A young man and woman were crying helplessly while holding and rocking an old man’s unconscious body. It was a pitiful sight.
Chu Feng frowned. Observing the patient, he was trying to determine the kind of illness and the corresponding treatment based on the ‘Collection of Mystical Healing’. Just then, there was a voice.
“Excuse me, I’m a doctor. Let me through.”
The person was a man of old age. However, he was tall and well-built, and he spoke with confidence. His snowy white hair had been combed meticulously, and he wore a pair of frameless glasses over his deep-set eyes. Just one look at him and you would able to tell that he was a man who was serious—somebody who would carry out his task with drive and sweep.
Behind the old man was a young and beautiful woman. With an age of around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, she had exquisite features and a lanky body. She had long, straight and beautiful legs—which were about 1.2 meters long—that were accentuated by a pair of tight hugging light blue jeans.
On the girl’s delicate nose hung a pair of silver-framed glasses. She had a touch of intellectual beauty, and her face had a certain haughtiness, causing her to resemble a lotus flower, aloof and clean.
“Make way. If it’s poorly ventilated, it would affect the patient’s breathing, and if something happens to the patient, it would all be your fault.”
Once the cold and haughty woman shouted, the crowd who had initially gathered around quickly dispersed.
Nowadays, it was better to avoid trouble. It was one thing to be a bystander but nobody wanted a lawsuit.
The old man squatted down immediately. With lightning speed, he checked the patients’ eyelids, tongue, and breathing. Then, he held the patient’s wrist and performed a pulse diagnosis.
“A-Are you a doctor or not? Hurry and save him.” The old man’s daughter was very anxious. Brimming with emotions, she shouted, “If you can’t save him, then get lost. Stop wasting time!”
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