Chapter 545： Not for a hundred years, but for three hundred years?

On the way to the hospital, Ye Feng learned some information about Mr. Zhao from Zhao Fulin.

Mr. Zhao's name is Zhao Yuesheng, and he is an old revolutionary.

As a teenager, he participated in the War of Liberation and the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, and made many contributions.

Later, he changed jobs and returned home, working in a machine tool factory.

After the re-opening, Mr. Zhao, who is nearly fifty years old, started to do business in the sea.

I didn't expect that the old man was very good at fighting and doing business like a duck to water.

Single-handedly built the Zhao family into the largest family in Yangcheng.

Ye Feng couldn't help but secretly dumbfounded after hearing Mr. Zhao's legendary experience.

This old man is definitely a fierce man.

The car drove all the way to the First People's Hospital of Yangcheng.

Before the car came to a complete stop, Zhao Fulin had already opened the door and jumped off.

Ye Feng and Luo Jingyuan hurriedly followed.

The three of them came to the VIP nursing ward all the way.

Many Zhao family members had already surrounded the door of the ward.

Seeing Zhao Fulin's arrival, everyone surrounded him one after another.

"Fulin, the old man is critically ill, you should quickly find a solution."

"Yes, our Zhao family cannot live without the old man, or the family will collapse."

"Now I don't know how many people are waiting to see our Zhao family fall. As long as we fall, I don't know how many people will take advantage of the fire."

"You have many ways, quickly find a way to save the old man..."

Zhao Fulin had a headache from their quarrel, and immediately yelled, "What are you arguing about? Just stay."

After all, he is the first heir of the Zhao family, so there is still some deterrent power.

Everyone stepped aside one after another.

Only then did Zhao Fulin push open the door of the ward and walked in quickly.

And Ye Feng's navigation just ended, and it happened to be the ward of Mr. Zhao's family.

It seems that this opportunity happened to be on Mr. Zhao's body.

He adjusted his mood and immediately followed into the ward.

There were already many medical staff in white coats standing in the ward, looking solemnly at the bed.

And on the hospital bed, there was an old man with white hair lying on his head, and he was already very angry at this moment.

It was like a candle in the wind, as if it could be blown out at any time.

Zhao Fulin rushed to the bed in a hurry, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."

At this time, Mr. Zhao's eyes were already distracted, and he didn't respond in any way.

Zhao Fulin hurriedly looked at the doctor next to him, "What are you all doing in a daze? Hurry up and find a way to save people."

A middle-aged male doctor in a white coat couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "We've tried all the methods, but the old man has already run out of oil, I'm afraid..."

Zhao Fulin grabbed his collar and stared at him with red eyes, "What do you mean by running out of oil? My dad was fine this morning. He ate three buns in one go. How could he run out of oil? I It seems that you are incompetent."

The doctor hurriedly broke his hand away, "Mr. Zhao, please calm down first, Mr. Zhao is just a flashback, we have really tried our best."

Zhao Fulin yelled like crazy: "I don't want to listen to this kind of nonsense, no matter what you do, you have to save my father, otherwise I will smash your poor hospital..."

Just when he was venting hysterically.

An old man next to him suddenly said: "Actually, there is another way."

Zhao Fulin woke up in an instant, and hurriedly turned his head to look, "You are..."

The doctor hastily introduced just now: "This is Han Qihan, a genius doctor. He came to our hospital to guide the work today. It happened that Mr. Zhao was critically ill, so he happened to come over to have a look."

After hearing his introduction, Zhao Fulin hurriedly stretched out his hands to grab Miraculous Doctor Han's arm, "Miraculous Doctor Han, please save my father. As long as you can save him, I will agree to whatever you ask."

Miracle Doctor Han was wearing a white T-shirt, holding a plantain fan in his hand, and looked like an ordinary old man playing chess on the street.

There is no sign of a genius doctor at all.

Hearing Zhao Fulin's entreaties, Miracle Doctor Han stroked his beard, "The regular treatment methods are no longer effective for Mr. Zhao, but I got a folk prescription in the early years. I dare not say it is effective, but maybe I can barely try it."

Zhao Fulin seemed to be grasping at the last straw, and nodded quickly, "Then what are you waiting for? Try it quickly."

Miracle doctor Han looked puzzled, "It's just..."

Zhao Fulin became anxious immediately, "Just what? Tell me quickly!"

Miracle doctor Han sighed, "The other herbs in this recipe are common, but we still need an introduction..."

Zhao Fulin hurriedly asked, "What medicine primer? You tell me, and I'll send someone to find it right away. Even if I dig Yangcheng three feet into the ground, I will definitely find it for you."

Miracle doctor Han couldn't help smiling wryly, "This medicine primer requires Ganoderma lucidum that is at least a hundred years old. This kind of genius and treasure is rare, and you may not be able to buy it if you have money."

"Can't it be replaced by other medicinal materials?"

"cannot!"

After hearing what he said, Zhao Fulin immediately sat down on the ground in despair.

Because my father was injured when he was young, he took medication all the year round when he was older.

Over time, he also has some understanding of these Chinese herbal medicines.

Let alone a century-old Ganoderma lucidum, even if you want to find one that is ten or twenty years old, it is not an easy task.

Could it be that father really couldn't escape this catastrophe?

The entire Zhao family is maintained by his father.

Once his father passed away, the Zhao family would not be able to escape their fate.

Not to mention helping Ye Feng fight against the Ye family, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to protect himself by then.

Those who have been eyeing the Zhao family for a long time will definitely take advantage of the fire.

Thinking of these, he felt a little hopeless in his heart.

Is the Zhao family really exhausted?

At this moment, Ye Feng's voice was suddenly heard behind him.

"Not for a hundred years, but for three hundred years?"