Du Jie checked the medicines, put them together, covered them with his left hand, and used his spiritual power to absorb the medicine juice into his body. After the operation and strengthening, he pointed his right hand at Cui Wentian's heart.

Immediately afterwards, his spiritual power directly injected the extracted and strengthened medicine into Cui Wentian's heart, and then as the bloodline runs, it reaches the brain lesions.

Cui Shaohao stared at the old father on the bed with a gloomy face. His heartbeat was gradually normal on the electrocardiogram monitor. His father had already started to breathe lightly, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

Cui Shaohao was secretly happy before, and all the doctors were helpless. Seeing that his father was about to die, he could inherit the inheritance. No one cared about the flowers and wine, but this little Chinese medicine doctor came out to make trouble.

He must not watch the beauty be ruined by Du Jie. His eyes rolled and he suddenly said angrily: "My surname is Du, what are you doing? My dad has passed away, you still have to mess with his body, stop!"

Du Jie ignored him at all, and Mrs. Cui and Cui Yaxuan said anxiously: "What are you going to do?"

Cui Shaohao shouted sternly: "Come here, drag this boy named Du out for me!"

A group of bodyguards outside the door rushed in immediately. Johnson, Qian Zhongshu and others persuaded him but it was useless. Mrs. Cui and Cui Yaxuan could not stop them, because these bodyguards were Cui Shaohao's confidant friends and had already received his advice, and they would inevitably stop the rescue of the old man.

When they rushed to Du Jie, suddenly, Du Jie turned around and said angrily: "Kneel down!"

The spiritual shock wave was stimulating, and these bodyguards suddenly had their legs sore and could not support their bodies at all. They knelt on the ground with a thump and couldn't get up.

Cui Shaohao also knelt on the ground, and was even pressed down by an invisible force, as if someone was stepping on his head, his face pressed to the ground, and his wailing.

Mrs. Cui and others were surprised. They did not see Du Jie taking action. I don’t know why these people were so obedient. Du Jie asked them to kneel down, and they immediately knelt down, even Cui Shaohao.

But Cui Shaohao himself was so scared that he was scattered.

He felt like an elephant was sitting on his body, and his bones made a crack and were about to break, heartbreaking.

Of course it was impossible for him to not see Du Jie taking action. Just like before, only ghosts could do it.

Haunted! It must be haunted again!

It should be that my father, the spirit of heaven, was angry that he would stop him from treating him.

He quickly wailed, "Dad! I was wrong. I will never dare to stop Dr. Du from treating you. Please spare me, and you are in the Heavenly Spirit, please spare me!"

Mrs. Cui and others looked at each other, wondering what he was doing, no one touched him at all, Du Jie was busy rescue.

Time is tight, Du Jie will no longer let Cui Shaohao make trouble, and continue to use his might to suppress these people kneeling on the ground and unable to move.

After another quarter of an hour, Du Jie breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, my life has been saved. Next, I will be able to recover completely after taking Chinese medicine for a few more days."

Mrs. Cui looked at her husband with her eyes closed and motionless, but the screen showed the electrocardiogram and brain waves. Did she really survive?

He hurried to the bed and carefully grabbed her husband's hand. He felt that her husband's hands were as warm as ordinary people. He was even more happy and called softly: "Master, have you woken up?"

Then, he heard Cui Wentian snorting, opened his eyes, looked around, and only glanced at his wife, then turned his head to look at Du Jie, and said with gratitude: "Mr. Du, thank you for saving your life. You saved me, I know."

Although he was in a coma, he could feel Du Jie's treatment.

Du Jie smiled slightly: "You are loyal and generous to help the poor and help the poor. You are a great charity. I am willing to save you. Okay, you are no longer in trouble now. I will continue to take the prescription I just wrote for three days and it will be completely cured. I will say goodbye."

"Mr. Du wait!"

Cui Wentian asked the butler to bring a black gold card and hand it to Du Jie: "This is the black gold card of my Du family. The hotels, restaurants, shopping malls, supermarkets, and all Du family companies under my Cui Family Group, Mr. Du can use this card to consume casually, without limit. This is a little reward for the merit of saving my life, so please accept it with a smile."

Du Jie was not polite and took it.

Cui Wentian said again: "It is impossible to repay the kindness of saving lives with money, so I, Cui Wentian, owed me a life, and I will be useful in the future. Mr. said one word, "Cui will never refuse!"

Du Jie nodded: "Thank you!"

Qian Zhongshu was ashamed to stay away and lowered his head and left. The three Western medicine experts and professors also left. They were shocked by Du Jie to save Cui Wentian. Although he was very curious, he was more ashamed and simply left in shame.

Johnson didn't leave, and he walked over excitedly and held Du Jie's hand tightly: "That's amazing, Mr. Du, you are the most awesome Chinese medicine practitioner I have ever met. No, you are the true top Chinese medicine master. I really hope you can go to our Stanford University to teach Chinese medicine. - This is my business card, and it is my private phone number. I hope we can become good friends!"

"Okay, contact more and communicate with each other."

Du Jie really hoped to promote traditional Chinese medicine. He smiled and nodded, took his business card, and left his phone number to him.

Johnson said again: "In addition, I have a difficult case. A good friend of mine, a Chinese American banker. His daughter became a vegetable. It was useless to find many doctors, including me, and I am also a waste and cannot cure her. I will recommend it to you and hope you can help save his poor daughter."

"No problem, just let him come to me."

"Thank you!"

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The next morning, Du Jie was busy in the Chinese medicine department.

The old Chinese doctor in the department, Zeng Wenci, entered the office with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Du Jie couldn't help but be surprised and asked, "Old Zeng, what's wrong with your face?"

Zeng Wenci was both angry and helpless, and said with a grin: "I went to the brain surgery department to consult a rich man in the morning and was beaten."

Du Jie said angrily: "Who is it? Dare to beat our doctor in traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Jiang Haofeng, Chairman of Jiang's Group."

When it comes to Jiang Haofeng, a real estate tycoon in Danhai City, everyone knows about it.

After Du Jie asked, he learned that Jiang Haofeng's son had a car accident and had a head injury. He had a craniotomy and was in a coma after the operation. Jiang Haofeng's wife believed in traditional Chinese medicine and suggested that traditional Chinese medicine be treated, so the hospital asked Zeng Wen to quit the consultation.

Zeng Wenci saw the patient unconscious and said that he could not diagnose and treat this way and could not take Chinese medicine. It is best to wait until he wakes up before taking conditioning.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Haofeng was furious and said that Zeng Wenci did not give him face, but deliberately made things difficult for his son not to treat him, so he asked the bodyguard to beat Zeng Wenci.

Another Chinese medicine practitioner in the office stood up for justice: "Mr. Zeng, you are right. How can you take Chinese medicine when you are still in a coma? Just hitting someone with this? It's so domineering!"
Chapter completed!