Duan Tian's roar was transmitted through the Divine Dragon Decision.

Although the sound was not very loud, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone in the scene.

The restless crowd became quiet for a moment. Even the middle-aged man who was crying hoarsely stopped crying, raised his head and looked left and right with a confused expression, obviously not knowing what was happening.

"What's the noise? This is a medical center, and no one can make trouble here."

Duan Tian saw that the crowd was quiet, took a step, and said loudly: "If it is true that there is a medical accident in the medical hall, there will naturally be relevant departments to investigate and deal with us."

"We will cooperate with all official investigations, fines, jail sentences, shots, and absolutely no complaints."

His face sank: "However, if someone deliberately comes to the hospital to make trouble, then there will be absolutely no good fruit to eat. I'm going to make him pay the price he deserves."

"You make it clear, who do you say is deliberately making trouble?"

Hearing the deliberate trouble, the man's face changed slightly, and then turned into a face full of anger and grievance.

"The patients in the neighborhood queuing can clearly see that my dad was just doing his work carelessly when he was hit by a stone, and a gap was made in his forehead."

"Although a lot of blood was shed, it was not fatal, and there was no danger to life."

He pointed to Qu Feibai, who was administering: "It's just that your doctor took a few stitches, and then the person died."

"It's that you killed my father, and now you are still pouring dirty water on us, you really have no medical skills and medical ethics, it's just a triad."

After roaring, he looked at the expressions of the people around him, and was very satisfied when he saw the doubts on their faces and the sympathy for what happened to him.

Then he threw himself on the old man's body and began to cry.

"Daddy, you died so miserably."

"My son is not filial, so I can't avenge you."

"Open your eyes, open your eyes, there is no reason in this world!"

His voice was crying, looking very tragic, like crying, so that more patients cast sympathetic eyes.

When they looked at the people of the Hanging Pavilion, the previous respect was gone, replaced by a full hatred.

Hu Shilin looked anxious, took a few steps and stood next to the white-haired old man, first reached out to put his hand on the pulse, and then put it in front of his nose and carotid artery.

In the end, he looked at Duan Tian with a bitter face, obviously not probing the old man's vitality.

When the middle-aged man saw Hu Shilin's reaction, he cried even louder.

"Don't be in a hurry to cry and cry for you, Laozi, you get out of the way for me."

Duan Tian ignored everyone's gaze, didn't pay attention to Hu Shilin's reminder, and walked towards the white-haired old man with a calm expression: "Your father is still saved!"

"Don't lie, I don't want you to know my father's corpse."

Seeing Duan Tian coming over, the middle-aged man hurriedly stretched out his hands to protect the white-haired old man's body: "He's dead, and you can't let this quack insult his body anymore."

"I said he wasn't dead, he wasn't dead. Give me thirty minutes, and I'll give you back a jolt."

Duan Tian's tone suddenly became playful: "You pushed and shoved like this, and didn't let me save him, did you want your father to die, or did you already know that your father would die."

"You ......"

The middle-aged man was speechless for a while, no matter what the situation was, he couldn't deserve it.

Syllable!

Just when he was in a trance and didn't know how to deal with it, Xiang Gao Jun grabbed the back of his neck with one hand and pulled it hard.

Xiang Gaojun is already tall and strong, and his strength is greater than that of ordinary people, and he has experienced the tempering of the pure yang body last time, although he has not officially cultivated martial arts, it is still easy to subdue an ordinary person.

The middle-aged man was caught off guard, and was directly picked up from the hospital bed by Xiang Gao Jun like a chicken, and then wrapped his hands around and locked him tightly in his arms, so that he could no longer interfere with Duan Tian.

A group of people wearing filial piety clothes at the door wanted to rush forward when they saw this, but they were also pressed by Zhou Daxiang and the big wolf again, and they couldn't succeed.

Seeing the control of the scene, Duan Tian pulled Qu Feibai over, and whispered in his ear.

Qu Feibai was confused when he heard this, his face was full of shock and disbelief, but he still turned around and walked into the backyard to get busy according to Duan Tian's explanation.

Duan Tian walked clockwise three times around the mobile bed with a solemn face, and then walked counterclockwise three times, during which he reached out from time to time to poke a finger on a certain acupuncture point on the white-haired old man's body.

Jing Jiangxue looked puzzled.

Hu Shilin and Cheng Shilan looked puzzled.

The middle-aged man looked puzzled.

Zhou Daxiang and the big wolf and the rest of the crowd were also puzzled.

"Don't be foolish, I won't allow you to desecrate my father's body and soul."

The middle-aged man seemed to have found a breakthrough, and first struggled hard, but Xiang Gaojun's hands locked him firmly like iron hoops, unshakable.

He could only shout helplessly: "You have killed my father, and now you are still doing some messy things, do you hope that he will not be at peace when he dies?"

"You're so vicious, you've wasted everyone's trust in you, and you're sorry for the sign of the Hanging Pavilion. Where do you have a little bit of a hanging pot to help the world?"

Shenzhou has always believed that the dead are the greatest, and there are too many people who believe that people have spirits when they die, so Duan Tian's unexplained series of actions were translated by the middle-aged man as engaging in witchcraft to harm others, and some of the patients at the scene believed that the hospital really killed people.

"Little Master, the medicine is here!"

At this moment, Qu Feibai walked over with a tray holding a large bowl, and there was a towel on the side of the bowl, and the bowl was steaming, obviously a bowl of hot medicine just out of the pot.

The large bowl was obviously specially selected, because the bowl was not the usual perfect round, but another blunt round mouth that looked a bit like a water scoop, as if it was convenient for someone to drink water.

Duan Tian's left hand pressed the two acupuncture points at the corners of the old man's mouth, so that his mouth would open and not close by itself. Then, he wrapped a towel in a large bowl and took it, and poured a bowl of hot medicine directly into the old man.

Everyone at the scene wanted to cover their eyes for a while, although in their hearts the old man was dead, but they instinctively reacted when they thought that the hot medicine was going to flow into their mouths.

It's just that before they could react, the white-haired old man, who was originally lifeless, suddenly started to do it at the moment of the entrance of the hot medicine.

He pushed away the medicine bowl in Duan Tian's hand, then lowered his head and poured out the hot medicine that had been poured into his mouth, then rolled over and rolled to the ground, constantly fanning his mouth with his hands, and gasping for breath, looking very embarrassed.

"Tricked corpses?"

When the people around saw the scene in front of them, their bodies couldn't help but take a step back, their faces bewildered and unbelievable.

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