Li Xiaofeng's medical knowledge is really painful. He even forgot the iron that penicillin must be tested in the skin, which wasted the medical dramas he had watched over the years. He was afraid of such a fake expert in his professional field, but his work was a big deal.

"Comrade Andre, think of a solution!" Zhao Yunxia's tears were almost coming out, "Brother Ren is almost out of breath!"

A certain immortal was trying to find a way to scrape his stomach. How to get first aid for penicillin allergy? Should we first be cardiopulmonary resuscitation or give adrenal hormones first? Or should we defibrillate first?

Someone is really unsure of his mind, and more importantly, he does not know the amount of adrenal hormones given to him. Asking him to provide first aid from a medical perspective is equivalent to directly sentenced Ren Fuchen to death.

Fortunately, although Li Xiaofeng is not a qualified angel in white, he might as well give more skills than a real angel. If medicine is not good, we will come to theology, and I don’t believe it. With the power of immortals, no one who is ignorant of the hell dares to accept people. What’s more, there is no Hell in this world. Even if Ren Fuchen dies completely, he can still hook his soul back. It’s not that he brags, Ren Fuchen wants to die in front of him.

As soon as the immortal power was released, who would compete with him? Li Xiaofeng passed through dozens of units of immortal power in one breath, and even in the late stage of cancer, he could hold on to it. What's more, Ren Fuchen just had a small symptom of man-made disasters caused by a cold.

In just a few minutes, Ren Fuchen, who had originally had an eggplant-like face, not only had his face look good, his breathing was evenly symmetrical, and his fever subsided, and he became awake. If it weren't for the strong stop of some immortal, he might have been able to go to the fields to work immediately.

My brother seemed to have done it a little too much. Looking at Zhao Yunxia and Vasily, who were about to jump out of his eyes, a certain immortal secretly regretted that the dose given by the immortal power was too large, and the effect was too good.

It's not just too much, it's simply shocking. If anyone believes that a dead man who was about to lose his anger a second, he can become a superman in the next second. What kind of medicine can have such a curative effect! At least the uneducated Zhao Yunxia has stared at the infusion bag, considering whether Li Xiaofeng will give him an injection too.

Li Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and explained: "Hehe, that was a normal reaction just now. This medicine... This medicine is a special medicine! Well, the effect is very significant, so there is no need to make a fuss!"

"Comrade Andre," Vasily asked anxiously with his eyes shining, "Where can I buy this special medicine?"

Li Xiaofeng looked at him angrily and said, "What are you asking about this! You don't have pneumonia!"

Vasily smiled and said, "Comrade Andre, I don't have pneumonia. But I guess that since this special medicine is so effective for pneumonia, other lung diseases are somewhat symptomatic. My master has always had problems with the lungs. He has been sick for more than ten years and has thought of countless ways to cure it. I just want to use this special medicine to try my luck."

Li Xiaofeng said oh, so that's it. This kid is a kind-hearted person. It is worthy of strong promotion to respect his master. He nodded and asked, "What is your master's disease?"

"tuberculosis!"

No wonder it is not cured. A certain immortal said again. For thousands of years, tuberculosis has been a terminal illness. Although it will not kill people immediately, the longer it will be more painful. In order to fight against this severe infectious disease, humans have tried their best to make mistakes such as human blood steamed buns, but they can't do anything to use tuberculosis bacillus.

"Penicillin cannot cure tuberculosis, it is not the right thing to do!" Li Xiaofeng said slowly.

When Vasily heard this, he immediately became depressed. This poor child didn't know that a certain immortal was a very evil life form. He liked to tease people the most and always spoke half of his words. After seeing Vasily's depressed will, he slowly said the second half of his words:

"To treat tuberculosis, streptomycin must be used!"

Streptomycin is a good thing. As the second antibiotic produced after penicillin, it has an extremely significant effect on tuberculosis. Of course, it was good and it was discovered late. It was isolated in 1942 and was put into the market on a large scale in the 1950s. If there was no immortal, Vasily's master would have to wait 100% to die.

"Can tuberculosis really be cured?"

Li Xiaofeng could naturally see the distrust in Vasily's eyes. For a guy with good face, this naked doubt was absolutely unacceptable. He immediately replied proudly: "Of course, what is the case for tuberculosis! I can cure lung cancer!"

Vasily was shocked, excited, and crazy. The poor child was so excited that he danced. If Zhao Yunxia hadn't been quick-witted, the kid would have rushed out and ran naked. Of course, from this side, it can be seen how deep Vasily had about this master.

"Please, Comrade Andre, please be sure to cure my master! As long as you can cure him, I can do whatever I want!" Vasily grabbed a certain immortal tightly, for fear that he would disappear out of thin air when he let go.

Well, although it is very fulfilling to be begged and grateful to others, Li Xiaofeng can't stand the men who have too intense feelings. Brother doesn't like to be a kid, and he doesn't love chrysanthemums. The same thing would be great if your sister said! A certain immortal was so fucked in his heart. Looking at Vasili with tears in his nose and tears, he was so angry. Damn, don't rub his snot and saliva on my clothes!

