Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 273 It’s Xu Tian’s Turn to Treat the Injury

This scene stunned everyone present; they had never seen anyone so anxious. The middle-aged man remained calm, taking the patient's pulse. He seemed unfazed by Lin Feng's sudden intrusion. He frowned slightly and continued to focus on feeling the patient's pulse.

After taking the pulse, the middle-aged man glanced at Lin Feng sideways, then looked away and said coldly, "Get in line."

When Lin Feng heard this, he became even more anxious. He quickly said, "Doctor, my friend is dying. Please, save him."

The middle-aged man remained unmoved. He continued to treat other patients and simply threw two words to Lin Feng: "Get in line."

Lin Feng's face showed a look of despair. He looked at the middle-aged man, his heart filled with helplessness and anger. He didn't understand why the doctor was so indifferent. His friend was obviously in danger, but he still asked them to wait in line.

"Doctor, you can't just stand by and watch someone die!" Lin Feng said loudly, his voice trembling slightly.

The middle-aged man raised his head slightly, glanced at Lin Feng, then lowered his head again and continued to treat the patient. There was no trace of emotion in his eyes, as if in his eyes, Lin Feng's request was just an unreasonable interruption.

Lin Feng's face showed a look of despair. He looked at the middle-aged man, his heart filled with helplessness and anger. He didn't understand why the doctor was so indifferent. His friend was obviously in danger, but he still asked them to wait in line.

Just then, a waiter came over. He looked at Lin Feng with a sympathetic look on his face.

"Sir, if you are here to see a doctor or treat your injury, please go and line up. Don't disturb our boss who is seeing the doctor." The waiter said softly.

Lin Feng couldn't wait any longer, so he said directly: "Can't you see that my friend is seriously injured? He's almost dying."

The guy shook his head helplessly and said, "This is our rule. First come, first served. Even if you are dead, you still have to queue."

Hearing this, Lin Feng was shocked. He looked at the middle-aged man, feeling helpless. He didn't understand why the world was so cruel, and why people had to follow those so-called rules when their lives were in danger.

However, seeing the middle-aged man like this, Lin Feng was helpless. He could only say to Xu Tian on his back: "Xu Tian, ​​you have to hold on. I will treat you immediately."

Then, Lin Feng walked to the back of the queue of people, put the unconscious Xu Tian down, sat cross-legged himself, and then transferred Qi to Xu Tian.

Lin Feng's eyes were filled with determination. He knew that he was the only one who could save Xu Tian now. He closed his eyes, concentrated his energy, and continuously transferred the Qi in his body into Xu Tian's body.

As the Qi flowed in, Lin Feng's face became paler and paler. He could feel his strength draining away bit by bit, but he didn't hesitate or retreat. He had only one thought in his mind, and that was to save Xu Tian.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Lin Feng was so focused on transmitting his true energy that he seemed to have forgotten everything around him. A look of pain appeared on his face, but he still persisted.

On the side, the people waiting in line to see the doctor looked at Lin Feng silently. Their eyes were full of surprise and admiration. They had never seen such a persistent and brave person.

An Yuan Hall was completely silent, with only the faint sounds of Lin Feng's breathing and Xu Tian's heartbeat. Sunlight streamed through the windows onto the ground, and dust particles danced in the light, as if time had slowed down.

After a long time, the queue of patients had all been seen. The middle-aged man called out, "Next."

Because Lin Feng was concentrating on channeling his true energy, he didn't hear it.

The middle-aged man saw Lin Feng transferring his Qi, so he ignored him and started reading a medical book. There was no expression on his face, as if the existence of Lin Feng and Xu Tian had nothing to do with him.

Lin Feng didn't know how long he had been channeling his Qi, he only knew he couldn't stop. He could feel Xu Tian's injuries temporarily relieved, but he also knew it wasn't enough.

At this moment, another waiter came to Lin Feng and said, "Sir, it's your turn now."

At this moment, Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with fatigue, but also with a glimmer of hope. He thanked the man, then carried Xu Tian on his back and quickly walked over to the middle-aged man and said, "Doctor, please save my friend! He's dying."

The middle-aged man continued to look at the medical book, and then said, "One Xuanjing coin."

Lin Feng was stunned and said, "What?" Then he realized it was the money. A feeling of helplessness welled up in his heart. At this critical moment, he still had to worry about money. But without hesitation, he began to search through his pockets.

Lin Feng's hands frantically searched his body, his heart filled with anxiety. Finally, he found two Xuanjing coins and over a hundred Xuanjing coins. A hint of joy appeared on his face, and he immediately handed over a Xuanjing coin and said quickly, "Doctor, this is a Xuanjing coin. Please save my friend."

The middle-aged man moved the medical book aside, glanced at the black crystal coin handed to him, and then took it with his hand. There was no trace of emotion in his eyes, as if this was just an ordinary transaction.

Only then did Lin Feng's face reveal an expression of anticipation. He looked at the middle-aged man, his heart filled with hope, hoping that he could save Xu Tian as soon as possible.

The middle-aged man looked up at the unconscious Xu Tian, ​​then stood up, walked over to Xu Tian, ​​and took his pulse. His fingers gently rested on Xu Tian's wrist, his eyes focused and serious. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he lifted Xu Tian's eyelids and took a look. His movements were gentle and skillful, as if he were handling a precious work of art. There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, as if he was searching for some clue.

Then, he peeled off Xu Tian's clothes and examined his injuries. There were obvious fist marks, scratches, and frostbite. His expression became increasingly solemn, as if he was facing a huge problem.

Then the middle-aged man looked at the sky outside the door and asked, "It's not winter yet, how can there be frostbite?"

Lin Feng's heart tightened. He didn't know how to answer this question. His eyes were filled with worry. He didn't know how serious Xu Tian's injury was, nor did he know if the middle-aged man could cure Xu Tian.

An Yuan Hall was completely silent, with only the faint sounds of Lin Feng's breathing and Xu Tian's heartbeat. Sunlight streamed through the windows onto the ground, and dust particles danced in the light, as if time had slowed down.