He just took a pulse and knew what the old man's symptoms were. It was not a lack of energy and blood at all, but a cerebral hemorrhage. Now his brain had almost turned into paste.

"Hmph, kid, you are talking nonsense. This Chinese medicine nourishes the body and cannot harm anyone. If you don't believe it, wait until my medicine soup goes down and this old man will be cured."

Ge Sibo snorted coldly, he had seen this kind of situation too many times.

Many elderly people have insufficient blood supply due to long-term malnutrition, so they only need to prescribe some prescriptions to replenish qi and blood.

Even if it is useless, it will not be harmful to people. This is the first choice of these people when prescribing medicine, and it must not cause any loss of life.

But how did they know that today's patient is somewhat special.

Except for Chen Feng, no one can see it. After all, there is no CT here.

After a while, the medicinal soup was ready.

"With Doctor Ge here, I feel at ease."

The sixty-year-old man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Stop it, he can't drink the soup. You want to force the soup into his mouth to stimulate his blood. If you really do this, he will die."

Chen Feng said in a deep voice, after all, it is a life.

"Young man, how can our medical skills be compared to that of a frog in a well like you?"

Ge Sibo snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

After saying that, he immediately gave the old man some medicinal soup.

"A bunch of quacks."

Chen Feng snorted coldly, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"quack?

Look, this old man is showing signs of waking up, how can we be quacks..."

Gosper scolded, looking unhappy.

Before he finished speaking, the patient's face changed dramatically and turned pale rapidly. The pharmacist in the pharmacy will collect blood from the old man for measurement.

"The blood oxygen is zero and the patient cannot hold on any longer."

"impossible."
Chapter completed!