Small Village Doctor Cultivation

Chapter 114
"The heart is weak, and there is a mysterious protection. People who should have died already." Meng Ya said in surprise between Ning Caichen's eyebrows.

"Can it still be saved?" Ning Caichen communicated with Mengya.

"It's okay. You can let him live for a few more days. After a few days, you must advance to the next level, otherwise you won't be able to treat him. If you can advance to the cultivation base, you can slow down the old man's illness." Meng Ya said seriously.

"Quickly tell me how to revive him?" Ning Caichen was also at a loss at the moment, after all, the old man's heart had stopped beating.

"It's not a heart disease, it's a liver problem, anger hurts the liver, so the old man has a hot temper and is often angry, which leads to changes in the organs, which is the advanced stage of liver cancer." Meng Ya continued to explain.

Ning Caichen's face was gloomy, he didn't expect the old man's condition to be so bad, it seemed that it would be very difficult to save him.

The scale of the hospital has increased, and now the expenditure is high, the income is low, and the reputation is extremely important. We must not allow the elderly to die here, otherwise it will make things worse.

"If your mental strength and internal strength are both advanced, you can alleviate the disease, and it will not be a problem to live for ten or eight years." Meng Ya said seriously.

Ning Caichen smiled bitterly, it is not easy to advance to the cultivation level.

A large amount of spiritual energy is needed to improve internal strength, and the spiritual rice planted now is not enough to consume, how can there be spiritual rice for oneself to practice?
How can there be so many beauties who like and love themselves so much when they advance to spiritual power?

Both are very difficult to advance, so Ning Caichen felt unprecedented despair.

"Save people first and then plan, otherwise it will be too late, follow my command. Let them all go out. Just leave the nurse as an assistant." Meng Ya said seriously.

"The nurse stays, and everyone else goes out." Ning Caichen said seriously.

Doctor Ning showed displeasure, but his life was at stake, so he left with the doctors.

"How is my father?" the local tyrant asked anxiously.

The old man inside is not a simple person, he is almost a hundred years old, even if he dies now, he will still be a long-lived person.

But if the old man wasn't around, he wouldn't be a local tyrant. He was able to do such a big business because of the old man's face.

If the old man is here, the green light will be given everywhere, but if the old man is not there, it will hit a wall everywhere.

"He's being rescued." Dr. Ning was in a bad mood. After all, he looked very good on the surface, but in fact he was worse than before. He owed a huge debt, and nothing went well.

The doctors all slipped away, thinking that the old man is absolutely irresistible, and avoidance is the best, so as to save the local tyrants from making trouble.

"The three-inch silver needle is the smallest size." Ning Caichen said seriously.

Ning Caichen kept saying that one after another silver needles were stuck in the old man's chest, and his chest was full of silver needles.

When all the one hundred and eight silver needles were inserted into the chest, Ning Caichen's face was extremely solemn.

"Inject internal strength to resuscitate the heart rate." Meng Ya was also quite nervous, after all, it was too late to rescue her, and she might not be able to save her life.

This group of beautiful nurses were recruited from all over China. Because of their high salaries, they were selected not only with a standard height, but also with first-class appearance.

Pairs of beautiful eyes showed worry, and they all thought that they could not be saved, and then they had to face how to explain to the local tyrant.

The rich and powerful local tyrants are unreasonable at all. After two days, both doctors and nurses are afraid of local tyrants, and they always call lawyers to warn doctors and nurses.

Meeting such a local tyrant would give everyone a headache.

Cough!

The old man spit out thick phlegm.

The nurse hurriedly cleaned up the thick phlegm with a sterile paper towel.

A pair of adoring eyes looked at Ning Caichen.

(End of this chapter)