Zhang Feng remained calm in the face of danger and called a prison guard to inform the situation. Soon, a prison guard carried Zhao Qiang away on a stretcher and took him into the car and took him directly to the hospital.

Afterwards, Zhang Feng asked to call, contact Cui Baocheng, and asked him to take him out of the detention center and go to the hospital.

"Zhang Feng, what's going on? Someone poisoned it?"

Cui Baocheng took Zhang Feng into the police car and asked Zhang Feng while driving.

"Yes, I suspect that the target of the poisoning person is me. Zhao Qiang ate the food in my bowl, so he was poisoned. There must be something wrong with that bowl of rice!" Zhang Feng had a gloomy face. The registered disciple had suffered for him, which made him full of anger.

"Calm down first and don't make things worse!"

Cui Baocheng warned, then comforted him: "I have arranged a team to intervene in the investigation, and I believe that clues will be found soon."

Zhang Feng nodded and stopped talking.

Cui Baocheng stopped talking and drove to the city's Second Hospital as fast as possible. After some inquiries, the two of them came to the emergency room outside.

"Miss nurse, I need to join the first aid. You can't save Zhao Qiang!" Zhang Feng said by stopping a nurse who walked out hurriedly.

"Sir, if you want to save your friend, don't delay me from getting plasma!" The nurse was wearing a mask, showing only a pair of bright big eyes, glared at Zhang Feng, and was about to take a detour.

The young nurse looked not old but very strong. Seeing that Zhang Feng stopped him again, she pushed him to Zhang Feng's chest.

"Don't delay my savings!"

After saying that, he took small steps and walked quickly.

In the hospital, nurses will not run around no matter how anxious they are. This is common sense.

Zhang Feng had no choice but to stand at the door, with a javelin-like figure, but his mind was very confused.

"You really have a way to save Zhao Qiang?" Cui Baocheng walked up to him and asked.

Hearing this, Zhang Feng turned around and said in a deep voice: "There is no way to save him, but I can use my true energy to stabilize Zhao Qiang's heart meridians and ensure that his heart keeps beating."

Cui Baocheng asked again: "Are you sure?"

"Of course!" Zhang Feng looked solemn.

Then Cui Baocheng took out his cell phone and contacted the hospital director directly. Because of the case handling, the injured often had first aid. The police had a lot of contact with the Second Hospital and knew the director.

Soon, an old man with a kind face and gray hair rushed to the emergency room with a few people.

"Old Cui, who is inside, an important witness?" the old man asked.

Cui Baocheng had no time to explain, and took Zhang Feng's hand and said, "This is Dean Chen, he is Zhang Feng, the person inside... It's very important. He has a way to stabilize the patient's condition. Please help him and let him participate in first aid."

President Chen did not agree immediately. He brought several people to the outdoor room of the emergency room, asked through the large observation window and intercom system, and after learning about the patient's condition, he turned to face Zhang Feng.

"The patient was deeply poisoned, the source of the poison was unknown, and the patient's vital signs fluctuated greatly. The emergency team could only use the method of extracorporeal circulation to filter the blood..."

Zhang Feng understood all these and said in a deep voice: "I have the qualifications to practice Chinese medicine, you can rest assured!"

When he heard this, Dean Chen breathed a little relieved. He had been worried that Zhang Feng would not have the qualifications to practice medicine, so he rashly asked him to join the rescue. If something happened to him, he could not bear it.

"That's the best, you can go in..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Feng disappeared, which made the old man stunned.

"Where are others?" Dean Chen came to his senses and asked Cui Baocheng with a terrifying look on his face.

Cui Baocheng squeezed out a smile and pointed at the observation window.

President Chen looked back and saw Zhang Feng rudely pushing away the two doctors, picking up a few syringes, and stabbing them on the patient...

"OMG!"

With a scream, the old man fell back, thanks to Cui Baocheng's quick reaction, he supported him.

"Director Chen, don't be nervous. Zhang Feng is a legendary warrior, the kind with internal strength, so the speed is very fast and no ordinary people can see it." Cui Baocheng explained dryly.

Dean Chen took a few deep breaths before he recovered, stood firm, and stared at the rescue.

"Who are you?"

The doctor who was pushed aside just now fell to the ground without standing firmly. He got up and yelled at Zhang Feng.

"Save people, you guys continue, I'll guarantee his heartbeat!" Zhang Feng didn't turn his head back, half-squatted down and stole the horse, pinched Zhao Qiang's wrist to explore the vein. His eyebrows were not spreading, and at this time he left needle-shaped patterns on the eyebrows.

The doctor was ignored by Zhang Feng, so angry that he jumped straight into the foot, shouting to call the security guard, and then ran to the outer locker room in two steps and made a phone call.

President Chen appeared in time and stopped him.

"Xiao Sun, that is a temporary Chinese medicine expert. He is a little anxious, don't care."

The doctor who ran out was named Sun Youpeng. After hearing the dean's explanation, of course he did not dare to get angry, but he became jealous of Zhang Feng in his heart. He even felt that Zhang Feng had fallen on purpose. He was so angry that he thought about it.

"Dean, that expert looks very young. What's his name? Is it very powerful?" Sun Youpeng asked in a low voice.

He was a petty person. He had an argument with his colleague a month ago and then plotted against him, which led to a medical accident. Fortunately, the patient did not die, and the hospital handled the matter in a low-key manner and did not make a big deal.

As a result, Sun Youpeng was demoted to the emergency department.

Sun Youpeng has been very annoyed recently, and today he was embarrassed by Zhang Feng again. He wanted to take revenge without thinking.

Dean Chen didn't want to say much, so he left Sun Youpeng and went back to the observation room.

"Mad, no one looks down on me, right? I'll let you suffer a big loss!" Sun Youpeng left the locker room with a curse, his eyes turned and returned to the rescue room, standing in the corner to observe, waiting for an opportunity to move.

In the rescue room, two doctors and two nurses were staring at the life monitor in a daze.

"Heartbeat...is really steady!"

"Just a few needles?"

"What a miracle to say!"

The four of them were all shocked by Zhang Feng's use of methods and forgot their actions. Zhang Feng reminded them and they started to work again.

Zhao Qiang's blood flowed out along the transparent tube and entered a machine. Then new blood was injected into his body from his other arm...

"Why did you come in? No one cares?"

At this time, the young nurse had returned, holding two bags of plasma in her arms, obviously using her body to increase the temperature of frozen plasma.

Everyone else was busy, and when they heard this, they looked up at Zhang Feng.

"Xiao Chen, that's an expert in traditional Chinese medicine. Zhang Feng, don't talk nonsense, prepare the plasma quickly!" The voice of Dean Chen sounded.

The young nurse Chen Rui actually turned around and glared at Dean Chen behind the observation window. His eyes were sharp, which scared Dean Chen so much that he obviously shrank his neck.
Chapter completed!