Lu Menglin thought about it. Although he felt that the methods used by these divine ethnic doctors seemed to be wrong, he still actively cooperated and also gave a treatment technique, which fell on another patient.

With the treatment of two Taoist priests, the pressure on the doctors in the clinic suddenly became much less.

However, the situation is still not optimistic, because there are still a large number of patients outside, and patients are constantly being sent to the clinic.

The gray-haired old doctor Dong also continued to step forward after a while, becoming the third fulcrum for performing the treatment.

While Lu Menglin released the treatment, he observed the situation in the clinic.

Obviously, there are only three Taoist professions in this clinic. Apart from himself and Duanmu Qingyi, only the old doctor is the Taoist profession. The others either have not yet reached the stage of promoting the three major professions or have been promoted to a law position. Therefore, the three of them are so miserable and have been using therapy here.

Moreover, the old doctor's treatment plan was obviously problematic. They did not prescribe the right medicine at all. Instead, they used a very stupid method to first use treatment to hold the patient's life, and then use medicinal materials and acupuncture to stimulate the patient's vitality and increase resistance.

Those patients whose symptoms have been relieved can only be said to be temporarily safe, but the symptoms are not cured, and the plague virus in their bodies has not been removed at all.

Although Lu Menglin is not a doctor, he has been influenced by university education and online culture in the human world, and is not unfamiliar with medical methods and principles.

He was thinking about whether he should just remind the people in the clinic that this treatment plan was wrong, but he didn't know that something happened in an instant.

After rescuing another patient, the old doctor Dong finally exhausted himself. His body shook, his face turned pale, and he sat down with the corner of the table.

I originally thought that Dr. Dong was just tired, but after all, he was old and had insisted on treating so many patients just now. But I didn’t know that someone was sharp-eyed and suddenly found that something was wrong with Dr. Dong.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" After being reminded, Dong Dazhi quickly strode forward and held his father's shoulder.

At this moment, Dr. Dong frowned, and the expression on his face seemed to be suffering from great pain. His face became darker and darker, and his pupils were covered with blood. The most serious thing was that his hands were always covering his abdomen, and his abdomen was slightly swelling, and there were symptoms exactly the same as those patients.

All of a sudden, everyone in the clinic was panicked.

As the saying goes, doctors cannot cure themselves. No one expected that Dr. Dong would suffer from the plague himself and became like those patients.

"Hurry, give Mr. Dong a treatment!" A middle-aged doctor shouted in desperation.

"Yes! Use treatment quickly! We still have herbs here! We must save Mr. Dong. The clinic cannot be without him. The elderly in charge of the overall situation."

"Quick! Why are you still standing there?"

Several doctors next to them urged each other, looking panicked.

Seeing Duanmu Qingyi suddenly stopped moving, Dong Dazhi rushed forward and just wanted to kneel down for her.

"Please save my father. As long as you can save him, I will give you how much money you want!" Dong Dazhi stretched out his big hand and wanted to pull Duanmu Qingyi's sleeve, but she gently flashed and avoided it.

"I am willing to save Mr. Dong! But he is old and the treatment may not be effective." Duanmu Qingyi then expressed his doubts.

She grew up in the Tianzun Divine City since she was a child, which is the hometown of the Taoist profession. She has long been familiar with the pros and cons of the Taoist profession, so she said this.

The healing technique of the Taoist profession is not omnipotent, it can only treat injuries, and the subject has a certain vitality. The healing technique only stimulates the opponent's life potential through the resonance of light trace energy, stimulates the wound, and speeds up the healing speed, but it cannot bring people back to life. If the opponent's own vitality is too weak, the healing technique will also be ineffective.

This old doctor, who is already old and has been saving people through treatment techniques. He consumes too much energy. Moreover, he is unfortunately infected with the plague virus. This attack is even better than those patients with disease.

Much more violent.

In a blink of an eye, he had only half his life left, his anger was as angry as a swelling, and his abdomen became swelling.

Duanmu Qingyi saw that the vitality of this old man Dong had reached its end, so he hesitated because the treatment technique was obviously ineffective for him.

However, under the repeated urging of everyone, Duanmu Qingyi had to cast six healing auras on Mr. Dong, but still could not stimulate his vitality.

The doctors were so nervous that they could not pour the medicine soup to Mr. Dong, but they could not get it in at all. Even if they pried open the old man's teeth and poured the medicine soup into it, they immediately vomited.

Almost everyone present was heartbroken. Who would have thought that the doctor could not treat himself, and then the disease came like a mountain of illness, and Mr. Dong seemed to be unable to do so.

Duanmu Qingyi knew that the old man would die, so she stopped the treatment. When the others knew that Mu had already made a fortune, they stopped urging her.

At this time, Mr. Dong woke up slowly and saw a circle of people around him, and immediately opened his mouth.

"You, why are you all around me? Why don't you go and save people?" Mr. Dong suddenly woke up and stared at him, perhaps because of his rebirth.

Everyone was silent, with a look of grief on their faces.

"Dad, you are also infected with the plague! The child is useless and cannot save you!" Dong Dazhi felt sad from his heart and cried bitterly.

Mr. Dong shook his head and said tremblingly: "It's not your fault! Dad was mentally prepared! The purpose of our clinic is to save a life, better than Qian Zhongyu! Don't worry about me, go and treat patients!"

