Chapter 8: Initial Trial of the Illness

To believe is to believe, but...

Lin Feng remained silent, turning his head to glare coldly at Wang Dazhong. His sharp gaze was like a knife, causing Wang Dazhong to feel a chill in his heart, and he obediently closed his mouth.

Grandma Xiaomi suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction, and this small health clinic is extremely lacking in even the most basic medical equipment. Wang Dazhong also knew that he could never treat such a serious illness, which is why he suggested sending the elderly woman to the city.

If something happens to Xiaomi's grandmother, who will be responsible

Wang Dazhong, standing nearby, was quite displeased and shouted, "Kid, if you don't understand, don't meddle recklessly"

"Alright, let's see what kind of tricks you have up your sleeve," Wang Dazhong said, crossing his arms and looking at Lin Feng with a cold smile. A myocardial infarction is no trivial matter; if not handled properly, it could endanger an elderly person's life. He didn't even dare to attempt treatment himself, yet this young lad boldly claimed he could save him, truly unaware of the gravity of the situation.

"Sister Xiaomi, do you believe me? I can save your grandmother," Lin Feng said, not bothering to pay attention to Wang Dazhong, and spoke earnestly.

"You, you haven't worn any underwear either," Wang Dazhong said, his pimples on his face jumping in anger, speaking in a flustered manner. However, he was quite surprised inside, wondering how this kid knew that he wasn't wearing any.

Lin Feng's serious demeanor is indeed quite handsome and charming

Wang Dazhong was astonished; what kind of monster is this kid? Why did I feel a chill all over my body just from a single glance?

"Indeed, I am the only doctor in the village. Grandma Xiaomi must be transferred to the city hospital immediately; otherwise, even divine intervention would be difficult to save her," Wang Dazhong said proudly.

The rural area of Shen is located in a remote geographical position, with over 100 kilometers of road to the city. The first half of the road is still unpaved, and the elderly cannot withstand such jolting. Moreover, a myocardial infarction patient should not be moved casually.

Originally, Li Xiaomi wanted to persuade Lin Feng, but the three words from Lin Feng seemed to possess a peculiar magic, instantly calming her heart.

"You haven't even prepared oxygen for yourselves. It takes at least two hours to get to the city from here. By the time we arrive, the elderly may have already passed away," Lin Feng said with a cold smile.

Feeling anxious and unsure of what to do, she could only take out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Lin Feng's forehead, which was drenched in perspiration. Li Xiaomi gently dabbed the sweat from Lin Feng's forehead with the handkerchief, resembling a virtuous little wife tenderly wiping the sweat from her husband's brow.

This is Lin Feng's first time using the method of treating illness with illness. The process is much more difficult than he had imagined. The seemingly simple illness is, in fact, quite stubborn. He has tried many times but has been unable to extract it, and beads of sweat have formed on his forehead

"Fengzi, stop messing around. It's better to listen to Dr. Wang and transfer Grandma to the city hospital. This is not a minor illness," Li Xiaomi said anxiously. Although Lin Feng had cured her snake venom, she did not dare to take any chances with the elderly's life.

Lin Feng's words were naturally understood by Wang Dazhong, but at this moment, there was no other way but to transfer the old man. He immediately replied impatiently, "You little brat don't understand anything, hurry up and get out of the way. Can you bear the consequences if the condition worsens?"

"Don't delay any longer; it will be too late if you do," Lin Feng immediately decided to treat Li Xiaomi's grandmother and the library. Under the observation of the heavenly eye, the old woman's heartbeat was extremely weak, and she was on the verge of death.

Li Xiaomi saw Lin Feng gripping his right wrist with his left hand, while his right hand was claw-like, as if grasping something. She had no idea how Lin Feng was treating his grandmother's illness.

"If you have the ability, take off your pants and give it a try," Lin Feng said with a cold smile

Lin Feng was about to attempt to extract the disease from the elderly man's coronary artery with his sick hand, but Wang Dazhong abruptly pulled him back, insisting that he should not let this young man steal the spotlight.

This is fine as well; it seems that Li Xiaomi has quite a favorable impression of this young man. Once Lin Feng causes the death of Xiaomi's grandmother, Li Xiaomi will surely hate him to the core. Wang Dazhong calculated in his mind, not in the least bit anxious, for he did not care about Xiaomi's life or death; what he cared about was merely the young, beautiful, and wealthy Li Xiaomi.

Then begin to draw out the illness

Lin Feng continued to sneer: "I don't understand, could it be that someone who can't even afford a pair of underpants understands it?"

I will take responsibility for keeping an eye on things." Lin Feng said very seriously

Lin Feng carefully observed the patient. Through his keen insight, he noted that the elderly man's coronary arteries were filled with a dense, dark miasma. It was precisely this miasma that caused the arterial blockage, putting the elderly man in critical condition. If the miasma could be eliminated and supplemented with medicinal pills, it would be entirely possible for the elderly gentleman to live another twenty years.

"Xiaomi, I have arranged the car for you. If there are no issues, let us move to the city center." A glimmer of joy flashed in Wang Dazhong's eyes. He knew that Li Xiaomi had grown up with her grandmother, and if he could save this old woman, he would eventually be able to take her down. With this thought, his lecherous gaze involuntarily drifted towards Xiaomi's curvaceous figure, and he secretly swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.