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Chapter 51: A wonderful rejuvenation, Kuchan Temple lost both his wife and soldiers!

Shen Fei suddenly appeared and silenced the chaotic scene for a few seconds.

But his words had no effect, and the commotion continued.

"Get out of the way! I don't have time to fight with you now!"

Everyone could see Shen Fei's impropriety just now. At this time, his words seemed even more powerless.

"I don't have time to make trouble with you. The nearest Nanshan Hospital takes twenty minutes. He is in danger now and can't wait so long!"

"Then I can't waste time with you, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The middle-aged man supporting the old man's eyes were red, and he yelled and tried to push everyone away.

During the pushing and shoving, the situation on the field became increasingly chaotic.

Hundreds of people blocked the entrance to the hall, shouting and crying children everywhere.

In the current situation, not only are the elderly unable to get out, but there may also be a stampede at the scene.

Master Yiyin paid no attention to the situation on the field. In a panic, he just led the monks to cross their knees and recite Buddhist scriptures.

Shen Fei was a little anxious. If nothing was done to stop it, a tragedy would probably occur in Tianbao Hall.

It's just that the attendants around the old man were eager to save people and couldn't listen to him at all.

The chaotic situation at the scene was witnessed by nearly one million viewers in the live broadcast room.

They all understand the seriousness of the problem, but they can only act in a hurry.

Sang Yuluo frowned and clenched her right fist, worrying about Shen Fei for no reason.

Just when Shen Fei was getting a little anxious, his eyes suddenly fell on the girl beside him who was already crying into tears.

"Do you want your grandpa to live?"

Shen Fei's sudden yell made Zhao Tan'er's mind go blank for an instant.

He nodded subconsciously and replied in a hoarse voice full of tears: "I want to!"

"If you want to save your grandpa, stop their stupid behavior. I can save your grandpa! Trust me!"

Shen Fei's expression was more serious than ever.

There was no reason, but his voice made Zhao Tan'er feel a sense of trust inexplicably.

Especially in this almost desperate time.

After looking at Shen Fei blankly for a few seconds, the girl reached out and grabbed the guard who was rushing out.

"Uncle Wang, put grandpa down!"

"Miss, you know what you are saying..."

"I said, put grandpa down!"

The girl's intransigent look made everyone's hearts tremble, and the roar gradually calmed down the noise at the scene.

Although they were worried about Zhao Qiming's safety, everyone still followed the instructions and carefully laid the old man flat on the ground.

Seeing that the situation was stable, Shen Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

He stepped forward and began to carefully check the old man's condition.

The more I looked, the more frightened I became.

As time passed, Shen Fei's eyebrows twisted into a rope.

The patient's condition was much more serious than he imagined.

The old man's guard suddenly became impatient when he saw that he was only checking his pulse and not performing any other operations.

Zhao Tan'er was also a little anxious, but she didn't dare to disturb Shen Fei.

Another two minutes passed like this.

"Heart and lung failure, lymphoma, and actually leukemia? Do you want it to be so miserable?"

! ! !

Hearing Shen Fei's words, Zhao Tan'er and several guards around her opened their eyes in shock.

This is the first time they have heard that these problems can be detected by taking a pulse.

Plop~

The attendant, whom the girl called Uncle Wang, knelt down in front of Shen Fei without saying a word.

No matter how stupid you are, you should know that the young man in front of you is the old man's last hope for survival.

"Little brother, please save Mr. Zhao!"

"What are you doing? For such a big man to kneel down when asked, Buddha saw the joke. Get up. If you can save me, you will definitely save me!"

As he spoke, Shen Fei took out the gold and silver nine needles he carried with him.

It is definitely impossible to save him. The system gives him omnipotent medical skills, not the ability to bring the dead back to life.

But there is no problem in helping him stay alive.

Shen Fei took out the filiform needle.

Ask someone to take off the old man's shirt.

A silver needle was inserted into Qihai, Guanyuan, Qimen, Taixi, Tianshu, Shangwan, Yindu and other points.

The technique is skillful and dazzling.

The silver needle has the system's own strengthening effect, but it can only temporarily save your life.

The most dangerous thing for the elderly right now is cardiopulmonary failure, which requires modern high-tech auxiliary treatment.

After Shen Fei finished the injection, Zhao Qiming's breathing was obviously much calmer, and his face was a little rosy.

Everyone was relieved when they saw this.

Zhao Tan'er finally couldn't help but asked: "How is my grandfather?"

"Not so good~"

Shen Fei's words made the girl's heart clench instantly.

The tears that were finally stopped showed signs of collapse again.

"Hey, hey, don't cry. I haven't finished saying this yet! Although the patient's health is not in good shape, his life is saved. However, my acupuncture can only temporarily stimulate the activity of the heart and lungs. If I want to put the person out of danger , we have to send the person to the hospital for surgery quickly!"

"Hey, wait, what are you doing? Why are you so anxious?"

Seeing that the old man's guard was about to carry him out of the hall without saying a word, Shen Fei quickly stopped.

"It's not you who said..."

"There are still needles sticking into your body. You are muscular and simple-minded. I asked you to stop being so frizzy when doing things!"

Shen Fei glared at him fiercely, only thinking that the other person was an ordinary guard, and did not think about his identity at all.

If others knew this, if the dignified Nightingale was pointed at the nose and scolded like this, the key would be that he didn't have any temper at all.

I don’t know how many people’s jaws will be shocked.

"Hey, what about you? Stop chanting. Is there anything like a stretcher in your temple?"

The sound master who had always been aloof from the world finally opened his eyes when he heard Shen Fei's voice.

The eyes of everyone in the palace looking at him were more or less filled with anger.

Obviously they were dissatisfied with his previous inaction.

"Ah? Stretcher? Is the bed plank ready?"

Soon some monks brought two pieces of bed boards spliced ​​together.

Shen Fei asked everyone to carefully put the old man up.

Everyone in the hall also made way for a passage in an orderly manner.

Unexpectedly seeing a red mark on the face of a little boy, Shen Fei raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Everyone was injured just now. Please ask the Yiyin Master to get medical expenses. Kuchan Temple is rich and powerful, so this small amount of money is not a problem. Yanyin Master, what do you think?"

"Ah? I'll pay..."

Just as the fat monk was about to fight back, he noticed hundreds of scrutinizing glances from the pilgrims in the temple.

What they did just now really chilled everyone.

Yanyin also knew that if he didn't shed some blood, it would be difficult to quell the public's anger.

"Ha, we should! I, the Buddha, will save the world and these are what we should do!"

"Master has mercy!"

Shen Fei smiled and gave him a Buddhist salute, then followed the guards and sent the old man to the hospital.

Looking at Shen Fei's retreating figure, Yanyin's eyes twitched and she just wanted to find a place to cry.

Notwithstanding the wonderful Buddha bathing ceremony, not a penny was put into the ten merit boxes, and I still had to post them out when I was done.

Who can I ask to reason with this?

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