"Don't beat me, don't beat me, there are people outside!" At this time, the miracle Doctor Fang can only beg for mercy, otherwise, if outsiders can see that his face as the number one miracle Doctor in the world will be put to the point?

Fortunately, Miss Nie expressed her dissatisfaction. After a few hits, she stopped her hand and pointed outside: "Go out, don't interfere with my work!"

Fang Hong complained again: "Didn't I say the standard of fifty yuan? Why do you buy so many vegetables?"

"Don't worry, it's not your money." Nie Yu pouted and started washing vegetables.

I thought to myself that if you really do what you said, the customer still doesn’t know what to think of you! I’m doing this to help you a bastard to save face?

Alas... Nie Yu, Nie Yu, don’t be so mean, okay? You are willing to do something like this!

The tap water was rinsing, and the water temperature was very low in winter. Nie Yu's white and tender hands quickly turned red.

Fang Hong's heart hurt for no reason, and he couldn't help but say, "Silly, look at it. It's just a lot of food to buy so many dishes, but it's still hard to make."

Nie Yu raised his head and smiled at him: "Well, can I understand this as, do you feel sorry for me?"

"Hmph..." Doctor Fang put his hands in his pockets and walked out.

...

As soon as he walked out of the kitchen, the boy Song Shaonan shouted to him: "Hey, are there any books during this period? How many books are recommended? Is the book waste now?"

Fang Hong taught him a lesson without hesitation: "It's not me who said you, wasting your great youth on those elixirs without nutrition, sad, sad."

Song Shaonan responded to him with a big bs: "I... I haven't learned this from you yet? It makes you seem so motivated!"

Seeing this, Song Wuji immediately scolded: "Shaonan, how can you speak like this to Dr. Fang? Don't be rude!"

Song Shaonan's face collapsed. He quickly lowered his head and continued to strode the machine. He said to himself: "I'm x. I can't be friends with him in the future..."

At this time, the bowl on the ground had already received half a bowl of black blood. I knew it was blood, but I didn't know it was ink. However, the blood flowing out of Hu Zi's wound had begun to turn bright red, and the toxins in the blood were becoming less and less.

"Well, it will be fine in a while." Fang Hong looked at it and told the other elders of Song Xiao: "Now you two can diagnose Grandpa Weizi's illness."

"Yes." The two elders received the order.

"Hehe. Then I'll have you two guys." Old Li smiled.

"My brother Li is uncomfortable?" Song Wuji asked.

Mr. Li said seriously: "It's an old problem. When I was fighting the Japanese, some shell fragments were left in my lungs and could not be taken out, so I often coughed and had chest pain. Now the surgery cannot be done, and the medicine is getting less and less effective, which is quite troublesome."

In fact, with Mr. Li's status and the personal relationship between the Song and Li families, Mr. Li must have seen Mr. Song and Xiao to see him sick many times. Therefore, the two elders are naturally clear about Mr. Li's condition.

However, it is Dr. Fang who is testing the diagnosis level of the two elders. Of course, Song Wuji did not dare to be perfunctory, so he still honestly walked the four examinations for Mr. Li, "Look, smell, ask, and touch".

And Mr. Li is also a smart person? Of course, he will cooperate well.

"Oh, old man, it turns out that you are the old Red Army!" Hu Zi interrupted at this time, his eyes full of admiration: "What I admire the most is the old Red Army. Let's talk to us about the fight against the Japanese back then. The shitty dramas on TV are now broadcast, what are so fake! I'm so angry when I watch it!"

"Hu Zi, don't disturb Mr. Li's medical treatment!" Hu Zi's father hurriedly stopped him.

After experiencing the cold and cold life for most of his life, Hu Zi's father was very aware of being at the bottom of society and felt that big people like Mr. Li were not close to the bottom of society like him. Otherwise, the mild ones would be slapped in the face, and the severe ones might cause trouble.

Hu Zi disagreed: "Dad, I just admire the soldiers. If it weren't for this broken leg, I would have joined the soldiers too!"

"Haha... OK! Well said!" Mr. Li laughed heartily: "Young man, you are not bad, not bad... ahem..."

Suddenly he started coughing loudly, covering his chest, showing pain on his face.

Seeing this, Li Weizheng quickly stroked the old man's back to make his breath smoother.

"Grandpa's condition seems to be getting worse this month. He often coughs and chest pain at night, and can't sleep well." Li Wei looked worried.

