Wonderful Heavenly Doctor

The next day, the afternoon sun shines through the thin clouds and shines on the vast white land, reflecting a silvery light that makes people's eyes dazzle.

Zhao Xiaobing is practicing martial arts, and his iron head skill has been perfected. After using the medicinal materials at this time, he needs to absorb them in time.

"Lao Cheng, what's wrong with you? Did you have a heart attack?"

Suddenly, a cry of surprise rang in my ears.

Zhao Xiaobing couldn't help but look over. An old man looked embarrassed and fell to the ground with a plop, covering his chest.

Zhao Xiaobing's clairvoyant eyes were opened at this time, and the other party was not having a heart attack.

However, the old man exclaiming next to him seemed to have medical skills. In an emergency, he thought he was having a heart attack and quickly prepared to treat him.

"You're not doing that right." Zhao Xiaobing frowned, but still spoke.

The old man was eager to save people and completely ignored Zhao Xiaobing's shouting. Zhao Xiaobing hesitated for a moment and directly took the old man's hand.

"What are you doing?" the old man questioned.

"He didn't have a heart attack." Zhao Xiaobing explained simply.

The old man refused to listen and directly shook off Zhao Xiaobing's hand and looked at him angrily.

"What do you know? I am his friend. How could I not know that I have a heart disease?" the old man yelled.

"The blood supply to his heart is insufficient, which blocks the path to clear the blood flow, causing heart ischemia. All he needs to do is clear the blood flow," Zhao Xiaobing quickly explained.

Hearing what Zhao Xiaobing said, the old man was stunned.

At this time, Zhao Xiaobing took out his silver needle, gently moved the old man's hand away, and inserted it directly into the chest. After a while, the old man's hand relaxed.

The old man's breathing gradually became smoother, and his pale face gradually turned red. Upon seeing this, Zhao Xiaobing immediately withdrew his silver needle.

Zhao Xiaobing saw the old man with his eyes open and immediately helped him up.

During the whole process, the doctor and old man watching on the side were surprised and happy.

He looked at his friend who was gradually returning to normal in surprise. It really wasn't a heart attack!

how can that be possible?

He is a full-time doctor who protects the health of the elderly, but unexpectedly he almost causes a disaster.

He looked at Zhao Xiaobing who didn't panic or hesitate at all, and at the same time he felt very ashamed.

"I'm sorry, young man. I offended you so much just now. I didn't expect that I would be so confused. I'm ashamed." The old doctor thanked Zhao Xiaobing.

The rescued old man also expressed his gratitude: "Thank you, young man, thank you today."

The two sides also introduced themselves. The rescued old man was named Dr. Cheng Fei and the old man was named Deng Peng. Cheng Fei invited Zhao Xiaobing to his residence to discuss his recent condition.

Zhao Xiaobing immediately agreed, and the three of them returned to their residence together. On the way, they heard other people's honorifics to them, and also learned that the person he saved was the former deputy commander of the military region.

Zhao Xiaobing couldn't help but be surprised by their identities.

But now that he is retired, he is no different from an ordinary old man.

The two entertained Zhao Xiaobing well and talked with him enthusiastically. Zhao Xiaobing briefly explained his condition and a series of precautions.

Deng Peng was even more impressed and nodded in praise.

"Xiao Bing, your medical skills are really extraordinary, I really admire you." Deng Peng said in admiration.

"I just know a little bit about it." Zhao Xiaobing replied lightly. He also saw things more clearly because of his clairvoyance.

"Xiao Bing, thank you so much today. I will remember everything you said." Cheng Fei thanked him again. "If you encounter anything in the future, just come to me."

"Okay." Zhao Xiaobing replied with a smile.

After the short conversation, they invited Zhao Xiaobing to stay for a casual meal, but Zhao Xiaobing refused. After all, being with the two of them was too reserved and he was not used to it.

However, on the way back, Zhao Xiaobing found that he had forgotten his silver needle bag. He turned back to the villa, but was stopped abruptly by the security guard who came in, saying that he was not allowed to enter without the card.

Zhao Xiaobing asked the security guard to call the deputy commander and explain the situation. Because the two old men brought Zhao Xiaobing in before, the security guard gave him face.

While Zhao Xiaobing was waiting patiently, a man and a woman came to the door noisily.

The boys tug and tug at the girls, and the girls are very impatient and disgusted.

"Deng Yang, can you please stop moving your hands or feet?" the girl pushed him away.

