C128 Blight

After the incident with the wealthy merchants of Director Han and the rest, Wang Zheng's reputation within the Haitian City had grown, and even the news of the Haitian City had been kept for a minute for Wang Zheng. Of course, Wang Zheng was very low-key and did not like to be interviewed, so the people from the Haitian City television station only filmed a scene of Wang Zheng treating the patients from outside the manor.

"Little Wang is really a cameraman. I didn't expect him to be such a doctor that has come back to life!" Xue Jiayu and her parents sat in front of the television and watched the news. Father Xue was getting more and more satisfied with Wang Zheng, since he had previously thought that Wang Zheng was only rich, and that he was now a doctor with extraordinary medical skills. In the future, Xue Jiayu's life had really settled down.

Xue Jiayu looked at Wang Zheng who was on the television and frowned. She had never known that Wang Zheng had such a powerful medical skill, able to attract the attention of the entire city's wealthy merchants.

Wang Zheng, who was hugging Murong Yuyan and watching the news, was also being teased by him. Wang Zheng just did not say anything to this, and he had never intended to show his face to begin with. As long as he wanted to do something with the news, he could do it at any time, and he was just not willing to do it.

"What's so good about the news? Why don't we be intimate with each other?" As he spoke, Wang Zheng extended out his devil palm. As the two of them were fighting happily, there was suddenly a knock on the door. It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over Wang Zheng's head.

"Boss, there's an old man outside who wants you to treat his grandson!"

Hearing Zhang Er'mao's voice, Wang Zheng's heart completely exploded. He wanted to kick his out, but Murong Yuyan pulled Wang Zheng and said softly: "Since you are a little friend, then go and have a look, the child is quite pitiful too. I'll just wait for you in the room."

Wang Zheng nodded his head, if the person waiting outside was some big shot, Wang Zheng would definitely rush out to scold him, but the person outside was just a kid, it wasn't like he was going to directly leave if he saw the person die.

Standing at the door, Wang Zheng saw an old man whose clothes were plain, and even a little shabby. His hands trembled as he held onto a child who looked extremely painful with his eyes tightly shut.

"Let's talk after we enter!" Seeing the child's appearance, Wang Zheng frowned and directly welcomed the old man into the room. Seeing that Wang Zheng had let him through, Zhang Er'mao naturally did not stop and gave the old man a path.

Entering the villa, Wang Zheng had the old man put the child down on the sofa, without saying a word, he grabbed the water cup and placed it on the little child's forehead, then asked Zhang Er'mao to bring out a medicinal pill worth a million.

Wang Zheng placed the medicinal plant on top of the cup as his inner Qi lingered around his right palm, and the medicinal plant quickly turned into a cloud of green smoke that swirled around the cup at a speed visible to the naked eye. Waving the cup in his hand, Wang Zheng enveloped the green smoke that was circling around the cup, and the green smoke entered the child's pores and entered his body.

Wang Zheng placed the cup to the side after the child finished absorbing the green smoke.

"Old man, first tell me what happened to the child and why he caught an epidemic?"

"Blight?" Zhang Er'mao, who was standing beside Wang Zheng, had a trace of astonishment flash across his face. If it was an epidemic disease, then wouldn't that mean that there were already epidemics spreading within the Haitian City?

The old man's hands trembled and a trace of fear flashed across his eyes.

Wang Zheng sighed: "Don't worry, even if it's an epidemic disease, I have ways to cure it, but to prevent others from getting infected, you have to tell me the source of the disease, before I can remind others to prepare."

He gritted his teeth and said helplessly: "Two days ago, this grandson of mine insisted on taking out the eggs and I let him go. At that time, my grandson told me that those were all dead birds on the trees and I didn't pay any attention to that. That night, he fell ill with a high fever that couldn't be quelled.

"Fishing for bird eggs?" Wang Zheng started to consider whether or not he should go take a look at that so-called dead bird's nest. But he still had to save people first, epidemics were not easy to treat, otherwise, they would not be called epidemics. In this era where medical care was developed, they were definitely harder to deal with than so-called cancer.

"Zhang Er'mao, bring me two burning red silver needles, and a Hundred Year Old Ganoderma as well. A hundred year old …" Wang Zheng took four to five types of medicinal herbs in one go, and the market price of all of these medicinal herbs was more than a hundred thousand. Zhang Er'mao knew that Wang Zheng was rich, so he naturally did not help Wang Zheng save money.

When Zhang Er'mao took the things out, Wang Zheng found out from the old man that the grandfather and grandson duo had been to the hospital for the past few days, and directly called President Wu.

"Dean, I have good news. If you have bad news, which one will you listen to first?"

President Wu was busy researching the problems of lung cancer, and his mood was very fretful, but when he heard Wang Zheng's voice, he actually felt a sense of joy in his heart for some reason.

"Tell me the good news first."

"You'll be able to enter the Medical Bureau soon."

Hearing Wang Zheng's bland words, President Wu's heart jumped, Enter the Medical Bureau? Everyone knew that the Medical Bureau was not that easy to enter, and that was just for fun. He had plenty of money to do research, but not everyone could enter the Medical Bureau. He had been a doctor for so long and wanted to go to the Medical Bureau, but he had never had the opportunity.

"What about the bad news?"

"There's an epidemic in the Haitian City!"

"What!" Hearing that there was an epidemic in the President Wu, he jumped in fright. If it really was an epidemic in the President Wu, then he would have to put aside his research on lung cancer, not to mention entering the Medical Bureau.

"Don't worry, come to my manor first!"

As these few days passed, the only person that Wang Zheng had any interest in in in Central Hospital was this President Wu. Grade was simply not a problem for Wang Zheng, so the moment Wang Zheng encountered some benefits, he would immediately think of the President Wu.

Very quickly, Zhang Er'mao brought everything over. President Wu's car also stopped at the entrance of Wang Zheng's villa, and when they entered the villa, they saw Wang Zheng holding the medicinal ingredients in his left hand and the two burning red silver needles in his right. The precious medicinal ingredients in his left hand were actually rolled up and turned into a pool of medicinal liquid.

"Hurry up and draw the blood of this child! He's the one infected by the plague!" When Wang Zheng saw President Wu, he immediately called out.

President Wu did not have time to be surprised, he immediately took out gloves and things to draw blood from.