Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

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These three melons can save lives, he plans to leave them to his disciples.

But looking at his old friend lying on the bed, he couldn't bear it, and thought to himself: Wang Hongda can give me three next time, which shows that he doesn't think this thing is very precious. Maybe, I can get another one ?
So he said to Zhang Antai: "Old Zhang, don't be too discouraged. I know a young man who is very powerful. He has a life-saving fruit. According to him, eating it can bring the dead back to life. I will give it to you. Go ask, ah!"

Zhang Antai himself believed in Taoist magic, and hearing Jin Fucai's words, sparks of life ignited in his heart.

Jin Fucai left the room to call Wang Hongda.

Wang Hongda is still meditating.

"Vice President Wang, I have an old friend who is very ill. I want to ask you to see if there is any way."

Wang Hongda bowed his head and thought for a while, curing diseases and saving people, and nourishing and growing hair are all the decrees of the emperor, so he agreed: "Okay, I'll go and see."

Wang Hongda found this address, and found that it was a villa manor with a yard bigger than Dongxing Mountain, with a luxurious style.

Wang Hongda stood at the door and looked at it for a while, thinking: I live in Dongxing Mountain now, not to mention how shabby it is, and it’s not that I don’t have money, and Dongxing Mountain is not near the sea. Woolen cloth?
Just as he was in a trance, Jin Fu came out in a panic, just in time to meet Wang Hongda.

"Oh, you're here, I'm really sorry, this, I've already greeted them, I have an apprentice who broke the merits, I have to go and have a look, you go straight up, well, I'm really sorry, I have to gone!"

Jin Fucai panicked, told Wang Hongda a few words, and trotted away.

Wang Hongda rang the doorbell, and a few men in suits came. The first one was a man in sportswear. He came up and shook hands with Wang Hongda politely, and said, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Wang Hongda?"

The two knew each other. This person was Zhang Maoshan, the patient's son, who is now the de facto owner of the Zhang family.

Zhang Maoshan brought Wang Hongda to the ward, and saw Zhang Antai, extremely weak, with a young and beautiful female doctor taking care of him.

Zhang Maoshan talked to Wang Hongda outside the door, saying: "Personally, I don't really believe in these things, but my father believes that now that the disease is like this, you have to use any method. After the doctor finishes taking the medicine, you will see it." Look, if you show it to my dad, I will definitely thank you very much."

Wang Hongda observed all the way, Zhang Maoshan behaved politely and politely, even if he didn't believe it, he found a Taoist priest for his father, a lesson of filial piety.

And he didn't show contempt because of his youth, which made Wang Hongda have a good impression of him.

Therefore, Wang Hongda decided to help. The weakness of the dying person is nothing more than the loss of vitality, and Wang Hongda's main focus is on reproduction, as opposed to death, so healing is naturally within reach.

It's just that the doctor can't cure the disease, and he will die no matter what the life span is. Even if Wang Hongda treats him to restore his body to a 30-year-old body, when the life span is up, he may die on the spot with a sneeze.

So Wang Hongda called Zhang Maoshan in advance, and said: "Illness can be cured, but our Taoists believe that human life is limited, I can only say that I will try my best, do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Maoshan nodded: "I understand."

So Wang Hongda came into the room and reached out to touch Zhang Antai's arm.

As a result, his hand was knocked off by the female doctor next to him with a slap. At the same time, she said without turning her head: "What are you doing? The patient is very weak now and cannot have skin contact. There is a possibility of infection."

Unconvinced, Wang Hongda looked at the female doctor's back and said, "You are here to treat illnesses, and so am I. If you can touch me, can't you?"

The female doctor turned around and gave Wang Hongda a stern look, full of momentum, and said, "I am a master of respiratory medicine from Linhai Medical University, with five years of clinical experience. What kind of doctor are you? Do you have a medical license?"

When Wang Hongda heard this, he raised his eyebrows helplessly, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a playful smile, "I have the qualification certificate of a magic stick from Linhai Folklore Office."

The female doctor frowned: "Huh?"

Wang Hongda looked back at Zhang Maoshan and said, "I was invited by his family."

The female doctor shook her head, looked at Zhang Maoshan, and said without doubt: "Respiratory infection is a critical illness. If you come into contact with outsiders and cause concurrent infections in other places, the condition will be more serious. You should stop engaging in these feudal superstitions!"

Wang Hongda was dissatisfied, raised his eyebrows and pinched his waist, and retorted in a very bad tone: "Who are you talking about feudal superstition? I am traditional medicine!"

Seeing that Wang Hongda was not convinced, the female doctor also lost her temper. She pinched her waist and stood on tiptoe, her voice doubled, and she shouted: "You say you are superstitious! It's fine to cheat money. You are killing me. If he is really infected Now, can you take responsibility?"

Wang Hongda became even angrier when he heard this, and pointed at the female doctor's nose and said, "I'm here to save lives, you say I'm killing them?"

The female doctor wanted to quarrel again, but Zhang Antai, who had been sleeping all the time, woke up and pointed to Wang Hongda to speak, but he couldn't speak, and started to cough violently.

Seeing this, the female doctor panicked, and quickly helped Zhang Antai up, patted his back and beat his chest, but Zhang Antai coughed desperately like an asthma attack.

"Quick, get out of the way, he's choked on phlegm and can't breathe anymore, quick, put on a ventilator!"

The female doctor was in a hurry, Wang Hongda consciously stepped outside to let the female doctor perform, and the female doctor connected Zhang Antai to a ventilator, but Zhang Antai's face turned purple, and he was about to suffocate.

"dad!"

Seeing this, Zhang Maoshan shouted anxiously outside the door.

The female doctor picked up the mask to inhale oxygen for Zhang Antai, but Zhang Antai kept coughing and couldn't inhale at all. His eyes were turned up, his face gradually turned from purple to white, and his hands and feet began to convulse due to lack of oxygen.

"What to do, what to do! The director has gone to eat!"

The female doctor cried anxiously, seeing the life gradually draining from Zhang Antai's eyes.

Seeing this, Wang Hongda pushed the female doctor aside and pinched Zhang Antai's wrist.

Zhang Antai had already fallen into a coma, his face was pale, but when Wang Hongda pinched his wrist, his face immediately turned red again, and then he started coughing forcefully again, spitting out a mouthful of phlegm.

"Hehehe!"

Zhang Antai breathed hard a few times as if pulling a bellows, and he was able to catch his breath.

"Ah! Ah!"

When the female doctor saw Zhang Antai wake up, she also breathed a sigh of relief, clutching her heart, and sat on the chair next to her, gasping for breath with her heart pounding.

When Zhang Maoshan saw his father come back to life, he wept with joy and knelt down beside Zhang Antai's bed: "Dad, you're fine!"

Zhang Antai couldn't speak, he kept panting heavily, and reached out to touch Zhang Maoshan's head.

The female doctor stared wide-eyed, still in shock, and asked Wang Hongda, "What did you do? Why did you wake up when you touched him?"

Wang Hongda turned his head, pouted at the female doctor, and replied, "It's a wave of feudal superstition."

Zhang Maoshan turned around and stretched out his hand to hold Wang Hongda's arm, saying: "Fortunately you are here, you can cure my father!"

(End of this chapter)