Rebuilding against the odds, starting from before my wife and daughter jumped off the building

At the same time, in the main room of the inner courtyard.

Feng Zhankui's face was pale and his eyes were closed. If he was not still holding on to a breath, he would have been almost dead.

The genius doctor Xue Pingjin was so busy that he was exhausted and sweating profusely.

Even though he tried his best, Feng Zhankui's condition did not improve, and it even got worse.

"Master Feng, I have done my best."

"Dr. Xue, what do you mean?"

"The old man has already developed the five signs of aging, and there is nothing I can do to save him."

Xue Pingjin lamented and put away all the silver needles.

The Five Signs of Decline of Heavenly Beings are five strange phenomena that appear when their life is about to end.

They are: dirty clothes, withered hair, sweaty armpits, smelly body, and unhappiness with this master.

Feng Zhankui's current state was the Five Deteriorations of Heaven and Earth.

Even though Feng Yong didn't understand Chinese medicine, he now understood what Xue Pingjin meant.

With a thump, Feng Yong knelt on the ground and begged:

"Doctor Xue, you are the medical expert of Jiangbei. You must have a way to save my father, right?"

"Master Feng, I'm sorry!"

Xue Pingjin packed up the medicine box and walked out the door with a melancholy look on his face.

Just at this moment, a young man in a suit and tie walked in quickly.

Behind him was a blonde foreign beauty and dozens of middle-aged men and women holding various medical instruments.

They have a strong aura and are full of oppression.

Just as they passed by Xue Pingjin, the young man in a suit and leather shoes suddenly stopped and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Hey, isn't this Jiangbei's miraculous doctor Xue Pingjin? How come even you can't cure Grandpa Feng's illness? Oh! But it's true, Chinese medicine is all liars, it's oriental witchcraft. Expecting liars to save people is no different from stealing money and killing people."

"Young people can eat whatever they want, but they can't say whatever they want."

Xue Pingjin, who was walking towards him, was completely enraged by the other party's arrogant attitude and words. He stopped, stared at the young man with sinister eyes, and said angrily:

"You can insult me ​​and mock me, but you cannot insult traditional Chinese medicine and the treasures left by our ancestors."

"Witchcraft is just witchcraft. There is no such thing as a treasure. Don't flatter yourself."

Young people are arrogant and have trampled on traditional Chinese medicine.

Then, he pointed to the foreign beauty next to him and said:

"See? President Aretha Franklin is a medical leader and a role model for all mankind. You are just a liar."

"Mr. Chen is right. Chinese medicine practitioners are all liars. Western medicine is the benchmark of human medicine."

The foreign beauty spoke in broken Mandarin, her words full of contempt and sarcasm.

This made Xue Pingjin even more angry, and he immediately cursed:

"Where did you come from, you barbarian girl? Do you know Chinese medicine? Do you know what Chinese medicine stands for?"

"I don't understand Chinese medicine, and I don't want to know what it represents. I only know that Western medicine can save lives and benefit mankind."

The foreign beauty said this very arrogantly without even looking at Xue Pingjin.

"Mr. Chen, may I ask where the patient is? I don't want to waste my time on these useless people."

"President Aretha, please follow me."

The young man's expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book. He immediately put on a pug look and passed by Xue Pingjin with Aretha.

At the same time, Feng Yong, who heard the noise, also hurried out from the inner room, grabbed Xue Pingjin's hand, and begged bitterly:

"Doctor Xue, please, think of another way to save my father."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was pulled away by a young man next to him, who said righteously:

"Uncle Feng, there's no need to beg him. He's just a liar. There's nothing to beg. Look who I invited here."

"Who?"

Feng Yong looked at the young man in surprise, with a hint of displeasure clearly flashing across his face.

The young man didn't care at all, pointing at the foreign beauty and saying loudly:

"Her name is Aretha, and she is the president of the International Medical Association. These people are the core members of Aretha's medical team. They are world-renowned and famous miracle doctors. There is no patient who cannot be saved by them."

