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It can't be said that Mr. Feng's friends are some shady businessmen.

This is really the environment!

In the traditional Chinese medicine market, everyone has done this in recent years.

If you don't do this, you will become an outlier, and you won't be able to survive in the long run.

After all, in an all-black world, the only white person will either be dyed black or end up being ostracized and abandoned.

Going too far again.

Pull it back.

Sang Qingjiu seemed to be administering acupuncture, but in fact he was inserting the God-loving Gu he had cultivated during this period into Uncle Feng's body.

The God-loving Gu has no other function, its only function is to connect the nerves between the human brain and the body.

That is the so-called consciousness, which isolates most of it.

In this way, Uncle Feng's consciousness can remain awake, but he cannot control his body.

Although Gu is a weird thing, it is really fun.

Sang Qingjiu was still thinking about things while he was struggling.

Under her "treatment", Uncle Feng's body shrank visibly to the naked eye.

He's lost weight!

Mr. Feng's eyes were shining as if he saw hope.

Sang Qingjiu stopped his hand at this time, "We can't rush the detoxification. Just once every three days is enough. I'll give him a prescription. After he gets through it, let the doctor inject it intravenously, three times a day."

"it is good!"

Mr. Feng agreed immediately.

At this time, it was rare for him to feel grateful to his eldest son who died early.

If he hadn't found a fiancée for Feng Changqing with such good medical skills in advance, Uncle Feng would have definitely died!

A group of people were chatting when the ward door was opened again, and a group of people from the Zhou family stood outside the door.

The other party also brought a doctor.

At first, the Zhou family didn't care, thinking that the Feng family had hired another doctor to make the last effort.

But come in and take a look ~

Ok!

Uncle Feng was much thinner than Zhou Shuting, and there was actually some blood on his pale lips.

Is this...finding a doctor who can cure it?

Father Zhou immediately looked at Mr. Feng, and after scanning around, his eyes fell on Professor Yu.

But he was not in a hurry, but first asked the doctor he invited to examine Zhou Shuting.

as predicted.

The doctor didn't find anything.

Father Zhou then went straight to Professor Yu, "Professor Yu, please save my daughter too!"

"Ah...this..."

Professor Yu smiled helplessly.

"Professor Yu, Shuting is my most beloved daughter. How can I bear to see her become like this? Please, if I offer 200 million, please save my daughter! She is still so young!! !”

Father Zhou said in a hoarse voice.

Zhou's mother sent the doctor away, looked back, and quickly grabbed Professor Yu's sleeve and begged him.

Tears come at any time.

The one who cries is called pity, the one who cries is called mercy.

It also made Professor Yu cry, "It's not that I don't want to save him, it's that I can't help him."

But it was useless for him to say that.

Because Zhou's father and Zhou's mother watched Uncle Feng's condition improve, they almost believed that Professor Yu was the last ray of hope.

They are already dizzy.

"Professor Yu, you want to save Feng Zhuo anyway. My Shuting and Feng Zhuo's conditions are the same. You can do whatever you want..."

"Oh, it's not me who can save..."

"Please!"

"I'll kneel down for you!"

"Don't, don't!"

Professor Yu broke out in cold sweat and quickly supported Zhou's mother, "It's really not something I can save. You have to go to Qingjiu for this matter."

These two were so fast-talking that he couldn't get a word in at all.

Thinking about it, Professor Yu pointed at Sang Qingjiu, "She can cure this disease, but I can't."

what?

Father Zhou and mother Zhou were stunned and looked at Sang Qingjiu.

Looking at her young and charming little face, it was obvious that she was young, and I couldn't help but murmur in my heart.

But Professor Yu said so...

Father Zhou coughed lightly, "Who is this?"

"This is the engagement my grandson-in-law, Sang Qingjiu, and Chang Qing's father made to him. I only found out a few days ago. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been delayed until now."

Mr. Feng sighed and said.

So don't ask why we didn't find Sang Qingjiu in advance?

Because I only just met her.

You really can’t blame us for delaying the treatment.

And we are not familiar with Sang Qingjiu.

No friendship.

I can't help you with any favors.

The old man is indeed an old man.

In just a few words, those who judged the situation from 25 to 6 took no responsibility and threw away all the blame.

But Zhou's father and Zhou's mother didn't think much about it at this time.

"Doctor Nasang, do you think... we are all relatives. My Shuting and Feng Zhuo are still engaged~ Look..."

No matter what your identity is.

Mother Zhou doesn't care about this at all now.

As long as Sang Qingjiu can revive Zhou Shuting, she can support her in the future!

"That's it."

Feng Chang cleared his throat, feeling that he should help Sang Qingjiu tell his lie, "Both my brother-in-law and Miss Zhou were poisoned by a poison called color old."

"This poison is a unique poison passed down from a family that inherits medicine."

"My guess is that my brother-in-law and Miss Zhou offended each other and were retaliated against. My brother-in-law only cares about the company's affairs all day long and can't offend anyone. It's Miss Zhou's temper..."

What's Zhou Shuting's temper?

Stubborn, arrogant, and wanton.

I always feel that the whole world should revolve around me, and I will lose my temper if I don't get what I want.

Compared to Uncle Feng, who is sinister inside but calm on the outside, she is indeed more likely to offend others.

Hearing this, Father Zhou and Mother Zhou opened their mouths, not knowing what to say.

"Although Qingjiu can treat him, he delays it too late, so she can only guarantee to revive him, and he may become a little stupid."

Feng Changqing said slightly cautiously.

what?

Stupid!

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother's pupils dilated at that moment.

Mother Zhou even exclaimed, "How could this happen? Is there no other way?"

"Can you find the person who poisoned him and ask him to get the antidote?"

As soon as these words came out, a group of people all looked at Sang Qingjiu.

Sang Qingjiu touched Xiao Hei's head casually, "First, you can't find anyone. Second, there is no antidote for the old color."

"My treatment can only lead the poison out of their bodies."

Still looking for someone?

Where can I find someone who doesn't exist?

In a dream?

The corners of Sang Qingjiu's lips raised slightly, "Will it be cured or not? Make your choice early. I have to go to Jiang's house in the afternoon."

Her urging made Zhou's father and mother sigh in unison.

The two looked at each other silently again.

Father Zhou suddenly asked: "That Feng Zhuoye..."

"Ah."

Mr. Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, "No one can diagnose the disease except Qingjiu. There's nothing I can do."

"Just be stupid, it's better than being dead."

Seeing that the ward fell silent again, Sang Qingjiu coughed lightly and said, "If we don't save her, Zhou Shuting can live for two days."

"Two...save! Save, save!"

Mother Zhou reacted immediately, "Dr. Sang, we will save you. We will pay no matter how much the consultation fee is. Can you please cure her now?"