Ultimate Wizard Chapter 2305: Smelly Beggar

Sure enough, it was less than half a month after the two Taoists left the Ling family. Ling Yuanshan suddenly fell ill and couldn't afford it.

Of course, Ling Yuanshan is definitely not short of money. He has checked all kinds of hospitals, big and small, but he can't find any lesions.

Of course, she had also approached President Xu of the Alchemist Association branch.

However, President Xu couldn't say why.

You must know that he has the highest level of alchemy in the entire Tianshi. If even he is helpless, who else can Ling Moqing find?

If it was in the past when Tiancheng was in Yuncheng, no matter whether it was a serious or a small illness, there was nothing he couldn't cure.

But Tiancheng has gone to another world, where can she find it?

Now that her father is dying, the only thing Ling Moqing can think of is to find those two fortune tellers, maybe they have a way to solve it.

Now that the fortune teller has been found, Ling Moqing will naturally show great sincerity and ask them to save her father.

After seeing the two fortune tellers, Ling Moqing immediately stepped forward and extended her hand to show their favor.

However, the two fortune tellers seemed to have no intention of shaking hands with Ling Moqing, which made Ling Moqing feel a little embarrassed.

"You are Ling Yuanshan's daughter?" the tall fortune teller asked.

His expression is extremely arrogant, giving people a sense of aloofness.

The other short Taoist priest was looking at Ling Moqing vaguely, obviously with ulterior motives.

Ling Moqing nodded, tears welling up in her eyes, "Yes, two masters, my father is dying, I beg you to save him. As long as you can save him, I am willing to pay any amount."

You can earn money without money, but without people, you really have nothing.

The tall fortune teller waved his hand casually, "Lead the way ahead!"

Ling Moqing hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and led them directly outside the intensive care unit.

The short man whispered to the tall man, "Brother, it looks like we will be able to take this girl soon."

The tall man nodded, "We can go back to work after we take it!"

No one else is allowed to enter the ICU at will, so Ling Moqing had to call out the nurses in the ICU and discuss it with them.

However, as soon as the nurse heard that Miss Ling's family was looking for two fortune tellers to see her father, she thought he was playing a fool.

Isn't that the fortune teller who sells dog skin plasters on both sides of the street? Such people can also believe.

Although Ling Yuanshan was terminally ill, if he was healed by them, he would have to go on the road soon.

Also, this is a hospital. If something goes wrong, can the hospital escape responsibility?

Ling Moqing naturally knew the difficulties of being a doctor and nurse, but he assured the nurse, "Don't worry! I'm not an unreasonable person, my father will die soon. I just want these two fortune tellers Go try it."

Ling Moqing knew that these two fortune tellers should be able to save her father. If they were not allowed to try, then her father would surely die.

The nurse was also a little annoyed after she explained many times to no avail, "Don't talk so much, I can't let you in. Many family members say that they are not unreasonable people, but we are the ones who really suffer. Doctors and nurses."

There are a few people who can be rational in the face of life and death, and this kind of thing happens from time to time in the hospital.

"Then my father is no longer hospitalized, I will take my father home!" Ling Moqing pleaded again.

"That won't work either. Your father's current condition will kill him as soon as he leaves the intensive care unit. At that time, you will still blame the hospital." The nurse's attitude was very firm.

Ling Moqing felt desperate, she even wanted to ask her followers to forcibly open the door of the intensive care unit.

At this moment, the short fortune-teller stepped forward and slapped the nurse in the face, "Get out of the way, keep babbling, believe it or not, I'll kill you."

The weak nurse burst into tears while covering her swollen cheeks.

Three doctors in the intensive care unit hurried out after hearing the cries.

One of the three doctors is the dean, and the other two are his disciples. They are the most powerful team in this hospital.

One of the disciples asked, "Who dares to beat our nurses?"

Another disciple pulled the nurse behind him, "Xiaoqing, come here! Don't worry, we will definitely seek justice for you in this matter."

The random beating of nurses in a hospital is simply outrageous.

But before the disciple finished speaking, the short man stepped forward with another slap, knocking him directly to the ground.

The nurse, who was still crying, turned pale with fright, and stood upright, daring to cry again.

The old dean was trembling with anger, and took out his mobile phone directly from his pocket.

But the short fortune-telling palm shot his phone to the ground, and firmly restrained his neck, "Old man, don't waste Laozi's time, get out of my way."

Ling Moqing didn't expect these two fortune tellers to be so rude. He hurriedly stepped forward to stop them, "Stop hitting, don't hit. Dean and the others are innocent, please let them go!"

The bodyguard standing behind Ling Moqing couldn't help swallowing.

The short fortune teller looks short, but has amazing power and vicious methods.

He believed that if the young lady hadn't stepped forward to stop her, the old dean would have died.

The tall fortune-teller said leisurely, "Second brother, let him go, he's just a few rubbish, don't know them in the same way."

Another disciple seemed to be unwilling. He pointed at the tall fortune teller and was about to say something, but the old dean stopped him.

The old dean said dissatisfiedly, "Who are you? Why are you fighting in my hospital?"

Ling Moqing hurriedly explained, "President, these two fortune tellers once predicted that my father would get sick, so I want to bring them to see if I can save my father!"

The old dean said indignantly, "Nonsense, a few sell..."

The old dean wanted to say that they sell dog skin plaster, but the words were swallowed again.

When did fortune tellers come to the hospital to grab food?

"Mo Qing, your father and I are very good friends. Although I failed to save him, I hope your father can be euthanized! You still accept this fact, and mourn and change!"

Ling Yuanshan's condition is too strange, and the old dean with superb medical skills is helpless.

In this case, even if Da Luo Jinxing came back, he wouldn't be able to save him.

He can understand Ling Moqing's thoughts, but some things are really beyond his ability.

These two fortune-tellers are just playing some tricks.

They came here just to defraud the Ling family of money.

As an old friend of Ling Yuanshan, the old dean even more disagreed with Ling Moqing.

The two fortune-tellers are not fools, so naturally they can hear the old dean's sarcasm towards them.

The short fortune-teller stared gloomily at the old dean, "Old man, if you don't have the ability, don't tell others that you can't do it. If you dare to talk more, believe it or not, I will send you on your way now."

The tall man strode into the intensive care room, "Don't worry about them, come in quickly!"

Ling Moqing had no choice but to bow to the old dean to apologize, "I'm really sorry, dean, I don't want to give up! I hope you can understand me."

The old dean frowned and shook his head, "It's crazy, it's crazy! Hurry up, call the police, and say two stinky beggars came in from the hospital."

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