Ling Fei put away the golden needle and stood up slowly, without saying a word, and said to Luo Tu: "Let's go."

"Haha, let's be mysterious, leave quickly." The woman sneered.

Dong Chengliang's face kept changing, and he suddenly stood up and said, "Little brother, sorry, you are also kind. Well, this is my business card. If you have anything unfair to deal with in Xiangjiang, you can find me."

Dong Chengliang's mind was very fast, and he wanted to use this method to stabilize Ling Fei. At this stage, he naturally believed in Charles more. After all, his reputation is famous all over the world. What is Ling Fei? But he was also afraid of accidents. What if Charles couldn't be cured? Ling Fei was clearly confident in treating him just now. He didn't want to give up this opportunity, even if the opportunity might not be great.

If he hadn't seen those fake Chinese medicine doctors, Dong Chengliang would definitely ask Ling Fei to try it first, and if he couldn't do it, Charles would come for treatment. But after all, he had no confidence to ask Ling Fei to try it first. What if the condition worsened? The old man had already fallen to the ground and died on the spot even if it was serious!

"No need." Ling Fei walked forward without looking back.

Dong Cheng was disgusted. He didn't expect Ling Fei to refuse so simply. He could find him if he said something that Xiangjiang couldn't handle. As long as Ling Fei was not stupid, he could think of something. Did Ling Fei really not think of something?

Dong Chengliang sighed in his heart, forget it, let's go. He is no longer as important as before in traditional Chinese medicine, and Ling Fei is just a chance.

Charles shouted, "Don't leave, stop!"

Ling Fei squinted his eyes: "Is there anything wrong?"

"I want to show you how I cured him." Charles looked serious, "Modern medicine must be more powerful than your witchcraft."

Ling Fei said just now that he could not cure the old man's illness, how could Charles convince him? Especially when he knew that Ling Fei was a Chinese medicine doctor, you can save someone even if you are a witchcraft person, but I can't save him anymore?

"Not interested." Ling Fei said indifferently.

"Are you scared?" Charles shouted.

"Afraid?" Ling Fei narrowed his eyes and turned his head, as if there was murderous aura in his eyes.

Luo Tu's heart was thrilled by the side, Ling Fei was angry. Luo Tu thought it was not good. Who could stop Ling Fei's temper? Ling Zixuan dared to kill him, but who wouldn't dare to kill him? He just arrived in Xiangjiang, and he was going to take action.

When Charles saw Ling Fei's eyes, he saw a beast with fangs open. He was shocked, but he still calmed down and said, "Are you just afraid that you will see me cure it, and you know that what you have learned is nothing more than that."

Luo Tu's heart was beating. This kid is really ignorant of life and death! He stepped forward to pull Ling Fei, but he couldn't do it anymore. The bet would be approaching and there would be no accidents.

"Haha." Ling Fei smiled indifferently, "Okay, I'm watching here."

Charles raised his head confidently: "You will see a miracle."

Charles walked to Dong Chengliang and squatted down, took out the things in his bag, which were bottles of potions and instruments. Charles thought it was a coincidence that he came to Hong Kong because someone invited him, so he brought these things with him, which happened to be used. Some of them were his research results, which were a little different from modern medicine. It was these innovations that he was said to have hope of winning the Nobel Prize in Medicine.

The woman nodded when she saw Charles' complete tools, and the things inside also allowed her to see many things she had never seen before. Although she didn't know what was going on, she only had one idea in her mind, which was very professional!

Dong Chengliang looked back and forth at Charles and Ling Fei. He didn't know if Charles could save his father. At least Ling Fei hadn't run away yet. If Charles didn't work later, he could let Ling Fei come and try it. Since he was willing to help someone he didn't know on the road, proving that he was kind-hearted, it should be fine to beg for it.

Charles began some series of rescues, first drawing blood, then injecting blood into several small bottles, one bottle a little. Then he took out different potions and dripped them into each bottle to observe the reaction.

Luo Tu looked at Ling Fei in a low voice and said, "It seems that he is not only a doctor, but also a little research."

