He kept coughing violently, and the wheezing sound in his lungs was so sharp that it pierced his throat. He was coughing and gasping for breath every minute, and he was probably still coughing as soon as he took one breath.

"Where are the patient's family members?" the fake doctor asked.

A thin and melancholy man said: "Hello, I am his son. My name is Li Jianniu."

"You are lucky." The fake miraculous doctor said, "This miraculous doctor is destined to be with him. Bring him here and let me heal him."

Li Jianniu looked unbelieving: "Where are you taking this person? How can I trust you?"

The fake miracle doctor frowned: "I see that your family is not very wealthy, so here is a free opportunity..."

"It's free. There are no good things that are free in this world. Don't lie to us country people who are ignorant."

Another man in worse clothes came up and knelt down: "Miracle doctor, my father is also ill, so I can't help him. I believe you."

Li Jianniu laughed and said: "You are so poor that you want to believe anyone who comes on the road, but your father is like this, even gods can't save him."

The miracle doctor asked: "Where is your father?"

The man pointed outside the medical center. His father was even more seriously ill. He was brought here on a bullock cart. He was almost dying. The medical center was too dirty and he refused to let him in. He took one look and said there was no need to treat him, so he took him home to wait.

Die.

That person coughed more violently and vomited blood as he coughed, but the sound was not loud. Apparently he had no strength to even cough.

The doctor accompanying the fourth master looked at his complexion, felt his pulse with a handkerchief in disgust, and nodded to the fourth master. This was indeed an incurable disease, and he was about to die.

The fake miracle doctor looked kind at this moment, and asked the neighbor to bring him a bowl of noodle soup, and took the medicine with warm water. When the medicine was gone, the man became quiet, looked much better, and his cough was lessened.

It didn't take long before he actually fell asleep. The man's son said that his father had been unable to sleep all day and all night because of coughing. It had been almost half a year. He didn't expect to fall asleep so quickly now.

The doctor in attendance said it was amazing.

It's so amazing.

This medicine is simply a miracle medicine.

The fake god was still a little jealous and said: "No, no mortal can afford this kind of medicine. He is lucky."

The fourth master was still a little worried, so he took the initiative to bear the cost of that person's medicine and asked his own doctor to follow up and treat him.

The people at the medical clinic also wanted to witness the miracle, so they asked people to carry the man back to their own medical clinic. However, the man was too dirty. The medical clinic also gave him a bath and changed into clean old clothes. In short, he took care of it.

Like a human being.

The people at the medical center said that they knew it was not appropriate for the patient to take a bath, but if he didn't take a bath, he really couldn't be carried into his home because he was too dirty.

I continued to take the prescription for treating cough for five days, and ate a very normal diet of porridge and steamed buns every day. Within a few days, the person who was judged to be dead came out of the door alive, leaning on his own legs, shivering.

What does this mean?

It shows that this black medicine is also effective, and it is not a trauma medicine, it is obviously a miracle medicine that brings the dead back to life.

When the fake miracle doctor and his team checked the results after five days, Li Jiancheng saw the fake miracle doctor this time and knelt down to ask for medicine.

But he was already bleeding, so the fake miracle doctor wouldn't give him medicine: "Boy, that medicine costs ten thousand taels of silver each. This man is very lucky, and you still think that this kind of thing happens every day."
Chapter completed!