Song Wuji and Xiao Hanyi sighed, but showed helplessness.

In fact, if it weren’t for searching for famous doctors, Li Weizheng would probably not have brought his grandfather to ask Dr. Fang for help.

"It's okay, it's okay." Old Li waved his hand calmly: "God is very particular about the old man who can live until now. Just leave. It's almost time. I also want to see those old comrades back then."

At this time, Fang Hong left his seat and walked behind Mr. Li, and said to Li Wei: "Weizi, please give up."

Li Wei didn't understand Fang Hong's intention, but he still made way out immediately.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Surprisingly, Fang Hong slapped Mr. Li’s back three times.

After three palms, Mr. Li coughed even more violently, as if he wanted to vomit. Just as everyone was surprised and surprised, Mr. Li spit out an old phlegm with dark red bloodshots. Not only did the cough stop, but his breathing became much smoother.

After a breath, Boss Li felt relieved and couldn't help but be surprised: "I feel much more comfortable, I haven't felt so comfortable for a long time!"

Everyone was stunned, and all the surprise turned into endless admiration in an instant.

Fang Hong looked calm and said to Song Wuji: "Let's go ahead."

"Yes." Song Wuji tried hard to suppress his inner excitement and continued to diagnose Mr. Li.

After Song Wuji finished his diagnosis, Xiao Hanyi was Xiao. When the two elders diagnosed Mr. Li, Fang Hong said, "You two prescribe a prescription for me."

So the two elders each prescribed a prescription, and Fang Hong still took a look and put it down casually.

"What do you two think about Lao Li's condition?" Fang Hong asked. This "Lao Li" naturally refers to Li Weizheng's grandfather.

In China, although Mr. Li and Mr. Li are the same two words, the order is very different when changed. The former is a respectful title for an old man with identity, while the latter is a title for ordinary people, just like the father of a tiger son. Many people call him Lao Chen, but absolutely no one calls him Lao Chen.

On the contrary, Li Weizheng's grandfather was the opposite. Only those who called him Mr. Li, and few people were qualified to call him Mr. Li, but Doctor Fang was an exception. In his eyes, people in the world were the same, and there was no difference. The only difference was that he was happy with the other party.

However, everyone is deeply shocked by Fang Hong's "magic skills", so no one notices whether Fang Hong is talking about "Old Li" or "Old Li".

Song Wuji said in a deep voice: "To be ashamed, I am a poor medical skill and I have no good idea about Brother Li's illness. At best, I can only relieve my pain a little for Brother Li."

Xiao Hanyi also said helplessly: "I can only take some conservative treatment and try to make Brother Li suffer less. There is no other way."

Fang Hong didn't say anything, picked up a pen and wrote a prescription, saying to Li Wei: "The life span will be determined by heaven. Mortals cannot forcefully reverse it. I prescribe this prescription, which will not prolong your grandfather's life. It can only ensure that he will not be tortured by illness for the rest of his life. You will be fine."

"Thank you, Dr. Fang." Li Wei couldn't help but look solemn and took the prescription solemnly.

Mr. Li immediately bowed to Dr. Fang and sincerely thanked him: "Thank you, Dr. Fang. Old man, I am almost ninety years old. How many days can I live? As long as I suffer less from the pain, I will be satisfied!"

"But, life span can sometimes be changed." Fang Hong suddenly changed his mind again.

Sure enough, Mr. Li was suddenly irritated and asked quickly: "Doctor Fang, what do you mean?"

Although he is dead without regrets, who doesn’t want to live a few more years?

Doctor Fang then took a mysterious look and said, "Medicine can only cure diseases, but not change the destiny of heaven. However, if you do your best to do good and accumulate virtue on your life, then you may change the destiny of heaven and increase your life span. Of course, whether to do it or not, how to do it is completely your own business, and I don't care."

After hearing this, Mr. Li nodded suddenly with insight: "Doctor Fang's words are reasonable."

Well, in fact, this is the divine doctor Fang who is fooling others again, and he is deliberately letting the old man use his remaining energy and accumulate merits for the divine doctor Fang!

After all, Mr. Li is not small in origin, and must be quite powerful, and he is still very valuable for "utilizing".

After prescribing Mr. Li, the tiger's snake venom was almost removed. The dripping blood was completely bright red, and the bowl below also had half a bowl of blood. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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