In the room, an old man in his old age was lying on the bed, his face was pale, and he was moaning in a suppressed voice, apparently in a particularly painful state.

"Doctor Meng, the old leader's illness ......"

The middle-aged man standing next to him looked anxious, turned his head cautiously, and asked the old man sitting on the edge of the bed.

The old man, who was called the Divine Doctor, shook his head and sighed, and said, "I can only temporarily suppress this disease, and if I want to completely cure it, the old man is helpless!"

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man's face changed greatly.

The Mongolian miracle doctor in front of him was rushed all the way from the capital, and was called one of the three holy hands of China by the world, and he was the one who sat in the capital!

Now, there is no way to even do this medical saint in front of him, doesn't it mean that the old leader can only wait for death?

"Doctor Meng, no matter what, please save the old leader, our Tiannan Military Region will have a heavy report!"

The middle-aged man said solemnly, his voice had not yet fallen, and he was about to kneel in front of Meng Changlin.

As the saying goes, a man has gold under his knees, let alone a high-ranking general in the military region?

Even if Meng Changlin was one of the three great saints of China, he didn't dare to bear such a big gift easily, so he quickly stretched out his hand and hugged the middle-aged man, "General Liu, what are you talking about! The old leader is a pillar of China for the country and the people! No matter what, I can't see death without help." ”

When the middle-aged man called General Liu heard this, his expression suddenly straightened, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Meng Changlin's bitter laughter sounded in his ears again.

"It's just that the disease of the old leader is definitely not comparable to the condition of ordinary people. This is a sign of madness, unless it is the one from Wudang who comes, there may be a way to ......"

"The one from Wudang?"

General Liu frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The old leader is also a congenital, and the one in Wudang has a way?"

Soldiers are respected for their strength, and if they can become the supreme leader of a large military region, their strength is naturally the strongest one.

It's just that because of the special status of the military, it is a state secret and has not been released to the public.

It can be said that in the 26 military regions in China, every top leader is at least a strong person in the innate realm!

"General Liu, you are not from the rivers and lakes, so naturally you don't know the inside story. What you said is also innate, I'm afraid you saw it from the martial arts list, right?"

Meng Changlin said with a smile, the latter was stunned, and before he could reply, Meng Changlin had already shook his head, "To tell you the truth, as early as a few years ago, whether it was our Huaxia God of War or Wudang, they had already entered the realm of transformation!"

"It's just that the strength of the Transformation Realm Grandmaster is too terrifying, and it has risen to the level of our country's secret, so it won't be released to the public......

Under Meng Changlin's explanation, General Liu's heart was suddenly shocked, and he subconsciously glanced at the delirious old leader.

"No wonder, no wonder the old leader is so anxious and wants to impact the ...... realm"

"Ahem......"

At this moment, a violent cough sounded.

Several people present came back to their senses, and General Liu walked up quickly, and at first glance, he was shocked!

I saw a large amount of black blood spitting out of the old leader's mouth, and his complexion, which was originally pale, became even more terrifying at this time.

The old leader was in a hurry, fearing that it would be a sign of a return to the light. ”

Meng Changlin exclaimed, and hurriedly pulled out the silver needle, the silver needle trembled slightly in his hand, and white mist appeared in the blink of an eye, and it turned out to be a silver needle that became extremely cold in the blink of an eye, and it was about to be pierced on the old leader's acupuncture points.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, an abrupt shout came from behind him.

Before the words fell, a few people present only felt a flower in front of them, and a strong arm grabbed Meng Changlin's arm.

At this time, it was the time to be anxious, seeing that he was blocked, Meng Changlin's heart was on fire, and he didn't see who the person was, and shouted in a deep voice: "Let go, if you delay my treatment, can you afford the consequences!"

"If I don't stop you, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. ”

Li Fei's expression was calm, and he said lightly, "Do you want to use cold needles to suppress the patient's condition?"

As Li Fei's voice fell, Meng Changlin was stunned, he really wanted to use the cold needle just now, but he didn't expect the young man in front of him to say his thoughts accurately.

"Yes, in the body of the old leader, it seems that there is a timed **, if it is not channeled, there is a possibility of breaking out at any time!"

"Then how can you not consider that if you go down with this needle, it is very likely that the patient will suffer cardiac arrest? The effect of ice and fire is definitely not what the patient can bear now!"

Li Fei said the consequences lightly, but the people present were shocked.

If this is the case, not only will the old leader's condition not improve, but the consequences will probably be even worse.

When Meng Changlin heard this, he laughed and said confidently: "Impossible, I Meng Changlin has never missed!"

"If they don't miss, then why did they go to such great lengths to bring me in?"

Li Fei pursed his lips, the patient's condition was urgent, he didn't mean to be polite, and said directly: "Get up, this disease is not something you can cure!"

As soon as these words came out, the people present only felt that the young man who suddenly appeared was too arrogant!

"Do you know who you're talking to?"

General Liu, who was on the side, frowned deeply and warned sharply.

"Lao Liu, this is Mr. Li who the old leader wants to invite by name!"

At this time, Tang Jianfeng, who hurriedly followed in, finally had a chance to speak.

"You are Li Fei?"

Without waiting for General Liu to reply, Meng Changlin on the side suddenly asked, looking at Li Fei with burning eyes.

"You know me, and when did I become so famous?"

Li Fei raised his eyebrows and glanced at Meng Changlin suspiciously.

Meng Changlin really didn't know Li Fei, but his apprentice Sheng Yunqi had mentioned it.

"Some time ago, my apprentice went to Lao Han's house to celebrate his birthday, and you taught my apprentice a good lesson. ”

Meng Changlin snorted lightly and withdrew the silver needle in his hand.

"It turns out that you are the master of the guy who can only blow big words, no wonder you are so reckless. ”

Li Fei couldn't help but shake his head, as if the medical saint in front of him made him feel very disappointed.

"Am I reckless?"

Meng Changlin was furious in his heart, thinking that he had been famous for decades, and no one had ever dared to teach him such a lesson!

"Well, I want to see what you have to cure the old leader's illness!"

After speaking, Meng Changlin got up directly, clearly not ready to care.

Li Fei didn't even look at him, sat on the chair next to the bed safely, then stretched out his hand to put his hand on the old leader's pulse, checked it slightly, and quickly grasped the old leader's condition.