His name is Chen Shaofeng. He is the eldest son of the Jiangbei Chen family and an avid pursuer of Feng Chengcheng.

In order to win Feng Chengcheng's favor, he tried every possible means.

This time, he spent a huge amount of money to invite Aretha to Longguo just to treat Feng Zhankui.

Hearing the name of the International Medical Association, not only did Feng Yong's eyes light up, even Xue Pingjin, who was about to leave in anger, stopped.

The name was so shocking that he had to look at it with new eyes.

Feng Yong excitedly held Chen Shaofeng's hand and thanked him repeatedly.

"Shao Feng, you are the savior of our Feng family. As long as President Aretha can save the old man's life, you can ask me to do anything."

“Don’t worry, Uncle Feng. The reason why I brought President Aretha and her team to the Feng family is to save Grandpa Feng. We will spare no effort to save him.”

Chen Shaofeng spoke passionately and with awe-inspiring righteousness.

As long as Feng Zhankui's illness can be cured, not to mention getting Feng Chengcheng, even getting the entire Feng family would be a piece of cake.

"President Aretha, thank you for your help!"

"Lead the way!"

"President Aretha, please follow me!"

Feng Yong excitedly took Chen Shaofeng, Aretha and others into the room and quickly assembled medical equipment.

Xue Pingjin came back and followed in.

He wanted to see what methods these foreigners used to bring a dying man back from the brink of death.

In less than five minutes, all medical equipment was assembled.

The whole room seemed to have turned into a small medical treatment room.

There are all kinds of medical emergency equipment, including ECG monitors, ventilators, defibrillators, cardiopulmonary resuscitation devices, etc.

Aretha, Chen Shaofeng, Feng Yong, and all the team members changed into sterile surgical gowns. Even Xue Pingjin was no exception and also put on sterile gowns.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the room became extremely tense and solemn.

While examining, Aretha asked about the various examination data.

"What are the results of the five blood tests?"

"All data are normal."

"How's your heart rate and blood pressure?"

"Heart rate 40, heart rate 42, high pressure 60, low pressure 45."

"What are the results of the brain CT and heart ultrasound?"

"The CT scan showed scattered high-density hemorrhage foci in the low-density brain, accompanied by a space-occupying effect, which appeared as round-shaped high-density foci with clear boundaries. There were defects in the left and right ventricles, and the blood in the left and right ventricles was shunted, which increased the blood flow in the systemic circulation."

"This is a cerebral infarction complicated by myocardial infarction. Immediately initiate craniotomy and heart bypass surgery."

As a series of test results came out, Aretha immediately came to a conclusion and a series of treatment plans.

From the perspective of Western medicine, Feng Zhankui had edema and blood clots in his brain, as well as myocardial infarction, and he could be cured through surgical treatment.

Seeing such a professional medical team, Chen Shaofeng began to brag again and whispered in Feng Yong's ear:

"Professional matters should be left to professionals. Uncle Feng, you see, this is the charm of Western medicine. It only took a moment to find out the cause of Grandpa Feng's illness. As long as the operation goes smoothly, Grandpa Feng will be able to turn danger into safety and live a long life."

"Okay, okay, President Aretha is worthy of being the leader in the medical field. Feng admires her."

Feng Yong had never witnessed the entire process of a medical examination at such a close distance in his entire life.

Now that I see there is hope for the old man to survive, the haze in my heart is gone.

Not only did he praise Aretha, he was also extremely grateful to Chen Shaofeng.

"Shaofeng, thank goodness for you, otherwise your Grandpa Feng... Hey! I have so many words to say, uncle thanks you so much!"

"Uncle, you are too kind. This is what I should do."

Chen Shaofeng suddenly felt that everything he had done was worth it. As long as things continued to develop at this pace, Feng Chengcheng and the entire Feng family would be his sooner or later.