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He Wenjie now had a very proud look on his face. He had already thought of a way to compete. He just heard that Vice President Luo suffered a loss in this aspect, so He Wenjie said with a chuckle,

"Since you dare to say this, it proves that you are also talented. Today happens to be two old leaders with the same condition in our health care center. I just don't know if you have the guts to treat them?"

Han Feng also chuckled and said,

"Are you talking about the old leader here?"

"Haha, if you dare not, I know almost everyone."

"Huh...?" He Wenjie was stunned for a moment, thinking that Han Feng was bragging and was just a backdoor guy. He knew the leaders here. Are you kidding?

"Huh..., whatever you say, I have made it clear to you that every patient here is a big leader. If you don't have time, I advise you not to talk big here, otherwise you will cause problems in the patient's treatment. You can’t afford it!”

Han Feng found it funny. Before the competition, he was thinking of using the patient to scare him away?

"You don't have to worry about this. I have very good medical skills. In my memory, I have never cured a patient before!"

"Humph...!" He Wenjie chuckled. Then he said,

"In this case, it happened to be this morning that we were scheduled to conduct further examinations on these two leaders today. Then the two of us are one person and one patient. Whoever cures the patient wins."

This time, He Wenjie was afraid that Han Feng would take advantage of him, so he found two patients. In this case, he would not believe that Han Feng could beat him.

At this time, everyone came to the consulting room together. The consulting room in the inner courtyard of the health care center cannot be described in one word. In addition to being big, all the medical equipment is available. It can be said that when the patient comes in, it is basically No need to run around, it’s all solved in one stop. It is also the most advanced medical equipment in the world.

At this time, the two patients were also slowly pushed out. When Han Feng saw Butler Tang, he was stunned for a moment, but when he saw that the patient pushed by Butler Tang was his father, Han Feng Feng felt very surprised.

No, I haven't seen him for a few days. How come his father has become so haggard? No one who sees this will believe that this is the former number one God of War in Daxia!

When He Wenjie saw Han Feng's surprised look, he felt very amused and said with a smile,

"I said, Dean Han, this is our Great Xia Kingdom's number one God of War, King Yan Han Qishan!"

"And the one next to him is the number one master in Zhongdu who kills without blinking an eye, Tang Rong!"

"What, are you scared?"

"If you are afraid, you will regret it now. As long as you voluntarily quit and give up the position of dean, today's matter will end here. At least you can save your life."

Han Feng ignored him, but at this time, Butler Tang had already pushed Han Qishan over.

"Young Master!"

"Hmm...?" Everyone was stunned for a moment. What, the young master?

He Wenjie was also stunned for a moment, thinking that he heard wrongly. Tang Rong seemed to have called "Young Master" just now. No, who was he talking to?

At this time, Han Feng nodded slightly, then looked at Han Qishan and said,

"Father!"

"Uh...!" He Wenjie heard at this time, Han Feng said "Father, what..., Father...?"

Everyone now looked at the young dean with disbelief. The dean of the health care center who had just been said to be the dean through the back door now understood everything at once. The lover's family is the son of King Yan, uh..., which son is it?

"Well..., okay, you have been interested in medical skills since you were a child, and now you have become the director of the health care center. I am really happy for you!"

Han Qishan said with a smile. In addition to his ugly face, Han Qishan also looked weak when he spoke.

Han Feng couldn't believe it. After all, his father was not like this when they met two days ago. At that time, he reminded his father, but he didn't expect that he would be like this now.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

Han Qishan didn't expect to see his son again today, and he was very happy. So he was afraid that Han Feng would worry, so he shook his head and said,

"It's nothing. It's all an old problem. It may have been caused by the disease in Northern Xinjiang."

"It's okay, it's okay, just take care of it!"

However, these words could not deceive Han Feng, because he had already guessed the seriousness of the condition through his father's face.

Now He Wenjie really didn't expect that Han Feng was actually the son of King Yan, so he kept it in mind during the next competition.

"Okay, since you, Dean Han, are the patient's family member, I think it's up to me to treat King Yan's illness!"

