Chapter 548 [548] I think this guy is a lunatic

This scene frightened everyone present.

Who could have thought that Mr. Zhao, whose complexion had just improved a little, would suddenly suffer such a change?
After vomiting blood, Mr. Zhao fell back onto the hospital bed.

Now his face turned completely pale.

The ECG monitor next to it was becoming increasingly calmer.

"Quick, save people!"

Doctor Han's face changed drastically and he exclaimed in haste.

Several doctors nearby rushed over in a panic and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Mr. Zhao.

Zhao Fulin and a group of Zhao family members were all frightened at this time.

Who could have thought that just when we saw a glimmer of hope, it would immediately turn into despair?
A woman in her forties suddenly rushed towards Ye Feng like crazy.

"It's all your fault, you bad mouth, give me back my uncle's life..."

Zhao Fulin hurriedly grabbed her, "Are you crazy? What are you doing? What does this have to do with Brother Ye?"

The woman's eyes were red. "I suspect there is something wrong with his Ganoderma lucidum. He must have been sent by the enemy to harm our Zhao family. I will fight him..."

Having said that, he continued to rush forward.

Zhao Fulin couldn't stand it any longer and slapped her in the face. "Are you sick? Brother Ye was kind-hearted and took out precious herbs to treat my father. How could I allow you to spread rumors and slander me?"

The woman covered her burning face and said unwillingly, "If there was no problem with his medicinal materials, why would Second Uncle's condition take a turn for the worse?"

Zhao Fulin turned his head and looked at Divine Doctor Han, "Divine Doctor Han, what is going on?"

Doctor Han was also a little confused at this time, "I don't know either. Logically speaking, this kind of thing shouldn't happen..."

Zhao Fulin continued to ask questions.

At this moment, the ECG monitor suddenly made a long beep.

It also indicates that Mr. Zhao's heart has stopped beating.

This was undoubtedly a death sentence for the Zhao family.

The expressions of Zhao Fulin and others changed drastically.

"Doctor Han, please think of a solution quickly. My father must not die..."

Doctor Han looked at them in despair, "I... I have tried my best. Mr. Zhao is... beyond help."

When Zhao Fulin heard this, he was struck by lightning. He stood there in a daze, his mind going blank.

The Zhao family was already in tears.

They could imagine that once the old man passed away, their Zhao family would collapse immediately.

Those forces who are eyeing them covetously will definitely take advantage of the situation and divide the Zhao family up.

The end of the Zhao family is near.

Compared with the Zhao family, Doctor Han suffered an equally huge blow.

Although the old man of the Zhao family was already on his last legs, he was just trying to give it a try and did not hold out too much hope.

But after all, Mr. Zhao died after drinking his medicine.

He cannot escape this responsibility.

He let out a long sigh and turned to look at Zhao Fulin.

"Mr. Zhao, please prepare for Mr. Zhao's funeral."

Zhao Fulin turned a deaf ear to his words. His mind was blank. He could not hear anything, could not see anything, and did not know what to do next. His head was like a tangled mess, and he could not find any clues.

At this moment, Luo Jingyuan next to him suddenly said, "Brother Ye, do you have any solution?"

These words were like a ray of light shining into a pitch-dark room.

Zhao Fulin raised his head and looked at him hurriedly, "What did you just say? You said Brother Ye has a solution?"

Luo Jingyuan hurriedly shook his head, "You have to ask Brother Ye about this. I dare not say anything. But my old man's heart had already stopped beating, and it was Brother Ye who brought him back to life."

When he said this, everyone present was stunned.

"What? Are you kidding? His heart has already stopped beating. How can he be saved?"

"You brag without thinking, isn't that a bit too much? Do you really think we are all fools?"

"How can there be such a thing as resurrection from the dead? I think you have watched too many horror movies."

"Absolutely impossible! This is totally inconsistent with medical common sense..."

Although everyone said they didn't believe it, they still turned their eyes to Ye Feng, looking for the answer.

"Brother Ye, do you... do you really have a solution?"

Although Zhao Fulin found Luo Jingyuan's words a little unbelievable, he still asked with the last glimmer of hope.

Ye Feng lowered his head to check on Mr. Zhao's condition and said, "I can only give it a try, but don't hold your hopes too high."

When everyone heard this, their eyes widened in disbelief.

Although he said it was just a reluctant try, it was enough to make people feel incredible.

The heart has stopped beating. Is there any hope of saving him?
The group of medical staff started to sneer again.

"I think this guy is just a lunatic. He can say anything. Why would he even try? How can he try when the person is dead?"

"He doesn't really want to bring someone back to life, does he? He thinks he is a Daluo Jinxian!"

"He even rejected Divine Doctor Han. Think about it, is this something a normal person would do?"

"If you put it that way, then we can understand. Isn't this just a psychopath?"

"Don't treat the patient anymore. Let us help you first."

Not only them, but even Doctor Han couldn't help but shake his head, "Friend Ye, you'd better not waste your energy. Mr. Zhao has passed away, so don't mess with his body anymore."

Ye Feng turned a deaf ear to their words.

After checking on Mr. Zhao's condition, he picked up the ceramic jar again and poured all the remaining medicine into his mouth.

Then he quickly took out a pack of silver needles from his body and lifted up Mr. Zhao's clothes.

His fingers flew as he inserted silver needles into Mr. Zhao's Yongquan, Taixi, Yingu and other acupoints.

In less than a minute, Mr. Zhao's body was full of silver needles.

After doing all this, Ye Feng's legs went weak and he almost fell down.

Zhao Fulin, who was standing by, hurriedly supported him.

"Brother Ye, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. The acupuncture has been completed. What happens next depends on the old man's luck."

Ye Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead. His face was very pale, as if he had just experienced a great battle.

(End of this chapter)