and said condescendingly, "Call me a quack. Get evidence."
"good!"
Feng Lin stepped forward and suddenly grabbed Zhao Yiqiang's wrist with force, causing the other person's whole hand to become congested with blood.
Feng Lin took out a silver needle and pricked it on Zhao Yiqiang's fingertip. Dark yellow liquid flowed out from the fingertip.
"Miracle doctor, please tell me, since he is aging naturally, why is his blood this color?"
Feng Lin asked with a calm expression.
"this……"
My pupils suddenly shrank, how could this be possible?