Chapter 545 [545] Even a hundred years is not enough, how about three hundred years?
On the way to the hospital, Ye Feng learned some information about Mr. Zhao from Zhao Fulin.

Mr. Zhao’s name is Zhao Yuesheng, and he is an old revolutionary.

He participated in the War of Liberation and the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea when he was a teenager, and made many contributions.

Later, he changed his career and returned home to work in a machine tool factory.

After the reform and opening up, Mr. Zhao, who was nearly 50 years old, started to do business.

I didn’t expect that the old man was not only good at fighting, but also very good at doing business.

He single-handedly built the Zhao family into the largest family in Guangzhou.

After listening to Mr. Zhao's legendary experience, Ye Feng couldn't help but be amazed.

This old man is definitely a tough guy.

The car drove all the way to Yangcheng First People's Hospital.

Before the car stopped, Zhao Fulin opened the door and jumped out.

Ye Feng and Luo Jingyuan hurriedly followed.

The three of them came to the VIP care ward.

Many members of the Zhao family had gathered at the door of the ward.

Seeing Zhao Fulin coming, everyone gathered around him.

"Fulin, the old man is critically ill, you must think of a solution quickly."

"Yes, our Zhao family cannot live without the old man, otherwise the family will collapse."

"I don't know how many people are waiting to see our Zhao family fall. As long as we fall, I don't know how many people will take advantage of the situation to rob us."

"You have many ideas, hurry up and find a way to save the old man..."

Zhao Fulin was annoyed by their noise and immediately shouted, "Why are you all arguing? Go away."

After all, he is the first heir of the Zhao family, so he still has some deterrent power.

Everyone stepped aside.

Only then did Zhao Fulin push open the door of the ward and walked in quickly.

Ye Feng's navigation just ended, and the corresponding location was the ward of the old man of the Zhao family.

It seems that this opportunity just happened to be bestowed upon Mr. Zhao.

He adjusted his mood and immediately followed him into the ward.

There were already quite a few medical staff in white coats standing in the ward, looking at the bed with serious expressions.

On the hospital bed, there was an old man with white hair, who was almost out of breath.

It's like a candle in the wind, as if it could be blown out at any time.

Zhao Fulin rushed to the bedside in a hurry, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."

Mr. Zhao's eyes were already unfocused at this point, and he didn't react at all.

Zhao Fulin hurriedly looked at the doctor next to him, "Why are you all still standing there? Try to find a way to save him."

A middle-aged male doctor in a white coat couldn't help but sigh, "We have tried everything, but the old man is running out of energy. I'm afraid..."

Zhao Fulin grabbed his collar and glared at him with red eyes, "What do you mean by exhausted? My dad was fine this morning and ate three buns in one go. How could he be exhausted? I think you are just incompetent." The doctor quickly pried his hands apart, "Mr. Zhao, calm down first. Mr. Zhao was just having a last gasp. We really have done our best."

Zhao Fulin yelled like crazy: "I don't want to hear this kind of bullshit. No matter what method you use, you must save my father, otherwise I will smash your broken hospital..."

Just as he was having a hysterical outburst.

Then an old man next to him suddenly said, "Actually, there is another way."

Zhao Fulin woke up instantly and turned his head to look, "You are..."

The doctor just now hurriedly introduced: "This is the miracle doctor Han Qihan. He came to our hospital today to give us instructions. He happened to see Mr. Zhao in critical condition, so he came to see him."

After listening to his introduction, Zhao Fulin hurriedly stretched out his hands and grabbed Doctor Han's arm, "Doctor Han, please save my father. As long as you can save him, I will agree to any request you have."

Doctor Han was wearing a white T-shirt and holding a palm-leaf fan in his hand. He looked like an ordinary old man playing chess on the street.

There is absolutely no trace of a miracle doctor.

Hearing Zhao Fulin's plea, Doctor Han stroked his beard and said, "Regular treatment methods are no longer effective for Mr. Zhao, but I got a folk remedy in my early years. I can't say it's effective, but maybe you can give it a try."

Zhao Fulin nodded quickly, as if he had grasped the last straw. "Then what are you waiting for? Try it now."

Doctor Han looked embarrassed, "It's just..."

Zhao Fulin suddenly became anxious, "Just what? Tell me now!"

Doctor Han sighed, "The other herbs in this recipe are common, but it still needs a medicine lead..."

Zhao Fulin asked hurriedly, "What is the medicine? Tell me, I will send someone to find it right away. Even if I have to dig up the ground in Yangcheng, I will definitely find it for you."

Divine Doctor Han couldn't help but smile bitterly, "This medicine requires a Ganoderma lucidum that is at least 100 years old. This kind of natural treasure is hard to come by, and you may not be able to buy it even if you have money."

"Can't we use other herbs instead?"

"cannot!"

After hearing what he said, Zhao Fulin immediately sat down on the ground in despair.

Because my father was injured when he was young, he has been taking medication all year round as he got older.

Over time, he also gained some understanding of these Chinese herbal medicines.

Not to mention a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, even if you want to find one that is ten or twenty years old, it is not an easy task.

Is it true that my father cannot escape this disaster?
The entire Zhao family is maintained by my father.

Once the father passed away, the Zhao family would inevitably be doomed to fall.

Not to mention helping Ye Feng fight against the Ye family, he would probably not be able to protect himself by then.

Those who have been eyeing the Zhao family for a long time will definitely take advantage of the situation to rob them.

When he thought of this, he felt a little desperate.

Is it true that the Zhao family has reached the end of its luck?

At this moment, Ye Feng's voice was suddenly heard behind him.

"No, one that's one hundred years old won't work, but three hundred years will work?"

(End of this chapter)