Is the child's situation dangerous
These words stunned Zhang Feng for a moment. He checked the condition of the nuns and nuns by himself. Although it was pneumonia, it hadn't reached the point where he had to be hospitalized. Infusions were enough. How could it be dangerous
After all, he is considered a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. The kind with a license is absolutely not allowed to be questioned by others.
Turning around, Zhang Feng saw the person who was talking, wearing a white tunic suit and carrying a civilization stick. He was forty or fifty years old, extremely handsome and extremely handsome, and made it clear that he was dressed for picking up girls.
"Huh!" A faint sigh of disdain.
"Zhang Feng, 囡囡she..."
Li Jiangying was very worried, and asked in a low voice. Before she finished speaking, Zhang Feng's small hand was held by Zhang Feng's big hand, her face blushed, and she couldn't say anything else.
If you want to pull out your hand, Zhang Feng's grip was so tight that she almost licked her head to her chest, so she didn't dare to look at Ye Qingxuan's face.
Fortunately, Ye Qingxuan's attention was focused on the middle-aged man in a sluggish suit and didn't pay attention to this scene. Otherwise, I don't know how to be jealous.
The middle-aged man pretending to be forced is naturally Zhong Ze. He thought that a word of his own would arouse Zhang Feng’s ambition, and then he could use his rich knowledge of Chinese medicine to slap Zhang Feng in the face and anger him. , Than he did it to himself.
When the time comes, he can beat him fatally and avenge Ding Wei.
However, Zhang Feng was too calm and didn't catch the stubbornness at all, which made him feel like he was hitting the cotton with a punch, which made his chest feel suffocated for a while.
Holding back the anger, Zhong Ze stepped forward and said loudly: "The little patient obviously has a very serious pneumonia. After the infusion, he should be hospitalized for observation. If his condition does not improve, he should be hospitalized immediately..."
"What do you tube?"
Zhang Feng said faintly, directly on Zhong Ze's chest.
"..."
Zhong Ze's eyes were protruding, and he didn't get over for a long time.
I have never seen such a rude person!
With Zhong Ze's reputation in the TCM circle in Tang City, no one dares to save him face, even the city's TCM hospitals dare not do so. Otherwise, whether the Chinese medicinal materials can be transported to the hospital will have to be said.
But in front of Zhang Feng, he was ruthless and rude.
"You... You don't know good people!"
Zhong Ze exclaimed angrily.
"You are a good person? Why do I think you are someone who deliberately came to trouble me? Is it Ding Fulong? He is really careful, and the enemy does not stay overnight?"
Zhang Feng questioned each sentence.
From the moment Zhong Ze appeared, he clearly felt that the other party was targeting him, and after carefully observing Zhong Ze, everything became clear.
The step is steady, the heel is light, and he clearly has body stance. The posture held by the civilized stick in his hand seems casual, but in fact it is the standard way of holding a sword.
From these two points alone, Zhang Feng can conclude that the opponent is a warrior.
Although the level of cultivation level cannot be seen directly with the naked eye, Zhang Fengyiyang can roughly judge from his breathing rate that the opponent's cultivation level is only about Rank 4.
How could such a "little" person let Zhang Feng give him face
"You... I... I have nothing to do with Deputy Dean Ding!" Zhong Ze's expression changed again and he hurriedly defended.
If he admits it, everyone will think that he is here to help Ding Fulong get revenge, and all the next plans will be ruined.
"It doesn't matter, I don't care who sent you, and if you dare to go crazy in front of me, I will let you know that the thickness of a human face is not more than one centimeter!"
The corner of Zhang Feng's mouth raised and said murderously, taking a step forward, and the domineering aura suddenly spread.
Zhong Ze has never worked with people from the rivers and lakes. The actual combat experience is scum, and he has never seen such a powerful thing as aura. He took a deep breath and was about to anger Zhang Feng, and he was wrapped up by the aura.
In an instant, he felt difficulty breathing, as if stepping on the swamp with the same foot. The harder he struggled, the faster he would sink, and the sense of fear was coming quickly.
"You... What demon technique did you use against me?"
As if losing control of his body, Zhong Ze cried out in horror.
"Huh, what did you say?"
Zhang Feng asked with an inexplicable expression, and at the same time strengthened his aura, the strong and cold murderous aura gradually diffused.
The aura was aimed at Zhong Ze alone, and the people around him couldn't feel anything.
"You... what did you do to me?"
Zhong Ze became more and more frightened, his face sullen, his face flushed, as if constipation was straining.
Zhang Feng spread his hand and said to the people around: "Is this guy going to touch porcelain? I didn't touch him at all!"
around
There was a burst of contemptuous laughter.
"Hey, old man, you didn't do it like this. At least, you have to get a punch and lie down on the ground."
"Yes, standing up and pretending to be unable to pull shit, what a touch of porcelain!"
"Man, should I play one for you?"
The family member next to him immediately pretended to punch him in the face, and this guy started to convulse when he was lying in an illness, acting like the real one.
A burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the infusion hall, and joy dispelled the pain of many patients.
Zhong Zechu was in the hallway in the hall, no matter how hard he tried, his body couldn't move, he was laughed at by everyone again, he held his breath in his chest, and let out a wow.
A blood arrow almost splashed on Zhang Feng's foot.
The laughter in the hall stopped abruptly, and everyone was dumbfounded by this scene.
"Come on to vomit blood, awesome!"
The guy who pretended to twitch just now gave a thumbs up.
When Zhang Feng saw this, he withdrew from the aura, turned his head and said to Li Jiangying: "Xiao Li, have you seen it? This guy is here to touch porcelain. However, his technique is not enough and he vomited blood. Xiao Nannan’s condition, Qian Don’t disclose it to this kind of person. Let’s transfer to the hospital as soon as possible to avoid being taken."
Li Jiangying nodded vigorously, agreeing with Zhang Feng's statement.
Zhang Feng looked at Luo Yina again, and said: "Little Yiyi, don't infuse you here, too. If Vice President Ding poisons you with the medicine, there is no place for us to cry."
Rowena has no objection, just nodded.
Ye Qingxuan suddenly coughed, and Zhang Feng that caused Zhang Feng to look at her nervously, don't let his wife get sick.
At this look, her heart slammed, and she saw Ye Qingxuan staring at her sharply and staring at her hand.
Damn it, holding Li Jiangying's little hand, it's so touching...
Zhang Feng secretly complained about himself, let go of Li Jiangying's little hand without a trace, and told her to hug her, and she picked up Luo Yina and planned to leave the first hospital directly.
"You... stop!"
Zhong Ze stood up, facing the backs of several people, roaring like a wounded beast.
Zhang Feng hugged Luo Yina and turned around and asked inexplicably: "Old man, do you want to touch porcelain?"
"I touch your mother!"
Zhong Ze was furious and roared, and everyone in the shaking infusion hall condensed.
(End of this chapter)