Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 246 Too Magical
When Du Changfeng and others arrived, Song Haotian had just finished dinner and saw them enter the door and lead them directly to the second floor.

"Uncle, I'll go with you too."

Seeing that so many people came suddenly, and the others were not doing well, Liang Hongyu, who is naturally active, ran behind to watch the excitement.

Song Haotian ignored it, and led everyone to an empty room on the second floor, where there was an unused single bed, and asked the medical staff to put Ma Guoqiang on the bed.

At this time, Ma Weimin, who hung up the phone, hurried in, glanced at Song Haotian, and his eyes automatically passed by.

Then he asked eagerly: "Mr. Du, where is your master? When will you come over?
"Ma Shishou, this is my master."

Du Changfeng introduced Song Haotian to everyone, and then bowed deeply.

"The disciple has met the master."

Everyone present was stunned. No matter whether it was Ma Weimin or Xie Youchun, no one thought that Du Changfeng's teacher was a young man, who seemed to be in his early 20s at most.

Although he never said how old his teacher was, in everyone's impression, Du Changfeng was already at this age, so his master must be gray-haired.

What's more, the profession of Chinese medicine has always been more valuable as it gets older. How high a medical skill can a young man in his early 20s have?

Only Liang Hongyu thought it was very interesting. Seeing that Du Changfeng, who had a lot of eyebrows and beard, called Song Haotian Master, he couldn't help giggling.

"Uncle, why do you have such an old apprentice? What did you teach him?"

Song Haotian glared at her, Liang Hongyu stuck out her tongue, knowing that now was not the time for small talk, so she didn't speak anymore.

"Ma Shishou, my teacher's medical skills are supernatural, and he is definitely a contemporary miracle doctor."

Du Changfeng turned around and said to Song Haotian, "Master, this disciple is incompetent, please show me, old man, Ma."

"Don't worry about it, it's not a big deal."

Song Haotian had already glanced at Ma Guoqiang's body with his spiritual sense, reached out his hand and took out a marrow washing pill from his pocket and said, "Give this to him, and he will be cured immediately."

"I know Master."

Du Changfeng was overjoyed, took the Xisui Dan and prepared to give it to Ma Guoqiang.

"Wait a moment."

Ma Weimin, who came back to his senses, hurriedly stopped him.

Up to now, he felt that the whole thing in front of him was too magical.

It's okay to come to the restaurant to treat the old man, but the other party is only a young man in his early 20s, so he can bear it.

But without even cutting the pulse, he took out the medicine and gave it to the old man, which was too hasty.

Du Changfeng stopped, turned around and said, "Ma Shishou, you must trust my teacher. He said that if he can cure it, he will definitely be able to cure it. If he says he will recover immediately, he will definitely be cured."

Seeing the adoring expression on the old man's face, Ma Weimin really wanted to knock his head open to see if he had been intoxicated by this young man.

"Mr. Song, you haven't even felt my father's pulse since you entered the door. How can you be sure what disease he has, and how can you be sure that your pill is effective?"

Song Haotian looked indifferent, and was not affected at all by the fact that the other party was the mayor of Jiangnan City.

"Traditional Chinese medicine talks about seeing, hearing, and asking. I have already read it when I entered the door. This is not a serious illness, and there is no need to check the pulse at all."

"Isn't it a serious illness?"

Ma Weimin couldn't describe his mood at the moment. His father was almost dying, and the other party even said that it was not a serious illness. Is this because of his medical skills or the ignorance is fearless?
"Mr. Song, are you sure you can cure my father's illness?"

Song Haotian frowned slightly: "I have already said, as long as you take this elixir, you will be fine immediately."

What he said is not nonsense, as the saying goes, if you understand it, it doesn't hurt, and if it hurts, you don't understand it.

The old man seemed to be in a serious condition, but in fact it was a blockage of the heart and lung meridians.

As long as you use a marrow washing pill to cut down the hair and wash the marrow to open the blocked meridians, not only will you be cured immediately, but your body will also be ten times better than before.

"This……"

Ma Weimin hesitated for a moment. He had been longing for his father to be cured all the time.

But everything came so easily, and he couldn't believe it, which completely violated the current medical common sense.

At this moment, there was another sound of chaotic footsteps at the door, followed by a middle-aged woman in her 40s hurried in from the outside.

Behind her were seven or eight doctors in white coats, holding various medical instruments in their hands.

The leader is a middle-aged man in his 50s, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and looks extraordinary.

This woman is Ma Weimin's younger sister Ma Liping, the president of Dahua Group in Jiangnan City.

"Brother, I said, why are you making such a fool of yourself? Dad is so seriously ill that you even brought him to a restaurant."

For her father's illness, she also tried her best. She just went to the provincial capital in person and invited Shao Bing, an expert in respiratory medicine, through her relationship.

"This……"

Ma Weimin was speechless, and didn't know how to explain it for a while. He couldn't say that he was tricked by Du Changfeng.

"Brother, let me introduce you. This is Dr. Shao Bing Shao, a well-known specialist in respiratory medicine in the provincial capital. He is very good at lung diseases."

"Dr. Shao, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Compared to Song Haotian, Ma Weimin's attitude is much more polite. No matter how you look at it, this is a serious doctor.

"Cough cough..."

When several people were talking, Ma Guoqiang coughed again and spit out two mouthfuls of blood. He became weaker and weaker, and his life was already dying.

Ma Liping hurriedly said, "Dr. Shao, is it too late to bring my father back to the hospital?"

"The patient's condition is very critical. We will deal with it here first, and we will bring him back to the hospital after his condition stabilizes."

After Shao Bing finished speaking, he waved his hands to the people behind him, and everyone hurriedly took out various medical instruments and began to diagnose Ma Guoqiang.

"This……"

Du Changfeng showed a hint of anger, and was very dissatisfied with everyone's performance. It was obvious that he didn't trust his master.

Song Haotian, on the other hand, was indifferent and didn't care about these things.

He never thought of flattering the horse for the people, let alone begging for medical treatment. If it wasn't for the fear that the old man would die in his own home, he might have left by now.

As a millennium God Emperor, he doesn't care about human life or death at all.

But there are still three big, two small and five women living in the family. Once someone dies in the family, I am afraid that the little guy and several people will be affected.

Shao Bing's team was very fast, taking out all kinds of medical data in just ten minutes.

Ma Liping asked eagerly: "Dr. Shao, how is my father's condition?"

Shao Bing adjusted his glasses: "The situation is very serious. A large area of ​​capillaries in the lungs ruptured and bled, causing difficulty in breathing and vomiting blood."

"Then what to do? Is there a way?"

Ma Weimin looked concerned.

"It's okay, it just so happens that I have a special medicine here."

As he spoke, Shao Bing opened a box, and took out a small white bottle from it. The label on it was filled with foreign characters, and it contained a transparent liquid.

"This is a special drug I bought from abroad, it can quickly relieve capillary bleeding, and it is just right for the old man's symptoms."

"That's great, Dr. Shao, hurry up and treat my dad."

Seeing his father's illness and seeing hope, both Ma Weimin's brother and sister showed joy.

"Don't worry, it will be fine soon."

Shao Bing took a syringe, drew out the liquid medicine, and prepared to inject Ma Guoqiang himself.

But at this time, an indifferent voice came: "Your injection will only make the patient die faster."

(End of this chapter)