"Is there a doctor? Is there a doctor? Someone here fainted!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, using Cantonese. Luo Tu looked at Ling Fei. Ling Fei paused slightly. He knew Cantonese. In the early stage of his mission after leaving the training camp, he met a killer from China, who spoke Cantonese. Ling Fei stayed with him for a long time, but he didn't know how to speak, but most of them understood.

"Want to go over?" Luo Tu couldn't help but say that Ling Fei wanted to go over like this.

Ling Fei didn't reply and turned around and walked towards the crowd. Since he met, he couldn't stand it and die. He was a doctor, and he had it too.

"Get out of the way." Ling Fei said lightly.

The people around looked at Ling Fei: "Are you a doctor?" As they said, they gave way. In fact, they didn't believe it. Ling Fei was too young and so handsome. In people's inherent concepts, Ling Fei was not like a doctor.

After getting out of the way, Ling Fei saw the situation inside. An old man fell to the ground, with wrinkles on his face and vicissitudes of life. The crutches were thrown aside. The old man was already in a coma, his lips were purple, but his face was extremely pale. Next to him was a middle-aged man and woman who looked like a couple. The man lay on the ground and fell down, constantly calling, while the woman frowned and looked at him, but she didn't move.

The dispersion of the crowd around allowed the couple to see Ling Fei walking over. The man hurriedly asked, "Little brother, are you a doctor?" The man used Mandarin.

"Yes." Ling Fei nodded faintly.

The woman frowned when she saw Ling Fei: "Can you do it? If you can't afford to cure my old man, you can't afford to pay for it, he can..."

When the man heard the woman's words, his face turned dark: "Shut up! How did you say it!" He came to see the doctor with kindness, and the woman's words meant to threaten Ling Fei.

"Little brother, don't mind, her mouth is just a suck." The man hurriedly hurt his wife so that Ling Fei's dissatisfaction was reduced.

"You!" The woman was furious when she heard this, "Dong Jialiang! What did you say, you have a habit..."

"I'll shut you up!" The man shouted, his eyes becoming more fierce. "If dad makes a mistake, I'll cut you off!"

Ling Fei didn't look at the woman, and didn't care what the two of them said, walked to the old man, reached out and grabbed his wrist, stretched out his fingers and placed them on the pulse.

"Huh?" The people around him frowned when they saw Ling Fei's movements. Ling Fei's method of taking pulses completely shows that he is a traditional Chinese medicine. In a modern city like Xiangjiang, most people believe in modern medicine and have a bad impression of traditional Chinese medicine.

The woman was even more displeased when she saw Ling Fei's movements. In addition, she was in a bad mood just now, so she couldn't hold her mouth: "It's best to cure the old man, not a pretender. If the old man is damaged, you can't think of it in this acre of three-point land in Xiangjiang."

Luo Tu has been staring at the couple from the beginning, not knowing what he was looking at...

"Can you shut up?" Dong Jialiang yelled, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"

The woman's face froze: "Dong Chengliang, I'm doing it for my father's sake. What if this guy is a liar? Look at him and he still takes his pulse. Are we rarely deceived by these so-called traditional Chinese medicine doctors this time?"

Dong Chengliang naturally knew that Ling Fei was a Chinese medicine doctor, and this trip was indeed deceived by traditional Chinese medicine doctors who were seeking fame, but what can he do now? Only Ling Fei is the only doctor.

"Shut up first and wait until the little brother finishes reading it." Dong Chengliang said.

The woman sneered: "Yes, don't blame me for not reminding you if something happens later. Anyway, your dad is not my real dad."

Dong Chengliang's face turned dark, and he raised his hand and wanted to slap her in the face. He could say such words. But now it is really hard to do it in public. You should not bring up your family's shame and endure it.

Ling Fei also finished the examination. He frowned slightly, was deeply poisoned, and the toxins were hidden and hidden in the meridians. Western medicine could not detect it. He could guess it from these two people. It should be because Western medicine could not find it and was desperate to find a Chinese medicine doctor, and then he was deceived.

