Countryside Magic Doctor

How great is this power? This is almost using the state machine. Otherwise, how can all the media suddenly stop and put away their leaked fangs.

Even if they are willing, will those who instigate behind their back be willing?

Obviously, natural pink is an iron plate, and the media have a foot ache on it.

The old man looked at He Feng and Liu Qingyan in front of him in some surprise. There was no longer the high and salty look just now. Instead, he said to He Feng in an equal and intersecting attitude.

"It's me, Mr. He, isn't it? I agree to your request. Tomorrow, no, today, I'll immediately contact all my former friends and disciples to wash the humiliation of natural powder.

There are few people who provide charcoal in the snow. After all, people are seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. It's a thousand feet of frost. Who will come? But most people don't mind doing such a thing as icing on the cake. Go and do it once.

After all, it's spring and flowers are blooming here. It's not a big favor, but a small favor.

Moreover, he Feng has just saved his old life. If he hesitates so much on such a small matter of icing on the cake, wouldn't he be stingy.

Inevitably, there will be some suspicion of not reporting your kindness.

Therefore, the old man promised this time, cleanly and without delay.

After a few words of greeting, the nurse didn't drink a few mouthfuls of boiled water. He Feng looked at the sky outside and found that he was already hungry. It was clear that it was more than 12:00 at this time.

He got up and said goodbye: "Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry. It's noon. It's time to go back and say goodbye!"

Then he was ready to get up and leave. When Liu Qingyan saw that he Feng was ready to go, he also got up and said goodbye to master Zhao, and then prepared to leave.

But it's obvious that the old man doesn't intend to let them leave here. The reason is that the old man has his own plan in his heart. He stays in the capital all year round and rarely comes to this place. People with good medical skills such as he Feng.

How can you easily encounter it? There are still many diseases on your body. You can't treat them properly at one time and spend the new year with it.

Therefore, when Mr. Zhao saw that he Feng was leaving, even if he got up and stopped he Feng who was leaving, he smiled and said, "what's the hurry? It's not too late to go after dinner. What do you think, if you don't like me, you don't want to have dinner with me?"

When he Feng heard the old man say this, he knew that his meal was inevitable. After all, people said it for their own sake. They can't really look down on the bad old man.

After glancing at Liu Qingyan, hehe sat down and said to old man Zhao, "then Qingyan and I will bother you."

Hearing what he said, the old man waved his hand and said, "it's all right, it's all right. I should say I disturbed you and let you eat with an old man like me. I'm afraid it's you."

Then you still keep us for dinner. He Feng thought, since you know your taste may not be with us, you still insist on keeping us. What the hell is this.

At this time, I saw the old man clapping his hands immediately, and then came into a nurse outside. I only heard the old man say to the nurse, "go and prepare some food!"

"OK, just a moment," the nurse whispered and left.

The food was slowly pushed up. There were seven dishes, three meat, three vegetables and one soup in the tray. It looked very rich, but he Feng felt something wrong just after eating. It was pitiful that there was little oil and salt. It could be said that it was tasteless.

He couldn't help but look at the old man in surprise and thought, shit, he knew it was so bad and left us for dinner. I don't know what you think of this old thing.

The food was not delicious. He Feng naturally didn't use a few chopsticks. After all, he didn't get tired of eating fine food and delicious food. No one likes to eat bad food, especially this kind of food for patients, which is so light that people doubt life.

Seeing he Feng's appearance, the old man seemed to have no appetite. He slowly put down his chopsticks and said with a smile, "Mr. He, I can't get used to my old guy's taste. In fact, I can't get used to it, but since we are ill, we have to eat."

He Feng understood that the old guy was here. He always talked about his illness.

He understood that the old man wanted to see him well.

Thinking of this, he Feng couldn't help getting angry. If you want to see a doctor, you have to see a doctor. You linger here and make these empty head and brain things, which makes people misunderstand. I really don't know what's in your head.

He smiled and said, "I'm not healthy. Oh, yes, yes, I haven't dealt with it for you yesterday. Do you want to deal with it again today? You've completely treated your old man's disease and recovered?"

Hearing he Feng's words, the old man suddenly felt refreshed and smiled all over his face. Even in his heart, he had been telling himself to be calm and calm, but on his face, he was still so.

After all, if you cure your illness, it's a great good thing for yourself. You may live for another year or two.

People like him and his status have been greatly consolidated. They have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their life, which is people's life. How can they not cherish their own life?

After all, living is enjoyment, and will not suffer the pain of the upper part. No one is willing to die.

Trembling hands hugged and tightly held He Feng's hand, and then trembled and said, "it won't bother you too much."

Seeing the old man's appearance of refusing to welcome, he Feng only felt sick for a while. He patted the old man's wrinkled palm and said, "old Sir, don't say more. I'll treat you after dinner."

After that, he put down his chopsticks, poured himself a cup of green tea from the teapot on the side, and then drank it slowly.

Not to mention that in the special ward of people with high status like the old man, tea is not an ordinary commodity. The authentic best Dahongpao is called comfortable when you drink it to your stomach.

Unconsciously, he Feng, who used to drink tea only knew how to drink cattle, has gradually learned some tea tasting moves. Although he is not everyone, he is enough to fool some people who don't understand.

With a pot of tea in his stomach, the old man finally ate his meal slowly.

He Feng has nothing to be angry about, old man! There is some deterioration in physical function. Eating is naturally not fast. You can only chew and swallow slowly.