An elderly man with thinning hair, dressed in a white lab coat, stood beside the hospital bed and sighed:
"I'm sorry, I have done my best. You should prepare Chairman Luo's affairs as soon as possible!"
Upon hearing this statent, Luo Ling'er, who had just arrived, trembled and her face turned pale instantly.
Her gaze fixed on the father lying on the bed, she threw herself forward, crying out loud, "Daddy!!!"
"Ling'er, you're here. Ah, don't be too heartbroken, the doctors have tried their best!"
At that mont, a middle-aged man in a suit, with his hair slicked back, sighed while looking at Luo Ling'er.
But his deanor seed insincere.
And he was Luo Ling'er's second uncle, the younger brother of Luo Tiancheng, Luo Tianfang.
"Second Uncle, what on earth is going on? My father was fine just two days ago. How could he suddenly beco like this?"
With tears in her eyes, Luo Ling'er looked at Luo Tianfang, her face full of confusion.
"Perhaps Brother has been overworking himself with the company affairs recently, which led to a sudden serious illness. That's probably it, sigh..."
Luo Tianfang said with a heavy heart.
"Doctor, is there really no hope for my father? Please, save him, I will pay whatever it costs!"
Luo Ling'er suddenly turned to the elderly doctor beside her, clutching his hand and pleading incessantly.
"Ah, Lady Luo, it's not a matter of money. Chairman Luo's organs have all failed completely."
"His heart has also stopped beating. I'm afraid not even a Daluo Golden Immortal could help now!"
The elderly doctor shook his head.
"To declare there's no hope before the man is even dead, what a quack!"
Just then, a cold voice suddenly erupted.
It was especially conspicuous in the hospital room.
Everyone present turned their eyes in unison.
The speaker was Chu Feng.
"Young man, what did you say just now?"
Upon hearing Chu Feng's words, the elderly doctor's face darkened, a flash of anger in his eyes.
"I said you're a quack!"
Chu Feng replied, not mincing his words.
"You..."
The elderly doctor was imdiately enraged, his face turning ashen, a picture of fury.
"Young man, what nonsense are you spouting? Who are you to talk such nonsense here?"
At that mont, Luo Tianfang looked at Xiao Yifeng and coldly rebuked.
"I am Lady Luo's bodyguard, Chu Feng!"
Chu Feng stated indifferently.
"You, a re bodyguard, dare to call Vice Dean Shen a quack. It's utterly laughable."
"Vice Dean Shen is a first-rate dical master in Hua Country, a professor who studied at the United States Royal dical College, and is extrely renowned throughout the dical community of Hua Country."
"Countless people wish to be treated by him but cannot obtain such a chance, and you have the audacity to say Vice Dean Shen is a quack?"
Luo Tianfang addressed Chu Feng, articulating every word sharply.
He laid out the elderly doctor's formidable background.
At this ti, the rest of the people in the hospital room looked at Chu Feng with disdain, as if they were looking at an idiot.
A young man had the nerve to call a famous dical master of Hua Country a quack; it was truly ridiculous!
At this mont, upon hearing Luo Tianfang reveal his identity, Vice Dean Shen, Shen Qingshan's anger seed to abate.
He wore a sowhat proud expression, glancing at Chu Feng with contempt.
"What you have said only shows that he is more of a failure, an even greater quack!"
Chu Feng's words startled everyone in the hospital room.
They couldn't believe that after hearing of Vice Dean Shen's powerful background, he would dare to speak such words.
"Young man, you're insulting . What gives you the right to call a quack?"
Vice Dean Shen, Shen Qingshan, looked at Chu Feng with an icy expression.
"Because you don't know how to treat patients. You're declaring soone who could have lived as hopeless. If you are not a quack, then who is?"
Chu Feng stared back at Shen Qingshan, each word striking like a bell.
The terrifying aura forced Shen Qingshan to retreat repeatedly, his complexion turning sowhat ashen.
"Chu Feng, are you saying there's still hope for my dad?"
Luo Ling'er asked sharply as she looked at Chu Feng.
"Of course, your father isn't dead, so naturally there is hope. It's just that so incompetent doctors don't know how to save him,"
Chu Feng said as he approached the bedside and looked at Luo Tiancheng.
"How is that possible? Chairman Luo's organs have all failed, and his heart has already stopped beating. How could there possibly be hope?"
Shen Qingshan said with disbelief written all over his face.
"That's right, kid, stop spouting nonsense. Guards, throw this kid out!"
Luo Tianfang shouted as he looked at Chu Feng.
Imdiately, two n in suits started walking towards Chu Feng.
"Can you really save my dad?"
Luo Ling'er looked at Chu Feng, her eyes filled with hope.
"Of course!"
Chu Feng replied with a confident smile.
"Stop!"
Luo Ling'er then turned and ordered the two n in suits.
"Ling'er, what are you doing? Don't believe this kid. Big brother is beyond saving."
"Even Vice Dean Shen is helpless; how could this kid possibly bring big brother back to life!"
Luo Tianfang said as he looked at Luo Ling'er.
"Kid, stop putting on airs. In Chairman Luo's condition, even if Dean Jeff of the United States Royal dical College personally ca here, he couldn't save Chairman Luo."
"Do you think you're more capable than Dean Jeff?"
Shen Qingshan said disdainfully as he looked at Chu Feng.
"Who's Jeff?"
Luo Ling'er asked, puzzled.
"Jeff is the Dean of the United States Royal dical College and the world's leading dical professor."
"He's also the only one to have won the Nobel Prize in dicine and several of the world's top dical awards."
"He's arguably the pinnacle of dical expertise in the world."
Shen Qingshan spoke of Jeff's legend, his eyes filled with admiration and longing.
"Jeff?"
Upon hearing this na, Chu Feng just smiled lightly and said dismissively:
"That old man, he once thought of becoming my disciple!"
"Beco your disciple? Haha…"
Shen Qingshan was taken aback by Chu Feng's words, then burst into a mocking laugh:
"You're saying the world's leading dical master wants to beco your disciple?"
"Ridiculous, your bragging knows no bounds!"
"What's going on here?"
At that mont, a robust voice rang out.
A group of people walked in.
Leading them was an aging man in a white coat, with gray hair, looking spirited and robust.
Next to him was a suited, blonde-haired, high-nosed foreign old man, followed by a group of doctors.
"Dean Jeff!"
When he saw the blonde foreign old man.
Shen Qingshan's eyes revealed a hint of surprise, and he imdiately walked over.
"Dean Jeff, what brings you to Hua Country?"
Shen Qingshan said excitedly to the foreign old man.
This man was the very Dean of the United States Royal dical College.
The world's leading dical master, Jeff.
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