Ling Fei said lightly: "A waste of time is just to judge toxins, and the symptoms can completely diagnose the poison in the center." This is the most powerful point in traditional Chinese medicine. If there is a medical book inheritance, the pathogen can be found based on the symptoms, so as to prescribe the right medicine.

"But he is indeed a little capable," Ling Fei said. He was sure that Charles' method could indeed find out the cause of the disease.

"Ling Fei, do you think he can cure the old man?" Luo Tu asked.

"No." Ling Fei said directly.

"Uh, so absolute."

The conversation between Ling Fei and Luo Tu did not bear everyone's back, and everyone heard Ling Fei's words. Charles's mouth twitched. Ling Fei was so absolute, but he had a clue!

Charles turned his head and snorted: "You can see."

Dong Chengliang's wife sneered: "If you can't cure yourself, can you curse others? This mentality is really disgusting."

Dong Chengliang frowned and shouted, "How many times have you been shut up? Can you stop speaking?"

The woman angrily scolded: "For an outsider, you have been raped by me a few times today, bastard!"

Dong Chengliang apologized to Ling Fei, "Little brother, this is what she is, please don't mind."

Ling Fei glanced at Dong Chengliang and his wife, but did not answer. He also knew that Dong Chengliang was thinking, and that he wanted to maintain his favorable feelings in his heart, so that he would not not heal after Charles failed.

Charles over there looked at a bottle of serum that had changed, and suddenly smiled: "It's a coincidence, sir, ma'am, I can cure this disease."

"Is that so good!" the woman said in surprise, and glanced at Ling Fei.

Luo Tu smiled and said, "Ling Fei, your signature is no longer guaranteed."

Ling Fei smiled faintly: "I hope so, but unfortunately, he can't do it."

Charles had a dark forehead and groaned and didn't say anything. He wanted to slap Ling Fei in the face head-on!

The woman hummed: "It's really a bad character."

Luo Tu sneaked into Ling Fei, but fortunately, he was not angry, so he was afraid that something would ignite Ling Fei.

Not everyone is qualified to anger Ling Fei. Some insignificant people scolded Ling Fei. He would not be angry about this matter. This woman was insignificant in his heart.

Charles over there was much faster movements, and various incomprehensible operations began to be used to prepare the potion. After twenty minutes, after Charles was sweating profusely, he smiled: "It's done!"

He drew the medicine in Charles' hand into the needle. He slanted his eyes and said to Dong Chengliang: "This injection can cure the old man."

Dong Chengliang said, "Is that true? If it can be cured, I will definitely hold a banquet to thank you!"

The woman smiled and said, "It's not possible if it's not necessary for some people. If it were some people, what would happen?" Her meaning was still very obvious, referring to Ling Fei.

The passers-by around him were a little embarrassed: "It's so cold that they are so mean to help, but they are ridiculed like this."

"Whoever says no, it's annoying to hear it from beginning to end."

"I feel so sad that my kind heart is so sarcastic. No wonder I am so declining now."

Dong Chengliang's wife's face turned blue and white, and she stopped talking.

Charles was holding a syringe to prepare to inject the old man, and Luo Tu asked, "Ling Fei, can this work?"

"A minute after injection, the old man would probably twitch all over his body, and then his face turned from white to blue, not far from death." Ling Fei said slowly.

The people around him looked over, all of them looked shocked. Ling Fei's words were unreasonable speculations?

The woman was angry: "Shut up your crow's mouth!"

Dong Chengliang hesitated and opened his mouth to scan Ling Fei and Charles for a while, but still didn't say anything. He chose to believe Charles...

Charles snorted coldly: "Boy, you look forward to it, I will let you get into the hole in awkward manner."

After saying that, Charles injected the liquid from the syringe into the old man's body.

Everyone is waiting, will it be fine?

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds. The old man's arm began to move, and Dong Chengliang's wife, who was concentrating on the old man, smiled when she saw this: "Did you see, you moved! You quack doctor, you said you would die, why don't you die? You just can't stand other doctors better than you. People like you will have this chance in your life, and you are a liar and fool others! You..."

"ah!"

The people around him suddenly exclaimed, and the woman quickly turned to look at the old man. The old man's whole body began to twitch on the ground...
Chapter completed!