At a speed of lightning all the way, Li Xiaofeng rushed back to Petrograd with the crying Vasily. He was so annoyed that he planned to cure the tuberculosis quickly without Vasily urging him. It was so disgusting.

"Andreka, stop me!"

A certain immortal planned to get rid of the trouble quickly, but the troubles were endless. On the road, he was blocked by the fake girl.

"Where have you been in the wild these days?" Constantine was very feminine and put her hands on her hips and scolded a fairy, "I don't even go back to my home. That's how you run a factory?! If I had known this was the case, I wouldn't have agreed to you!"

Li Xiaofeng really couldn't stand his brother's pseudo-woman style, and he always felt awkward to stay with him. Besides, with Princess Anne, as a confidante, how could someone easily bear to leave the gentle land? It would be normal for not staying at night or something.

"Yes, this kid is just unreliable!" A slutty guy was also helping him, and even a fairy's beloved dog, Leonid, barked a few times in anger, as if he was accusing someone of irresponsibility.

Li Xiaofeng was a little embarrassed and said embarrassedly: "Brother, am I busy? Look, I just came back from the suburbs. I can't help it!" Speaking of this, he secretly glanced at a demon and found that the other party's anger had not dissipated. He quickly opened the topic and pointed to Erikson and asked, "Brother, where did you find this kid? Has the machines he promised to be implemented?"

The method of diverting sight was really useful. A demon immediately turned his gun and headed towards Erikson: "Hmph! All of you men are unreliable. This guy has forgotten about the machine at all. If I hadn't twisted him out of the slutty fox's arms, he would have been still breastfeeding now!"

No matter who saw the indignant expression of a demon or the slutty look of a slutty, they would probably think that this was a quarrel between the couple, and they could clearly imagine the happy scene of a slutty being caught by the wife in bed. The people were all happy with this, and the gossiping passers-by and soy sauce immediately began to inhumanely watch a "shameless" slutty. As the two protagonists and two supporting characters of the incident, Alexander immediately fled with his tail between them.

"Isn't it just a little bit of a machine?" Erikson, who felt embarrassed, was very unfair. "I can help you with it in minutes. Is it as to be so anxious to panic in such a small matter?"

"Can I get it done in minutes?" A demon snorted coldly, "Since you agreed, more than ten days have passed. How many minutes are there in it and I want me to calculate it for you?"

Erikson stopped talking at once, and he knew he was unreliable, but if any man had entered the land of gentleness, when blood was pouring into the lower body and his brain was seriously deficient in oxygen, it would be unrealistic to expect him to think of some irrelevant little things. However, he would not dare to say this in front of Constantine, otherwise the angry monster would use his best-known charming eyes to electrocut people and make you feel unrealistic.

Erikson raised his hand and surrendered, "Can I do it right away?"

A fake lady turned anger into joy, and covered her mouth with great joy and smiled: "How great you have been so self-conscious! By the way, little Andreka, I have a fancy to a factory in the city of Petrograd, so let's set up the factory there!"

A certain immortal never agreed with this: "Brother, the factory cannot be placed in Petrograd. What I mean is that it is better to place it in a base in Finland!"

Constantine immediately expressed his objection: "The place where the bird does not shit is too remote, the transportation is inconvenient, and it is not suitable for building a factory at all! How good are the conditions in Petrograd!"

A fairy thought about it and thought it was still reasonable. The first thing to do was to build a factory was convenient. The base was indeed too remote and transportation was too troublesome. But even so, he would not agree to build the factory in Petrograd. Others didn't know that he didn't know. In just a few months, the Bolsheviks would come to power. By then, all land, factories, farms, and mines were all nationalized, and his factory would be confiscated. So this factory could be built anywhere, but it could not be built in Russia.

Of course, some immortal cannot say these words clearly. He can only suggest: "Build a factory in Vyborg City, which is an industrial city, and raw materials and workers are not a problem, and transportation is also convenient!"

Although Constantine didn't know why his baby brother disagreed with building the factory in Petrograd, he wanted to go to Finland to build a factory, but as long as the factory site could meet his requirements, it didn't matter if it was placed in Vyborg.

"Okay, then put it in Vyborg!" A monster nodded, then pointed at Erikson: "Have you heard that, the factory site is in Vyborg City. You are responsible for selecting the site, and then buying machines and recruiting workers are also responsible for the matters!"

When Erikson heard this, he suddenly felt bitter and complained: "Why is it me? Isn't your brother here? Let him go, he is the one who chose Vyborg anyway!"

Seeing his brother turn his head, a certain immortal quickly pulled Vasily as a shield: "Brother, I'm really busy and can't get out of here! I'm still in a hurry to save people!"

"Who to save?" Constantine clearly stated that I didn't believe it.

Li Xiaofeng immediately explained: "Vasily's master has tuberculosis, and I happen to have special medicines to cure this disease..."
Chapter completed!