Chapter 854 Whose Human Blood Steamed Buns

Feng Jun's mood at this moment is simply indescribable... At this time, you ask me which hospital I am a doctor from?

You know, the "Pei Yuan Dan" he feeds to the driver can easily be sold for 50 million per pill, and it's also the kind that "if you want to buy more, it depends on your mood."

He didn't want to be meddlesome in the first place, don't talk nonsense about "with great power comes great responsibility", that's all nonsense.

If nothing else, I just say that you go to those "people's hospitals". Even though they are named "people's", if you don't pay, it's up to you whether they will treat you as a people.

But now that he has encountered it, if he ignores it, he always feels that it is against his original intention. The Tao is natural, and the Taoist cultivates the heavenly heart and original intention, so he will be cured if he wants to.

In any case, he pulled the four people out of the car and treated them - to be honest, if he hadn't been the first to walk down the hill, the two enthusiastic people might not have come down. Who is not afraid of trouble these days?

Fortunately now, the other party asked him which hospital he was a doctor from.

Feng Jun was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "I am not a doctor in the hospital."

When the woman heard this, she immediately became anxious, "Then you treat my husband and my niece... do you have a medical license?"

Feng Jun was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Without a license, your husband and niece are easier to treat, so I'll treat them first."

In fact, the driver's danger is far from being eliminated, but the internal bleeding is not very serious. It will not be a big problem if he carries it for another seven or eight hours, which is enough to wait for the doctor to take action.

The niece's condition was the most dangerous. Apart from the bumps and bruises, the key was that her cervical vertebra was broken. He was a little late in taking action, and it was nothing to do with high paraplegia - there was a 90% chance that she would die directly.

Moreover, the means of dealing with her were relatively easy to operate and efficient, so Feng Jun dealt with her second.

Comparatively speaking, the boy's situation was also quite dangerous, but it was better than the girl's. The key was that his situation was more complicated and difficult to deal with. Feng Juncai finally dealt with the boy.

As for the woman in the passenger seat...she was really lucky. The driver was her husband. When the car rushed down the hill, he was still thinking about protecting her. In addition, there was an airbag, so she only suffered a broken leg.

Feng Jun didn't even have time to save her.

When the woman heard this, she screamed, "You're not even a doctor, so you're just giving us medicine to treat our illnesses?"

Feng Jun was too lazy to argue with her. He spoke in a deep voice, "This little boy's condition is more serious. He needs to bleed from his head. The amount of bleeding will be very large. Let me ask you...do you trust me?"

"That's my son," the woman screamed loudly, "You have no qualifications to practice medicine, so why do you want to attack him?"

Feng Jun felt very baffled. I must have taken action with confidence. Do you think that bullshit document is more important than my son’s life?

At this moment, the young man of seventeen or eighteen years old came up behind him. The young man said in a deep voice, "Brother, if she accuses you of illegally practicing medicine, you may still go to jail."

"Forget it, why don't I leave?" Feng Jun turned around and left, saying, "If the blood is not bled from the little boy's head, he won't last more than an hour... Just take care of yourself."

When the woman heard that she could not last more than an hour, she became anxious and shouted, "Stop!"

Feng Jun turned around and looked at her coldly, "Who do you think you are? I just passed by to lend a hand...do I owe you anything?"

After saying this, he walked up the hillside and left quickly in the rain.

He just casually rescued someone, but there were several cars parked on the mountain road. Many people walked out of the car in the rain and took pictures of this scene - this kind of original content should be shared on WeChat Moments.

The woman in the passenger seat turned around and looked at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy fiercely, "You just let him go?"

"Is there something wrong with you?" The boy rolled his eyes and lit up a cigarette to smoke. At the age of 17 or 18, it was the time when he was blaming the sky and the ground and blaming the air. "I walk on foot, so what happened to your car accident?" It doesn’t matter, I’m willing to save you because it’s a favor, why can’t I leave?”

Two hours later, the ambulance arrived. The twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy had breathed his last...

After Feng Jun returned to the manor, he felt not very comfortable. He felt that what he encountered today fully demonstrated that good people cannot do anything - I just wanted to help, and I had no intention of charging you for first aid!

It still rained the next day, and the weather forecast, which did not predict earthquakes, was sometimes quite accurate.

Feng Jun felt a little unenergetic. In his plan, he could have continued to Peach Blossom Valley today and familiarized himself with the control of the Soul-Calming Bell. However, the car accident made him lose interest in going there.

Fortunately, there was some good news on this day: Hao Jingjing was finally seconded to the Culture and Sports Bureau, responsible for introducing external sponsorship and investment - as long as she can win over sponsorship, it doesn't matter whether she works or not.

This policy makes the dignified Culture and Sports Bureau act a bit like a bank - as long as it can win over big customers, everything is easy to negotiate.

Of course, in Teacher Mei's current situation, it actually doesn't matter whether she wants to hold a public office or not.