"Brother, after my father passed away, you should listen to Dong Yang more. Although she has a hot temper, she is not bad-hearted and dares to act. Our Dong clinic will continue to save the world and cure diseases and save lives!" Mr. Dong said intermittently.

When the old man spoke, everyone present stopped talking, and even the patients opened their eyes wide and looked at the old doctor with sad faces.

This plague came so fiercely! It almost swept across the Fashen City, and even doctors like Mr. Dong were not spared. They were afraid that they would not have much time to suffer from this strange disease.

For a moment, everyone was sad and afraid, and they felt that their future was dark.

At this time, Lu Menglin, who had not said much, walked forward and said calmly: "Please let me go, I think the old man can save him again."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the clinic hall set their eyes on the young man.

"What are you doing? When is it your turn to speak out?" Dong Dazhi shouted angrily.

His mood was extremely bad. How could he tolerate an irrelevant guy and joke about his father's life at this time!

Dong Yang was also angry at this moment, with her eyebrows tilted, her hands on her hips, and said angrily at Lu Menglin: "How did you speak like this young man? Didn't your family teach you well? Is this time when you talk too much? Get out of here! Otherwise, you will tear your mouth apart."

Only Duanmu Qingyi blinked her beautiful eyes because she knew very well that this person was famous in the world! Even if Master Wu Hao wanted to save, even if he entered the gate of hell, he would have the means to get back!

Lu Menglin was scolded by the couple, but he didn't care, because he wanted to save Mr. Dong, and nothing else was meaningless.

This old doctor Dong was the first doctor Lu Menglin met after coming to the Shenmin Continent. He was also a doctor with a kind heart and a dedicated mind to helping the world. The old man's strength was not worth showing off, but his integrity was admirable.

So Lu Menglin would rather risk being discovered than save him.

"Please believe him! The person my brother wants to save will definitely be saved back!" Duanmu Qingyi suddenly bowed, bowed deeply to everyone, and said.

Perhaps it was because the beautiful Taoist priest left a good impression on people before that, everyone was a little confused for a moment.

"Is he really able to save his father?" Dong Dazhi thought to himself in surprise.

Just in the moment everyone was stunned

Between the gods, Lu Menglin had already walked to the front of Dr. Dong. He took out a pill from his arms, thought for a while, and gently clenched his fingertips, half of it was cut open, and he pinched Dr. Dong's chin and stuffed the half pill in.

This action scared everyone!

"You, what did you give my father-in-law?" Dong Yang rushed up with a quick step and scolded angrily.

Dong Dazhi also rushed forward, grabbed Lu Menglin's collar, and was furious and said, "Boy! You are too much! If my father has a few shortcomings, I want you to lose your life!"

Lu Menglin did not resist, but instead smiled faintly and said, "He doesn't have much time. If you want me to pay for my life, I can't pay it!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Dr. Dong sit up suddenly and let out a violent cough.

The old man's originally gray face suddenly turned red and his whole body became energetic.

"Sad, let him go!" No one expected that Dr. Dong would actually shout.

When Dong Dazhi heard this voice, he couldn't help but feel shocked. He turned around with disbelief and found that his father had actually sat up.

Dr. Dong has practiced countless medical practices throughout his life and is very clear about his own situation. It is precisely because he found that after he swallowed the half of the medicine, he successfully stimulated his life potential and suddenly became energetic. Therefore, of course he had to stop his son's rude behavior.

Everyone present was shocked. They never expected that Mr. Dong, who was dying just now, would sit up suddenly and roar with anger.

This has completely exceeded their understanding and can only be regarded as a miracle!

"The treatment technique is ready!" Lu Menglin directed slowly.

Duanmu Qingyi immediately stretched out her slender jade arms, releasing one after another of the healing auras, covering Mr. Dong.

As expected, the treatment was effective at this moment! Mr. Dong successfully stimulated his life potential under the stimulation of the medicinal power, so he could receive the effect of the treatment.

The occurrence of this scene is like a dead tree in spring, and it is a living miracle!

The doctors quickly gave Dr. Dong a medicine to increase his resistance and gave him a lot of stuff.

Seeing that Dr. Dong's face gradually became rosy and his breath became significantly calmer, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and finally rescued the old man.

The old doctor Dong's eyes were bright and he kept staring at Lu Menglin. He finally found the opportunity and asked loudly: "Young man, what medicine are you?"

This old doctor has been practicing medicine for many years, has excellent medical skills, and is very familiar with his physical condition. He never thought that there were such magical drugs in the world that could activate his life potential and make him lose his vitality again.

Such an exaggerated effect can be described as Xiangtian borrowed for another five hundred years! That is why Dr. Dong is unyielding to ask the question to the end.

Everyone, like the old doctor, set their eyes on the young man.

He actually carries such a magical medicine. Could it be that the key to solving this plague is actually his?

Lu Menglin thought about it and said seriously: "I picked it up! There are only two, I have used one, and it is very effective."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked confused and didn't know if they should believe him.

Lu Menglin knew very well that what he had just given to the old doctor was a secret medicine from the human world.

That was originally something that should not have appeared on the Divine People Continent! It was the product of the Hainuo Laboratory in the human world. It can fully stimulate the life potential of the human race and also have an effect on the Divine People.

"Can you sell that half of the drug to our clinic?" Dr. Dong asked excitedly.

From the time he fell down from getting sick to sitting up and talking again, he experienced a cycle of reincarnation, which was equivalent to walking in the gate of hell, so he realized how precious this half pill was.
Chapter completed!