Deng Yang said disapprovingly: "Haha, I like the trick of playing hard to get."

"Will I yell if you do this again?" Xiao Ju said unhappily.

"Shout, we all agree with each other, there's nothing shameful about it. You know I've always liked you." Deng Yang said shamelessly.

The woman was very angry and came towards Zhao Xiaobing. When she saw Zhao Xiaobing, her eyes lit up. When she was entangled with Deng Yang, she hid behind Zhao Xiaobing.

Deng Yang didn't care and sneered.

"Boy, get out of here!"

"People have said no, don't you think it's shameless to be so entangled?" Zhao Xiaobing stood still, looking at the girl who was as frightened as a deer, and couldn't help but frowned.

"Mind your own business." Deng Yang glared at Zhao Xiaobing and said. "Since you won't get out of the way, don't blame me."

As he spoke, Deng Yang reached out and grabbed Zhao Xiaobing's shoulder, trying to pull him away.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaobing narrowed his eyes and went over to knock the boy down. The boy's arms were tightly held, his legs were hit by a force, and he fell directly to the ground.

Deng Yang clutched the painful back of his head and glared at the nosy Zhao Xiaobing.

"Boy, are you looking for death?" Deng Yang got up and glared at Zhao Xiaobing.

"Do you know who I am? If you dare to mess with me, believe it or not, I will break your legs?"

Zhao Xiaobing looked slightly unhappy and frowned at him.

"I'll fucking kill you." Deng Yang said angrily.

When Xiao Ju saw this, he immediately said: "Deng Yang, it's none of his business, don't do anything!"

Deng Yang didn't listen at all. He stepped forward and punched Zhao Xiaobing.

Zhao Xiaobing calmly looked at him as he rushed over, and directly grabbed his fist to prevent him from moving.

Then he twisted his wrist without waiting for the other party to react. He screamed in pain and felt that his bones were about to break.

Zhao Xiaobing looked at him and threw him on the ground in disgust like a piece of trash.

"Kill me if you can, or I won't let you go." Deng Yang, who was lying on the ground, roared angrily.

Zhao Xiaobing didn't waste any time, picked him up and punched him hard. Deng Yang couldn't bear the punch and fell to the ground.

"I won't let you go. Just wait until I call someone to kill you." Deng Yang shouted while supporting his body.

When they were taking out their mobile phones and preparing to make a call, a voice interrupted them.

"Who will we not make it easier for?" Deng Peng asked, holding the silver needle bag.

As soon as Deng Yang saw his grandfather, he threw away his cell phone and ran over.

"Grandpa." Deng Yang shouted aggrievedly.

Only then did Deng Peng notice that the person sitting on the ground with a slightly swollen face was his grandson, and he stepped forward to pull him up.

Before Deng Peng could ask why, Deng Yang couldn't wait to shout.

"Grandpa, it's him who beat me like this, hurry up and teach him a lesson." Deng Yang pointed at Zhao Xiaobing and complained like a child.

Zhao Xiaobing smiled and said nothing, looking at him quietly.

Deng Peng was originally very angry, but when he saw that the person his grandson was going to hit was actually the commander's savior, he was so angry that he slapped him down.

Deng Yang was beaten dumbfounded and looked at his grandfather with a puzzled face, his eyes bulging and his face flushed.

"Why, grandpa?" Deng Yang asked puzzledly.

"You bastard, this is the deputy commander's savior, you dare to accuse him at will." Deng Peng cursed angrily.

As soon as the words came out, Deng Yang was shocked. Deng Yang looked at Zhao Xiaobing blankly, his nervous eyes were revealed, and his face was deflated.

"If you don't apologize to me quickly, you idiot will be fooling around in just one day." Deng Peng angrily rebuked.

Deng Peng mercilessly slapped Deng Yang on the back of the head and punched him hard on the back, forcing Deng Yang to bend down towards Zhao Xiaobing.

"He, how could he be Grandpa Cheng's savior?" Deng Yang questioned in disbelief.

"Your kid is really spoiled. How many bad guys have hardened wings now?" Deng Peng roared dissatisfied.

After Deng Yang realized it was true, he didn't dare to speak anymore and lowered his head.

"What are you doing standing still?" Deng Peng said when he saw him in a daze and kicked him down.

"I'm sorry, sir. It's all my fault. I can't see Taishan." Deng Yang gritted his teeth.

"Louder and more sincere," Deng Peng shouted.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, please forgive me." Deng Yang shouted.