"Little brother, how about it?" Dong Chengliang asked carefully. He was helpless. His father's condition was useless in any hospital in Xiangjiang. He asked folk remedies everywhere, but he was told that he had been poisoned and the Western doctor could not find out. So he took his father to the mainland, searching for national players everywhere but was deceived repeatedly. The condition became more and more serious. He could chat and laugh before going to the mainland, but after going there, he became more and more serious. Now he fainted from getting off the plane and was unconscious...

Ling Fei reached out and helped the old man up: "The poison is so poisonous that it is very serious. I'm afraid I'll tell you if I go to the hospital."

The woman sneered: "Sure enough, I'm afraid to hear what I said, so I dare not be confused? You still have some vision to see it. If you don't believe it, don't believe it, just say it."

When Dong Chengliang heard this, he felt a different meaning: "Little brother, what's wrong with it, do you have a way?"

Ling Fei did not answer, but said lightly: "Help him well."

A sense of joy surged in Dong Chengliang's heart: "Okay." He hurried forward to support the old man.

Ling Fei took out a box of golden needles and opened them. People around him looked at him. Are you preparing for acupuncture? Most of the people here are from Xiangjiang, and they respect modern medicine more. Naturally, they have heard of traditional Chinese medicine. They were curious when they saw Ling Fei take out the golden needles.

"Hey, hey, don't do anything randomly, if you stab the old man to death?"

This sentence was not said by a woman, but by a blonde man in his thirties wearing a suit and carrying a bag in his hand. He was a foreigner.

The woman was about to say this, but when she heard him, she immediately catered to her: "That's right, what if something happens, how can you compensate!"

Dong Chengliang stopped talking at this moment. To be honest, he was a little scared. After all, he had been cheated during this period, and all of them were traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, so he could not help but worry.

Everyone looked at the blonde man, and suddenly someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Hey, this is not the doctor abroad. I saw him in a report last time."

"Yes, it's the physician named Charles! He also published a paper, which is very famous."

"I heard that he has the opportunity to impact the Nobel Prize in Medicine in the future."

"But what he just said seemed to be Chinese. So he knows Chinese?"

The blonde man Charles looked at the golden needle in Ling Fei's hand and said disdainfulness. Western medicine and traditional Chinese medicine are almost natural enemies. No, in the eyes of Chinese people, they don't think so, because they don't think traditional Chinese medicine is a medical skill at all. They can't understand what the method of eating tree roots and leaves is like.

Therefore, when Charles saw Ling Fei's actions, he did not treat him as a doctor at all. This method can only be regarded as witchcraft in their understanding of thoughts.

When the woman heard the discussions of the people around her, she had also heard of Charles' name. Because of the old man's condition, they had checked a lot of information, among which Charles was a doctor they had checked and wanted to see.

"Sir, ma'am, if you two can trust me, let me try it?" Charles asked with a smile.

"Hmm, is that OK? That can't be better." The woman was surprised.

"Of course." Charles smiled, "But..." He glanced at Ling Fei, "There is no need to try such a strange thing, right?"

"Of course!" the woman responded, glanced at Ling Fei and said, "Hey, you can almost leave. There are doctors here, and they are internationally renowned internal medicine doctors. Oh, it's okay if you want to study here."

Dong Chengliang was hesitating now. Ling Fei came here kindly, and he was a little sad. As for medical skills, he still believed in Charles more. After all, he was an internationally renowned internal medicine doctor, and Ling Fei was just a young man. At least he could be an old doctor with white hair and beard, right?

Ling Fei glanced at them lightly. He saw the expressions of everyone, put away the golden needle, and said lightly: "Since that's the case, letting him treat it, an accident has nothing to do with me."

Ling Fei is not telling lies. Western medicine really cannot cure it. The two medical systems are different. Ling Fei probably cannot investigate this poison. It is probably bad to treat randomly. Now women are not happy with him, so Dong Chengliang is also hesitating. Why he still looks shy? It has nothing to do with him if he dies.
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