In the next room, there is only one bed.

There are all kinds of medical equipment, and I am afraid that it costs a lot of money every day.

It was packed with people, and among them were quite a few doctors.

I only saw a woman in her thirties sitting next to the hospital bed crying constantly, pear blossoms with rain.

On the hospital bed lay a young man with his eyes closed and wearing a respirator.

His face was pale, and his whole body was full of tubes.

Next to him, there was an old man with gray hair and a Mao suit.

His expression was serious, but his voice was mixed with choked throats, "Everyone, my son is really hopeless?"

"Li Laojie mourns. ”

"Mr. Lee's deadline has arrived, and we have done our best. ”

Li Lao, whose real name is Li Zhenggang.

A well-known tycoon in the south of the Yangtze River, with assets of nearly 10 billion, involving real estate, automobiles, IT and other industries.

On the hospital bed is his only son, and the woman next to him is his daughter-in-law.

Leng Feng watched quietly without saying a word, Luo Shuiyao's eyes were red, and he said softly, "Uncle Li moved in two months ago. I got sick when I went abroad for my honeymoon, and when I first came, I was able to talk, but then my condition became more and more serious. ”

"Before, seeing that I didn't have money for dinner, I would often ask my aunt to bring me one. Luo Shuiyao sniffed and choked up a little, "Uncle Li is really nice......

Leng Feng's face changed, and he looked at the middle-aged man on the hospital bed.

Finally, a step forward.

"He's still saved. ”

A faint voice rang out in the hospital room.

"Brother!"

Luo Shuiyao's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

This is no joke!

The rest of the people looked over one after another, just a young man?

"You are?"

Luo Shuiyao dragged Leng Feng and apologized again and again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." My brother just came back and he didn't mean to. “

"Xiao Yao, is this your brother, why haven't you seen it before?"

Li Zhenggang stood up and looked at Leng Feng.

"Young man, don't mess around here. Mr. Li's illness, even I can't do anything about it. ”

As soon as the old man in Tang costume next to him spoke, all the doctors were in awe.

This is an old friend of Li Lao, named Tang Hang, who is quite famous in the Jiangnan generation and has the reputation of hanging pots to help the world.

Outsiders will call Master Tang!

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't. ”

Leng Feng still went his own way, and went back unceremoniously.

Master Tang's face suddenly looked a little embarrassed, and several doctors next to him opened their mouths to scold angrily.

"What do you say, stinky boy?"

"Master Tang is also something you can insult?"

"There are so many of us who can't help it, can you do it?"

Luo Shuiyao was also anxious, and apologized again and again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Brother, don't mess around!"

Leng Feng looked at her with a rare smile.

In the past three years, he has never laughed.

It is only when facing Luo Shuiyao that he smiles so warmly.

"Have you forgotten our Leng family's janitorial skills?"

The Leng family is a well-known family of traditional Chinese medicine in the country.

For several generations, his ancestors were all imperial doctors in the palace.

Each generation is a famous miracle doctor, and Leng Qinghou has pushed the prestige of the Leng family to the peak!

On behalf of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine, he learned the medical skills of the eight countries and defeated 16 famous doctors in the West.

Medical skills, the Leng family is not afraid of anyone!

Every time Leng Qinghou mentioned this sentence, his face was filled with arrogance.

This is the self-confidence that the Leng family has precipitated for generations!

"The Leng family?"

Without waiting for the rest of the people to react, Li Zhenggang pushed everyone away as if he had grasped a life-saving straw and came directly to Leng Feng.

"You are the missing Leng Feng of the Leng family?!"

The excited appearance can't help but make people wonder, is this the old Li who has always been calm in his strategy?

Leng family.

Two simple and powerful words, but these doctors are like lightning strikes.

Once, this was a symbol of the highest medical skill in China!

The accident three years ago ruined the Leng family and all its groups.

Many of the doctors here used to work in Lengjia's hospitals and later transferred here.

They all knew that in the next ward lay the famous miracle doctor Leng Qinghou.

As the sole heir of the Leng family, Leng Feng's disappearance has always been a mystery.

No one knows what's going on behind this, and there are all kinds of rumors among the people.

The only thing that is more convincing is that the prescription prescribed by the Leng family went wrong and killed many people.

As for the truth, no one knows.

Even Leng Feng only knows a rough idea.

"Heh, what about the Leng family?"

Old Tang snorted heavily, "Even if the Leng Qinghou next door sits up, the old man doesn't pay attention to it." You're just a yellow-mouthed kid, and you dare to make a big fuss?"

"My father's name is also what you old thing can scream?!"

Leng Feng's momentum changed violently, his eyes were fierce, and a sense of murderous intent emerged.

The hearts of everyone in the ward sank!

What a terrible momentum!

Donald was like the center of a storm, and he couldn't even breathe because of the terrifying momentum.

"Brother......

Luo Shuiyao stood beside her, her delicate body trembling.

Only then did Leng Feng retract his momentum, and the rest of the people immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dad, let him try!"

The woman who had been sobbing in a low voice stood up and wiped away her tears, "They all said it, Brother Yuan...... I can't live today......"

Li Zhenggang looked at Leng Feng, and he was also engaged in an ideological struggle.

The Leng family has been a doctor for generations, and there is no doubt about medical skills.

If it is Leng Qinghou, it will definitely be cured, but Leng Feng is so young, how high can his medical skills be?

"I saved him because you once took care of Xiao Yao. Leng Feng looked indifferent, "If you don't want to, then give up." ”

The woman was also anxious, and hurriedly begged, "I beg you, as long as you can save him, our Li family will give you as much as possible!"

"The Leng family saves people, never looks at money!"

The first article of the Leng family's medical training is not to die because of wealth.

"Okay, you try!"

Li Zhenggang gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

Just Chong Leng Feng's words were enough to get his respect.

Although he had nothing to do with the Leng family at the beginning, he also respected Leng Qinghou's personality.

After knowing Luo Shuiyao's identity, he took care of it repeatedly.

Now that his son can't live tonight, it's better to be a dead horse and a live horse doctor.

What if it's cured?

Leng Feng looked at the rest of the people and said indifferently: "Idle people wait to go out." ”

Moments later, there were only three people left in the room.

Tang Hang, Li Zhenggang and Leng Feng.

"Oh, it's better to say than to sing. If you can save Mr. Li, the old man will immediately kowtow to you and apologize!"

Tang Hang was still sneering beside him, Leng Feng just glanced at him, "Remember what you said." ”

Then he walked slowly to the bedside and took out a pale red bag from his chest.

It's not big, but it's the size of a palm.

The right hand was unfolded, and a row of bright silver needles appeared in front of him.

"Silver needle?"

Tang Hang was also stunned, and a terrifying word came to his mind!

Leng Feng didn't disappoint him, and snorted heavily, "Today, I will let you, the frog at the bottom of the well, open your eyes, the Nine Turns Divine Needle that has been passed down from generation to generation of my Leng family!"

"How...... How is that possible?"