After saying that, he waved his hand gently, and an old marshal was pushed out in a wheelchair by two medical staff.

He also knew Han Feng. It seemed that his condition was similar to that of his father. It was just because he was older. Now he had become very serious. His head was drooping to one side and he had lost the ability to speak.

"Dean Han, a gentleman's words are hard to follow. The patient is already in place, so why don't I be rude? Just wait until I cure the patient and get out of the health care center!"

After saying that, He Wenjie hurriedly ordered his assistants and medical staff to prepare the hospital bed immediately, and then prepare the corresponding medical equipment, because He Wenjie wanted to conduct a full body examination for the patient, and then determine what the patient's condition was. .

Looking at all the medical equipment, He Wenjie was very proud. If you put these on a young doctor, he would probably have never seen them before.

But at this time, Han Feng just chuckled, went directly to the old marshal, took out a pill and stuffed it into the patient's mouth, then came behind the patient and used his own He slapped the patient's back with his palms, which made the old marshal stunned. He was already very weak, but as a result, Han Feng was almost out of breath.

"Uh..., what is this new Dean Han going to do?"

"Yes, the patient is already so sick. He is so young. He is not serious or serious. Aren't you afraid of beating the patient to death?"

"Wow…!"

Just when people were still discussing, the old marshal couldn't hold back his mouth and a jet of black blood spurted out.

"Han Feng...you, you brat, you want to shoot me to death...!"

After vomiting out the blood stasis, he didn't expect that the old marshal felt energetic, and the qi and blood in his body began to flow smoothly. With the help of Han Feng's elixir, the old marshal started to speak directly. Everyone next to me was dumbfounded!

What do you mean, is this patient cured?

But now Han Feng didn't pay attention to the old marshal at all. Instead, he came to his father, lifted up his shirt, and quickly shot out a dozen silver needles, directly sealing Han Qishan's meridians. Then he took a pill for his father.

After taking the elixir, Han Qishan's face instantly became incredulous. He never thought that Han Feng would be able to refine elixirs of this level. You must know that only high-level alchemists can refine elixirs. Such an elixir comes out. Could it be said that Han Feng is now a senior alchemist?

At this moment, He Wenjie's preparations for treatment were all ready. When he saw Han Feng beside his patient, his face immediately darkened and he said,

"What do you mean, Dean Han?"

"Don't think that your patient's condition is more serious, and then you just want to treat my patient, right?"

Han Feng didn't want to talk to He Wenjie, so he came behind Han Qishan, waved his right hand, and all the silver needles fell directly into his hands, and then he slapped his father's back a few times.

"Hey... stop it quickly. Do you know that this is my patient? If you do this again, you will lose!"

"Wow…!"

"Um…?"

Just when He Wenjie was about to reason with Han Feng, Han Qishan couldn't hold it back and vomited out a mouthful of blood. In fact, if Han Qishan's condition was more serious than the old marshal's, it was just that Han Qishan's martial arts level was higher. The reason is that when he knew he was poisoned, he used his strength to suppress the toxins in his body, which eventually made his legs unable to move.

However, Han Feng's pill just now directly extracted the toxins, and used silver needles to seal the meridians to prevent the toxins from running around. He used his own strength to slap the toxins out on his back.

"Uh..., what's going on?"

He Wenjie was a little confused, and then glanced at the old marshal and Han Qishan who stood up from the sofa. At this time, He Wenjie swallowed deeply. What on earth is going on?

But at this time, the other doctors next to him were busy whispering beside him,

"Lao He, maybe...maybe you lost!"

"Just now, the old marshal, who was almost dying, spoke. And he even cursed him!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

At this time, Han Qishan seemed very excited. No matter what the purpose was, now his son had such great abilities. How could he not be happy for him? Just when he was about to have a good conversation with Han Feng , He Wenjie shouted angrily with an expression of disbelief.

"Han Feng, I don't believe it. You all know these people. There must be a conspiracy here!"

"So, I don't accept it...!"