When Lin Feng said it last, Zhao Long and Zhao Heizi both listened with their ears. After all, this sentence is too important, just like the life and death book in the judge's hands.

According to Zhao Long's idea, if he could live for another four or five years, no, he would be satisfied even if it was one or two years.

After all, Liao Xiaodong told him before that with his condition, he could only live for half a year at most, and there was still a lot of pain during this period, and he was almost worse than death.

Now, the condition is suppressed and the threat of death has disappeared. If he can keep this painless, it will be enough for him to live for one or two years without any complaints.

This also represents the voice of many cancer patients, at least a few patients in the room think so.

However, they never expected that Lin Feng would say something casually for twenty or thirty years, twenty or thirty years!

Zhao Long is 61 years old this year. Even if he had not been diagnosed with liver cancer before, he never thought that he could live to 80 or 90 in his life.

Now Lin Feng actually told him that he could live for so long, and he felt that this was simply a fantasy.

Of course, the same is true for everyone else.

Lin Feng looked at the surprised expressions of everyone and couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong with you? I've said less time? There's nothing I can do about it. His body was first tortured by cancer cells for a long time, and then underwent chemotherapy and radiotherapy. The body was damaged too much. Therefore, his life span was also affected. It was already the limit to live for twenty or thirty years."

"No, no, Doctor Lin, why do I think I have less time? I was scared by this number! Doctor Lin, I had only been half a year to live, and I would probably die in pain. After you helped me heal, I just thought that if I could live like this for a year or two, I would be satisfied. But you actually told me that I could live another twenty or thirty years, I... I, I am not dreaming, right?" Zhao Long said this, pinched his arm hard.

Although it hurts, he laughed out loud and shouted, "It's not a dream, it's really not a dream! Brother Wu, Brother Li, Brother Zhang, have you seen it? Doctor Lin also cured me, I can't die! Hahaha... cough cough..."

Zhao Long smiled a little and started coughing.

Lin Feng frowned and said, "Don't be too excited, your liver is fine for the time being, but your other organs have also been damaged, and it will take a long time to recover. During this period, you must avoid being very happy, sad and angry. It is best to have a normal mind. A good attitude is even more effective than taking medicine. This is my advice to all of you!"

Liao Xiaodong immediately agreed: "Director Lin is right. You all keep an optimistic attitude. Director Lin will definitely cure you all. This will not waste my hard work. Director Lin, I will go out to comfort the patients and tell them about Mr. Zhao. I believe they know about this and should make the right choice."

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you. If they really don't want to treat me, I will never force myself to stay. I like to be passive."

Lin Feng's words made everyone present amused. Indeed, patients always take the initiative to look for a doctor. No doctor begging the patient for treatment. That's too strange.

Liao Xiaodong nodded, and then went out to work hard.

Lin Feng's eyes swept across Old Man Zhang and Old Man Li. Seeing the envy and longing in their eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "It seems that if you don't treat you, you probably won't be able to sleep tonight. You are all lying down. I'll help you treat and let you have a good sleep!"

When Old Man Zhao and Old Man Li heard this, they were so excited that they couldn't speak. In the blink of an eye, they lay on the bed.

Who doesn’t want to cure the disease earlier? It’s too deadly to hang a bomb on your body!

The next thing went much smoother. After Liao Xiaodong went out, he explained the reasons to other patients' families and told them all about what happened in the ward.

After hearing this, most patients chose to believe it and stayed there.

A small number of patients with milder symptoms choose to return to the oncology department. After all, their current symptoms rely on Western medicine's radiotherapy and chemotherapy combined with other treatments to stabilize the condition and live for more than five years. Why do you have to live in the traditional Chinese medicine department and live a life of being a living horse?

Those who believe in me will sacrifice their lives to save me; those who do not believe in me will not force me.

Lin Feng didn't care about this kind of thing at all.

The most painful thing is the doctors in the Chinese medicine department. After they received the news from Wu Chengtai, they all went crazy!

Damn, is this the legendary sensation? It’s coming too fast! Let them take their pulse and be examined by Lin Feng. Isn’t this their life?

They were used to pulling their pulse randomly and lived a life of relying on Western medicine examinations. Suddenly, they were asked to take their pulse seriously, and they didn't know what to do!

The most terrifying thing is that if there is a problem, you will have to be punished or even fired.

Doctors from the First Hospital of the City, even traditional Chinese medicine doctors, are all rich jobs, and it would be a pity to lose them.

This is not the most critical. If people from other hospitals know that they were fired because they did not know how to take their pulse, and other hospitals would definitely not accept it!

They are all miserable middle-aged people with elders and younger children. They suddenly lose their jobs, which is absolutely deadly!

For a moment, the Chinese medicine department was full of grief. Wu Chengtai was also filled with emotion when he saw this.

Perhaps Lin Feng’s decision was really right. If we don’t put some pressure on these middle-aged and young Chinese medicine practitioners, they will always be living like this, and Chinese medicine will probably end.

So, the doctors in the entire Chinese medicine department were busy and ran around each ward. Generally, several people worked together to take the pulse, write down the conclusion, determine the common results, and handed over it.

They swear that they have been in the medical field for so many years but have never been so serious. Thinking about this, their faces are a little hot.

As a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, he is not even good at the most basic skills. Moreover, he has been perfunctory in patients over the years and lives every day alone. It is really embarrassing!

Lin Feng worked hard for almost an hour before he could control the condition of the other two old men.

No matter which of these patients, it can cause some senior doctors to have a headache and even dare not take over.

However, Lin Feng is different. He is now eager to contact these critically ill patients. In this way, he will not only gain more merit, but most importantly, his medical skills can be trained and he can integrate all his knowledge over the years.

Those patients were comforted and received pulse treatment from traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. The pulse treatment speed was astonishingly slow. Lin Feng was too lazy to wait, so he simply flashed his eyes first.

It is almost nine o'clock now, and he hasn't even eaten dinner. In addition, he consumes too much true energy, and Tian Cang Bao Lingyi cannot absorb it at the speed, which leads to a strong sense of hunger. He wants to eat a cow now!

After leaving the hospital, he locked the direction of the snack street. Tonight, he wanted to make all the people on that street tremble!
Chapter completed!