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There was only one disease in the world, and that was a poverty-stricken disease that had no cure. Even Hee Feng himself felt that he still could not cure this disease, even with the existence of the Heaven Opening Spell s.

Money was not everything, but not having money was absolutely impossible. The old man in front of him had deeply understood this principle.

Money might not be able to buy them, but money could help them prolong their lives to the greatest extent.

To this day, science and technology can indeed greatly extend life expectancy.

But the most advanced technology is also the most expensive.

He was not something that ordinary people could enjoy.

It could only be described as a way for the rich and powerful to prolong their lives of pleasure.

As for normal people, they could only lie in bed and wait for their deaths.

This was because not all techniques could be used to serve ordinary people.

Numerous medical equipment that could be compared to the world's top hospitals, the most top-notch medical teams that could be hired with money.

This was one way the old man could guarantee his survival.

In this ward that was comparable to a small top grade hospital.

Dean Guan and the others made a detailed examination for the old man.

Then, after looking at some numbers, he said to Xie Yifu who was standing by the side: "Your father's body is already somewhat better now, if we continue with this development, there's a large possibility that he'll recover completely."

Upon hearing that, Xie Yifu was overjoyed, holding onto Dean Guan's hand tightly: Thank you, thank you Dean Guan and the various doctors.

When the old man heard the Principal in front of him say that he would likely recover completely, he also revealed an ugly smile and said with a hoarse and powerless voice, "Husband, help me thank Dean Guan. And these doctors, thank you again."

The voice suddenly stopped.

The old man's head tilted to the side, unconscious.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

The previously calm and high-spirited Dean Guan was sweating profusely.

The heart rate on the display screen fluctuated in an exaggerated manner.

Everyone present was so nervous that their hearts were thumping.

This was a cold tempo!

"Get ready for first aid." Unable to attend to the rooms, Dean Guan reacted and shouted.

Then, the other doctors at the scene reacted as if they had just awoken from a dream.

Nervous and continuous first aid work began.

However, no matter what they did, no matter how hard they tried, the old man's breathing, heart rate, and pulse were all reduced. Slowly, it became a straight line on the display screen.

The old man was most likely powerless to reverse the situation.

"Dean Guan, how's my dad? Is there any hope?" Xie Yifu asked anxiously.

Even though he did not know much about medicine, he knew that things were not going well as he watched the gradually calming waves on the screen.

At this time, Dean Guan stopped what he was doing, he walked to Xie Yifu absentmindedly and said: "I'm sorry, Mister Xie, I'm afraid your father is powerless to save you."

"Helpless to reverse the situation?" Upon hearing that, Xie Yifu was furious.

He grabbed Dean Guan by the collar and asked angrily: "Didn't you just say there was a possibility of recovery? Why is there no way to save him now? "

"Your father's previous performance might have been, might have been …" Dean Guan was a little nervous, and stuttered when he spoke.

"What was that?" Xie Yifu asked angrily again.

"It's just a reflection of the light, that's all. A person who has been ill for a long time suddenly recovered. Either he's almost recovered, or else it's like this."

Hee Feng, who had been standing in the corner and watching everything from the sidelines said faintly.

"In other words, my father is hopeless?" Xie Yifu threw down the Dean Guan and asked absentmindedly.

At this time, the emergency doctors stopped what they were doing.

Originally, that seemingly nonexistent heart rate fluctuation had also just disappeared. Now, theoretically speaking, this should be done by stopping first aid and announcing the death of the patient.

"Save me! "Why did you stop? Save me!" Xie Yifu bellowed, as though he was about to collapse.

"Mister Xie, your father is already dead. There's no point in working so hard anymore. We understand what you're feeling, but …" Song Dynasty frowned and said.

"Are you going to save me or not? If not, I'll kill you!" Xie Yifu roared.

Hearing this, the doctors immediately resumed their actions.

As for Xie Yifu, his gaze was fixated on the electric waves on the display, waiting for a miracle to happen.

"I can save your father." Hee Feng said resolutely from the corner.

Upon hearing that, everyone was shocked, thinking, so what if that guy dared to say such big words, if he did not save Xie Yifu, then Xie Yifu would probably send him to his father's death.

As for Xie Yifu, after hearing Hee Feng's words, he seemed to have grabbed onto the last straw of hope of survival, and shouted: "Then why aren't you going to save him?"

Regarding this, Hee Feng only gave it a cold glare.

At this time, Xie Yifu's mind was working very quickly, and he quickly asked: What conditions do you want?

"100 million. 100 million. I'll save your father." Hee Feng said indifferently.

It was as if he wasn't talking about one hundred million, but ten thousand.

"Alright." Xie Yifu said decisively.

Upon hearing that, everyone was shocked. They were shocked that one person dared to ask for it, and another had dared to show it.

"Give me the silver needles." Hee Feng shouted.

He didn't bring anything with him this time.

"Go, go quickly!" Xie Yifu anxiously stomped his feet and shouted to a nurse.

The nurse rushed out to get the silver needles.

Although they were all western medicine, the equipment still had silver needles and other objects that could be used by traditional Chinese medicine.

When the doctors around the old man saw Hee Feng walking over, they all moved to the side to open up a path.

These doctors had mixed feelings of pity and gratitude towards Hee Feng.

Mercy was pity that he had accepted a patient that could never be saved, and Xie Yifu was definitely not a kind person.

As for gratitude, it was thanks to Hee Feng that they were able to get away with it.

Hee Feng came to the front of the old man's sickbed.

Looking at the old man on the bed, he was indeed dead beyond dead, but Hee Feng couldn't do anything about it.

The old man's heart had not stopped beating for more than a few minutes. He could still be saved!

After all, those who had died for a few days could also be revived.

This was not surprising, because there was a state of affairs in this world called false death.

As for the old man, he had obviously entered a state of false death.

Hee Feng might not be able to save the dead, but to those who had entered into a state of suspended animation and stopped their breathing and heart rate, it was impossible for them to save the dead.

It wasn't a problem.

Those who enter the fake death state and allow themselves to die, may wake up on their own. However, if it's that kind of medical first aid method, then it might be a real cool song for you.

This was because even a fake death would appear to be extremely weak and would not be able to withstand the torment.