The audience was silent, and everyone looked at Gu Feng with surprise.

What did this kid say? Let Director Qian call him grandpa?

It's too big or small!

However, no one spoke, but instead looked like watching a show. After all, most of the Chinese people nowadays are like this, and they don’t care about it.

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Qian Youcai's face turned pale and pointed at Gu Feng and shouted.

"I know." Gu Feng waved, "Grandson, come and call me grandpa."

"You--" Qian Youcai was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He stared at Gu Feng fiercely, his eyes were like a knife. If his eyes could kill people, Gu Feng would definitely be distracted by him.

"Why are you doing Moji? Come and call me!" Gu Feng smiled.

"Hmph!" Qian Youcai knew that Gu Feng was a thorn and was not easy to deal with. He snorted coldly and said to Mu Ling: "Director Mu, look, this kid dares to scold me in front of you. He is simply disrespectful and lawless, and his attitude is too bad. I think he must be severely punished."

"Money is rich, don't put a hat on me. Have you forgotten your previous bet? You said to me, if I cure the patient, you will call me grandpa."

"You cured the patient?" Qian Youcai was startled, and then his head shook like a rattle, "This is impossible!"

"The late stage of tuberculosis is a terminal illness! It is impossible to cure it!"

"Boy, don't lie to me!"

"Lie to you? Do you think I need to lie to you?" Gu Feng sneered, turned around, swept his palm, and took back the golden needle on the old man's body like lightning, and then asked softly: "Uncle, how do you feel now?"

"It's very comfortable! I've never felt this way for many years." The old man asked: "Doctor, am I going to be fine?"

"Yes, you are healed now." Gu Feng smiled.

"This is impossible! How can it be cured in the late stage of tuberculosis!" Qian Youcai didn't believe it at all.

Other experts also questioned.

"I have been in medicine for decades and have never heard of late tuberculosis being cured!"

"With a few small golden needles, I said that the late stage of tuberculosis has been cured? It's a long time to talk!"

"Young people today don't blush even when they lie. Hey, the world is so beautiful that people's hearts are not as good as ever..."

Gu Feng seemed to have expected everyone's reaction and said, "I know you won't believe it. It doesn't matter. You can take the patient for a full-body examination now to see if I say it's fake."

Director Tian naturally believed Gu Feng and said with a smile: "Everyone, you all stay here. I will take the patient to check up and show you the examination report later."

"No! That kid is yours. Who knows if you will tamper with the examination report, or I will take the patient to the examination." Qian Youcai greeted the old man: "You, come with me!"

The old man stood there and didn't move, as if he didn't like money and money.

"Uncle, go with him, just do an ordinary checkup, very quickly." Gu Feng said.

The old man then followed Qian Youcai.

A group of experts stayed in the ward to wait.

Not long.

A nurse came with the inspection report and handed it to Mu Ling, saying, "Director Mu, Director Qian asked me to hand over this report to you."

"Where is Director Qian?" Mu Ling asked.

"Director Qian said he was feeling unwell and went home to rest."

"Old Qian was fine just now, why did he feel uncomfortable suddenly?" An expert next to him felt strange.

Mu Ling didn't ask much, took the inspection report, glanced at it, and was shocked in her beautiful eyes, and then handed the inspection report to the experts around her, "You can take a look!"

In less than three seconds, a scream rang out: "Oh my God, it's really cured! This... is incredible!"
Chapter completed!