"Doctor Zhu, can it be cured?" Huang Wangcai was very worried about whether he could treat the Golden Retriever. In fact, it was not because he felt sorry for the Golden Retriever, but because the Golden Retriever was fed to the village chief and would be given to the village chief in two days. If the Golden Retriever had an accident, it would be difficult to handle the job. Naturally, he became worried about the Golden Retriever and was anxious.

"Cun Huang, the golden retriever dog is too poisoned by rat poison, and it needs to use compound medicine!" Zhu Yong said.

"Okay! Then hurry up!" Huang Wangcai bet all his hopes for treating the golden retriever dog on Zhu Yong, which makes sense. Zhu Yong is a veterinarian at the entire Qinglonghe Township Veterinary Station. He has rich clinical experience and has cured countless poultry and livestock.

However, ordinary villagers could not invite him, but because Huang Wangcai was the village chief, Zhu Yong only made one call at Huang Wangcai and rushed over.

Zhu Yong then began to prepare compound medicine in the eyes of everyone, and soon gave the Golden Retriever again an injection. Five minutes later, the Golden Retriever's twitch slowed down, but the Golden Retriever did not wake up.

"Doctor Zhu, are there any other ways?" Huang Wangcai asked cautiously.

"Captain Huang, rat poisoning has penetrated into the lungs of the golden retriever dog, causing viral infection. I really can't do anything about this situation!" Zhu Yong has already lost all his skills and has no choice but to do anything.

"What should I do?" Huang Wangcai became worried.

"You can only be transferred to the city's animal hospital for diagnosis and treatment!" Zhu Yong waved his hand and said.

"It's too late. This kind of poisoning cannot be treated with Western medicine!" Suddenly, Yang Feng, who had been observing for a long time, stood up and said.

This sentence made Zhu Yong very disdainful. He raised his head and was now a village doctor Yang Feng. He quickly sneered: "You are a village doctor, not a veterinarian. How do you know that it is impossible to cure with Western medicine?"

"Rat poisoning is deeply rooted in the heart. If you use Western medicine to treat it, it will only aggravate the spread of toxicity!" Yang Feng said in a word.

"Boy, don't exaggerate. If you have the ability, you can cure it!" Zhu Yong said disdainfully.

"Little Village Doctor, this is not the place for you to disrupt the situation!" Huang Wangcai looked disdainful when he saw that it was Yang Feng who came to intervene.

Just when Zhu Yong and Huang Wangcai were disdainful of Yang Feng's medical skills, a small episode appeared.

That was Xiaolin led his mother-in-law buffalo past the village chief's house, and the villagers watching immediately were talking.

"It's strange. Didn't Xiaolin's ox die yesterday? Why do you think this is so good!" Sun Erniang was the first to ask.

"It must be Dr. Zhu's cure!" Huang Wangcai hurriedly took over and said.

But this sound made Xiaolin who was passing by heard it. Seeing Yang Feng present, he quickly corrected it loudly: "It was Brother Yang Feng who cured it!"

This sentence is like a bombshell that exploded Zhu Yong and Huang Wangcai.

"How is it possible? Can a small village doctor who treats human diseases actually cure animal diseases?" Zhu Yong thought.

However, he still didn't believe it and sarcastically said to Yang Feng: "If you have the ability, just cure this golden retriever!"

"Oh no! The golden retriever is not good anymore! Foggy mouth, what should I do! God!" Huang Wangcai's golden retriever is getting worse and worse now, and he is anxious.

Zhu Yong couldn't cure it. At this moment, although Huang Wangcai was half-doubted about whether Yang Feng could cure the golden retriever, he could only treat him as a living person. So he turned to Yang Feng and said, "Can you show me and help cure the golden retriever!"

Huang Wangcai never told Yang Feng

If you are so polite, Yang Feng did not remember Huang Wangcai's grudge at this moment, but just said lightly: "The village chief, if you want me to cure your golden retriever, you have to promise me a condition!"

"What conditions?" Huang Wangcai asked.

Yang Feng took out the land application form for the medical room for the new type of village in his pocket and shook it in front of Huang Wangcai.

When Huang Wangcai saw that the village committee seal he had stamped on the application form, he remembered that Yang Feng was coerced to stamp the seal, and said with some annoyance: "Didn't I stamp it?"

Yang Feng said: "A more seal is needed, that is, the construction of a medical room needs to be increased to five acres of land."

"Five acres of land?! Why do you want so much land?" Huang Wangcai disagreed as if he was rattled.

Yang Feng said: "The village chief, is it wrong to build a medical room that is planned to be five acres of land to better treat villagers?"

"This..." Huang Wangcai actually wanted to shirk it, but at this time he turned his gaze to the pet golden retriever. The white foam in the cash retriever's mouth became more and more, and he didn't move, and he was about to die soon.

This golden retriever is very valuable and is a pet he raised. Huang Wangcai doesn't want to lose it. Thinking that the veterinarian Zhu Yong cannot cure it, although he is half-believing and half-doubting about Yang Feng's treatment, he is currently only a dead horse. If it is not cured, he can also ridicule Yang Feng and make him embarrassed.

Thinking of this, after three seconds of silence, Huang Wangcai said to Yang Feng: "Yes, but you must be cured, otherwise we will bring it down."

"Trade." Yang Feng said loudly.

Next, Yang Feng began to treat Huang Wangcai's golden retriever.

Zhu Yong continued to laugh: "Little Village Doctor, I see how you cure it unless the sun comes out from the west!"

Huang Wangcai also thought: If a veterinarian like Zhu Yong cannot be cured, can you really cure it?

The villagers were also half-doubted about whether Yang Feng could cure the golden retriever. Although Xiaolin just said that her female buffalo was cured by Yang Feng. However, because she had never seen it with her own eyes, it was natural that she could hear it as false.

Because Yang Feng serves in Changzhi Golden Retrievers for the village, it is easy to attract the attention of villagers, so naturally there are many people watching the fun.

Now, Ma Chunlan, Xiaolin, Su Lanhua and Tian Ailing have come, and even Yao Yutong’s grandmother, Mrs. Wang, also came to watch the fun.

The villagers were half-believing and half-doubted about whether Yang Feng could be cured, because this golden retriever was not cured by Zhu Yong's veterinary doctor. Can Yang Feng, a small village doctor who usually treats people's diseases, treat diseases that cannot be cured by professional veterinary doctors?

Faced with everyone's doubts, Yang Feng seemed very calm.

Just now, when Zhu Yong diagnosed the golden retriever dog, Yang Feng saw the specific process clearly and indirectly diagnosed himself.

This time, Yang Feng directly touched the heart of the golden retriever with his hand. Fortunately, there were signs of slight beating.

After watching, listening, asking and touching, Yang Feng decisively performed acupuncture on the golden retriever.

But during acupuncture, Zhu Yong mocked him randomly: "Where can acupuncture cure diseases for animals?"

"Yes! Can acupuncture treat the golden retriever dog?" Huang Wangcai was also suspicious.

Xiaolin looked at her side and asked her mother Ma Chunlan: "Mom, can the eldest brother be cured?"

"Looking at your elder brother's calm look, you should be a little sure! But, I'm still worried! If it's not cured, it would be difficult for a tricky villain like Huang Wangcai to make things difficult!" Ma Chunlan was worried for Yang Feng.
Chapter completed!