548 I Think This Guy Is Crazy

This scene frightened everyone present.

Who would have thought that Old Master Zhao, whose complexion had just improved, would suddenly have such a change?

After vomiting blood, Old Master Zhao fell back onto the bed.

His face turned completely pale.

Meanwhile, the fluctuations of the heart monitor at the side were getting calmer and calmer.

“Quick, save him!”

Divine Doctor Han’s expression changed drastically as he hurriedly cried out in alarm.

A few doctors beside him rushed forward in a flurry and performed CPR on Old Master Zhao.

Zhao Fulin and the rest of the Zhao family were scared out of their wits.

Who would have thought that the little bit of hope they had just seen would immediately turn into despair?

A forty-year-old woman suddenly charged at Ye Feng crazily.

“It’s all your fault. You jinx. Return my Second Uncle’s life..”

Zhao Fulin 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 that there’s something wrong with his lingzhi. He must have been sent by the enemy to harm our Zhao family. I’ll fight him to the death..”

As she spoke, she continued to rush forward.

Zhao Fulin couldn’t take it anymore and slapped her face. “Brother Ye only took out precious medicinal herbs to treat my father out of kindness. How can I allow you to spread rumors and smear my father?”

The woman covered her burning face and said unwillingly, “If it wasn’t for the problem with his medicinal herbs, why did Second Uncle’s situation take a sharp turn?”

Zhao Fulin turned to look at Divine Doctor Han. “Divine Doctor Han, what’s going on?”

At this moment, Divine Doctor Han was also a little dazed. “I don’t know either. Logically speaking, this shouldn’t have happened..”

Zhao Fulin continued to ask,

At this moment, the heart monitor suddenly let out a long beeping sound.

It also indicated that Old Master Zhao’s heart had stopped beating.

This was undoubtedly a death sentence for the Zhao family. historical

Zhao Fulin and the others’ faces changed.

“Divine Doctor Han, hurry up and think of something. My father must not die..”

Divine Doctor Han looked at them in a daze. “I.. I’ve already tried my best. Old Master Zhao has already.. There’s nothing we can do.”

Zhao Fulin heard this and his mind went blank.

Meanwhile, the Zhao family members were already crying.

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

Those forces that were eyeing them covetously would definitely take advantage of the situation and carve up the Zhao family.

The end of the Zhao family was approaching.

Compared to the Zhao family, Divine Doctor Han suffered a huge blow.

Although Old Master Zhao was already at the end of his rope, he was only trying his best and did not have much hope.

However, Old Master Zhao had only died after drinking his medicine.

He could not escape this responsibility.

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

“Mr. Zhao, prepare for Old Master Zhao’s funeral.”

Zhao Fulin turned a deaf ear to his words. His mind was blank. He couldn’t hear or see anything. He didn’t know what to do next.

His mind was in a mess, and he couldn’t find any clues.

At this moment, Luo Jingyuan suddenly said, “Brother Ye, do you have any ideas?”

This sentence was like a ray of light shining into a pitch-black room.

Zhao Fulin looked up at him. “What did you say? You said Brother Ye has a way?”

Luo Jingyuan shook his head hurriedly. “You’ll have to ask Brother Ye about this. I don’t dare to say anything. But my old man’s heart had already stopped beating, and it was Brother Ye who saved him.”

When he said this, everyone present was stunned.

“What is it? Is this a joke? His heart had already stopped beating. How could he be saved?”

“You’re bragging without a draft. Isn’t this a little too exaggerated? Do you really think we’re all fools?”

“How can there be such a thing as resurrection? I think you’ve watched too many horror movies, right?”

“Impossible! This doesn’t conform to medical common sense at all..”

Although everyone said that they did not believe it, they still looked at Ye Feng, searching for an answer.

“Brother Ye, you.. Do you really have a way?”

Although Zhao Fulin felt that Luo Jingyuan’s words were a bit unbelievable, he still held onto his last bit of hope.

Ye Feng lowered his head to check on Old Master Zhao’s condition. “I can only try, but don’t have too much hope.”

When everyone heard this, their eyes widened in disbelief.

Although he said that he would barely try, it was enough to make people feel incredulous.

His heartbeat had already stopped. Was there still hope for him to save his life?

The group of medical staff started mocking him again.

“I think this guy is a lunatic. He can say anything, and he still wants to try? He’s already dead. How can he try?”

“He can’t really want to bring people back from the dead, right? Does he think he’s a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal?”

“He could even reject 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 he a lunatic?”

“Don’t treat the patient. Let us take a look at you first.”

It wasn’t just them. Even Divine Doctor Han couldn’t help but shake his head. “Little Friend Ye, you’d better not waste your energy. Old Master Zhao has already passed away, so don’t waste his remains.”

Ye Feng ignored their words.

After checking on Old Master Zhao’s condition, he picked up the ceramic jar again and poured the rest of the soup into his mouth.

Then, he quickly took out a bag of silver needles and lifted Old Master Zhao’s clothes.

His fingers quickly pierced the silver needles into Old Master Zhao’s yongquan, taixi, and yingu acupoints.

In less than a minute, Old Master Zhao’s body was covered in silver needles.

After doing all this, Ye Feng’s legs went soft and he almost fell.

Zhao Fulin hurriedly helped him up.

“Brother Ye, are you alright?”

“I’m fine. The acupuncture is done. The rest will depend on the old master’s luck.”

Ye Feng wiped the sweat off his forehead. His face was extremely pale, as if he had just experienced a huge battle.