Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng was speechless, he was just passing by to make soy sauce. Before she had time to explain, the girl also said with a tearful voice: "Doctor, please save my grandpa, I hurt him, I shouldn't let him come to Hangyang City..."

Zhang Yifeng frowned. What he said at this time shouldn't be nonsense. That's all. Since this happened, let's help him. If he didn't help the old man, he would probably be dead in less than 10 minutes.

"Do you have a silver needle?"

Zhang Yifeng asked the nurse.

"Ah? Silver Needle?"

The nurse was stunned. This was an emergency room, not a traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture room. But she reacted quickly and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get it right away."

The nurse acted very quickly and came back panting 2 minutes later.

Zhang Yifeng took the silver needle and stabbed the old man casually a few times. The spiritual energy circulated and entered the old man's body.

Not long after, the old man exhaled a breath of turbid air, the purple color on his face quickly dissipated, and he soon returned to normal.

"Is this... ready?"

The nurse and the woman stared at Zhang Yifeng blankly, unable to react for a long time. What kind of medical skill is this? How many injections did it take to revive an old man who was on the verge of death? Not even any medical equipment was used!

The girl in nurse uniform looked at Zhang Yifeng's mask in shock. What is the background of Dr. Jia's assistant? What amazing medical skills.

At this time, the old man opened his eyes and said to the woman beside him: "Qian'er, don't worry, this is an old problem of mine."

The woman named Qian'er finally reacted and immediately rushed to the old man's bed: "Grandpa, you scared me to death. I will never dare to take you out without permission next time..."

Before he finished speaking, tears were already flowing out.

Zhang Yifeng then took a closer look at the woman. She was wearing a brand-name suit. The brand of her clothes seemed to be Louis Vuitton, which was estimated to be worth tens of thousands. The shoes she wore on her feet looked like they were Chanel. Zhang Yifeng's first impression was, This is a rich woman.

Looking at the woman's face again, she turned out to be an extremely beautiful beauty, no weaker than any movie star.

"Qian'er, it doesn't matter to me, help me sit up." The old man waved his hand and spoke again.

After sitting up, the old man looked at Zhang Yifeng.

"Doctor, you are amazing. I know my illness myself, but I didn't expect that someone could make me wake up from the illness in such a short period of time..."

Before the old man finished speaking, the girl named Qian'er seemed to have remembered something.

She turned around and looked at Zhang Yifeng in surprise, and said, "Doctor, are you a Chinese medicine doctor? Do you use silver needles? You are so good, can you tell what disease my grandfather has?"

A series of questions were thrown to her.

However, the girl named Qian'er didn't seem to be prepared for the doctor's answer, because her grandfather's disease had been examined by many famous experts at home and abroad, and they could not determine the specific condition. It was just based on the unexplained aging of his internal organs. , a critical illness notice was given, and every doctor said that her grandfather would not live for more than a year.

The woman asked this subconsciously, but mainly because she sincerely thanked the doctor for saving her grandfather's life.

Fortunately, the place where my grandfather got sick was relatively close to the hospital, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Who would have thought that just after she finished her question, Zhang Yifeng nodded and said, "I know what kind of disease this is."

Zhang Yifeng does know about this disease, and he also knows that no specific conclusion has been drawn about this disease on earth yet. Because this disease is so rare, it can be said that there is almost no one in billions.

This disease mostly occurs in Lingyue Continent.

In Lingyue Continent, there is a magical mine called Demon Face Ore.

The demon face ore looks ugly, and the lines on it are like a demon face. This is a kind of ore that can be used to refine magic weapons. The magic weapon Zhang Yifeng talks about is not the magic weapon mentioned by warriors. The magic weapon he talks about is A real magic weapon!

Demon face ore is rare and is also a treasure in Lingyue Continent.

Demon face ore has a characteristic, it is poisonous. It slowly seeps out toxins that can affect a person's internal organs. But this is only for ordinary people. The cultivators of Lingyue Continent are not afraid of this poison at all. Once the spiritual energy is swept away from the body, it will be completely eliminated.

Unfortunately, this is Earth.

The symptoms of the old man are obviously that he has been poisoned by the "demon poison" of the demon eye ore. Ordinary people who have been poisoned by the "demon poison" cannot detect it at the time. If they are in good health, it will take more than ten years, or even decades. Symptoms, but once symptoms appear, if they are not treated, it is a dead end.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng was very shocked. He never thought that there was such a mineral on the earth. It was really strange.

If you let yourself get it, it wouldn't be bad. You can also refine a magic weapon.

"What? You said you know what disease my grandpa has? Really? Then can you cure my grandpa's disease? As long as you cure my grandpa, I can help you achieve any conditions." Qian'er's girl spoke again, her hands shaking as she spoke.

The old man also looked at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief. It was amazing that the doctor was able to revive him. Unexpectedly, he also said that he knew what kind of disease he had. This was too outrageous. Is the medical level in the small Hangyang City so high? Is it possible that even an emergency room physician's assistant knows about his illness?

"What conditions can be met?"

Zhang Yifeng rolled his eyes, and then smiled slightly. It just so happened that he needed money now. This girl didn't look like someone who was short of money. It should be no problem to get some money.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng said to the nurse who still had her mouth open in disbelief: "You go out first, I will talk to the patient's family."

After the nurse left, Zhang Yifeng knocked on the table, pondered for a moment and said, "I can treat this disease."

With a "pop", the girl named Qian'er's cell phone fell to the ground, and the screen of Li Zi's cell phone fell to pieces, but she didn't care at all, but grabbed Zhang Yifeng's hand excitedly and nervously.

"Doctor, can you really cure my grandfather's disease? Don't lie to me!?"

The old man also looked at Zhang Yifeng in shock. Although Zhang Yifeng did revive him, the possibility of coincidence could not be ruled out. All kinds of famous doctors at home and abroad are helpless about his disease! Can a little doctor assistant cure his disease?

"Well, your name is Qian'er, right? Don't get excited, sit down and talk slowly."

"doctor……"

Hearing that the doctor also called her Qian'er, the woman's face turned red. She quickly let go of Zhang Yifeng's hand and sat down next to the old man obediently.

Seeing that his granddaughter was also shy, the old man chuckled, obviously feeling a little amused.