She has no shortage of ways to make money, and she can gain enough respect by following Feng Jun. Not to mention that in the eyes of insiders, the number of core members of Luohua Manor is much more valuable than her civil servant establishment - at least that's how Yang Yuxin is. thought.

But she still wants to retain her public position because... her mother thinks this is the right way.

Mei Jin is a very filial child who cares very much about her mother's opinion. If her mother hadn't opposed her divorce, she would have been divorced long ago.

But in the afternoon, Feng Jun ran into trouble again.

Yuan Youwei took his mobile phone and ran to him, "Uncle Feng...you are on Weibo."

Feng Jun's Weibo requires a registered account. Once upon a time, he also wanted to be an Internet celebrity and had people "lead" some fans over, but later on... he really didn't worry about that.

Yuan Youwei is paying attention to a male artist. Strictly speaking, he is a male v. whose ID is "Hong Daliang". He is over forty years old and has a lot of amazing words. What he is best at is giving advice in areas that he is not familiar with. country.

Xiao Youwei is only ten years old. He pays attention to this figure who is almost like a grandfather because he feels that he dares to think and speak, and is a role model for him to learn from.

The Weibo post posted by Hong Da Da was not original, but a repost. The original was a woman who suffered a car accident yesterday.

The woman said that her family and her niece were involved in a car accident in Peach Blossom Valley, and that an "unknown man" approached them and demanded "high-priced treatment fees," "but he had no medical qualifications."

The woman refused the other party's "unreasonable request", but the other party did not even help her carry her son "to the mountain road" and was "sarcastic", which ultimately led to "the son's death due to lack of timely treatment."

She said that saving lives and healing the wounded is a traditional Chinese virtue, and she personally cannot understand such behavior of taking advantage of others' danger.

The woman also said that her son would not have died in the first place, but what the visitor said was too unpleasant. "My child has been strong-willed since he was a child. He couldn't bear to see his mother being wronged. He vomited several mouthfuls of blood on the spot"...

Hong retweeted it in large quantities and added a comment, "Yuanbo is my assistant. Please repost it to help relatives and managers. Such scum should not exist in this world, x-on:Ping An Zheng Yang."

It doesn't matter just such a Weibo, the key is that it has accompanying pictures. The pictures seem to have been taken by someone standing on the mountain road. They are not very clear, but there are two, and Feng Jun's appearance can be vaguely seen.

The most important thing was Feng Jun's clothing and figure. Yuan Youwei stayed at Luohua Manor every day and recognized him at a glance.

Feng Jun took a look at the number of forwards. It was not too many, more than 5,000, but it was really a lot.

Zheng Yang, who was called Ping'an by Aite, didn't respond. This is normal. It's a public institution. It doesn't matter if you reply late. It's a big problem if you respond wrongly.

Feng Jun took a rough look at the comments and found that there was nothing good to say, so he glanced at Yuan Youwei and said with a stern face, "Just read it, what are you doing to disgust me?"

Yuan Youwei was quite curious. He wondered why Uncle Feng would do such a thing. This was not in line with his knowledge.

Feng Jun was helpless, so he had to tell him what happened yesterday again, and finally asked him, "Do you think there is something wrong with what I did?"

Of course Yuan Youwei didn't think there was a problem. He was at an age where grievances were clear, and he didn't think it was wrong for Feng Jun to stop and not treat him. "You deserve to die... This Hong Dao usually sees things to the point, but why is he like this this time?" What about confusion?"

When the two were talking, Li Ting also came over. After hearing the cause and effect clearly, she expressed her position, "Don't talk nonsense. The child is about the same age as you. He will be gone...but it's boring to confuse right and wrong like this." .”

Feng Jun sighed, "Anyway, these days, you can't be a good person."

He was embarrassed to say, UU Reading www. uukansｈhu. net I used a Peiyuan Pill myself. You must know that he helped Peng Lao strengthen his foundation and cultivate his Yuan. Each Peiyuan Pill sold for 50 million, but now he gave it away for nothing, and instead he was splashed with dirty water. It’s really true to say that Not shameful enough.

"Let me help you handle this matter," Li Ting turned around. She still hoped that Feng Jun would help if something happened. "With a few fans slandering people at will, this kind of low-cost It’s time to stop using slanderous tactics.”

Although Yuan Zihao has retired, the power of the Yuan family still has no problem in cleaning up a big internet v. Moreover, after Mr. Peng and others heard about it, they were also filled with indignation - if Mr. Feng stops being a "good guy" in the future, what will we do? ?

In fact, it is not difficult for them to uphold justice. In addition to Feng Jun, there were two other people who came to save people that day. Some people also posted on Weibo, including the 17 or 18-year-old boy.

The young man explained the matter very clearly on Weibo, but unfortunately, he is not a big V. He only has forty or fifty fans in total, has been forwarded five times, and has hundreds of comments.

Many of the comments were from Hong's massive fans. Some said he was talking nonsense, while others said he was just taking advantage of the popularity - "Chinese people's bad habit of eating steamed buns with human blood has never changed." ()