Wanted to be a miracle doctor and became a defendant, so he decisively changed his career to become

"Commander, are you okay?"

Seeing Marshal An's pale and colorless skin, Ye Tian was immediately confused.

Qingchuan Nair noticed the situation and quickly stepped forward to check his pulse. His pretty face also changed instantly, "His pulse is too weak. Hurry, help him to a private clinic."

Hearing this, Ye Tianru was struck by lightning, but he quickly followed Qingchuan Naier and supported Marshal An towards the private consultation room.

"Miracle Doctor Song, please, we must cure the commander. Anguo cannot live without him."

When Ye Tian entered the private consultation room and saw Song Bing, he could no longer hold back and begged repeatedly.

At this point, all hope can only be placed on this young compatriot.

Song Bing glanced at Ye Tian, ​​and then his eyes fell on the old man with weak vital signs.

One glance reveals the other person's extraordinary qualities.

That unique and awe-inspiring temperament is something that ordinary old people don't have.

At this time, under this movement, Marshal An also weakly opened his eyes.

However, his pale face was already covered with sweat, and his body was constantly twitching, which showed how much pain he was suffering.

But the veteran didn't even scream. He stared at Song Bing with his cloudy old eyes, and even smiled happily, "Are you the Divine Doctor Song?"

"it's me."

Song Bing nodded, feeling quite touched in his heart. Only he could see the pain the other party was suffering at this moment.

"Haha, he has accomplished such great things in a foreign country. It's amazing. He is indeed a good man of Anguo."

Marshal An was still looking at Song Bing, with relief and shame in his eyes.

"Let me treat you first!"

Song Bing said, signaling the two of them to help Marshal An to the hospital bed.

If you delay this longer, this legendary old man may really have to leave.

"Divine Doctor Song, please, no matter what, you must cure the commander..."

Ye Tian was still worried and kept humbly praying to Song Bing.

"Get out of here! His condition is serious, and I need absolute silence."

Song Bing spoke calmly without saying anything else.

Qingchuan and his daughter understood immediately, helped Ye Tian out, and closed the door for Song Bing.

"Song Bing, please let go of the treatment! I have left an order. No matter what the result is, no one will blame you."

Marshal An was lying on the hospital bed, speaking weakly.

He just came here to see this young man who had been let down, and he didn't have much hope that Song Bing could be cured.

He knows his body best.

It's time to meet those old friends who fought together.

As he spoke weakly, Marshal An slowly closed his eyes, and his life as a soldier kept reappearing in his mind...

After Song Bing finished disinfecting, he came to the old man and untied his clothes.

Looking at the stab wounds and bullet holes all over his body, I was also touched.

I don’t know how many battles it took to stay.

Marshal An, this title is so resounding in Anguo.

Of course he knew it, and he also admired the veteran.

This is a great general who truly sacrifices everything for the people.

With a sigh, Song Bing placed his hand on the old body.

There's nothing fancy about it, just start the treatment for respiratory disease.

The other party does not have any terminal illness.

Rather, this old body spent its entire life defending the homeland and the country, experienced a lot of war damage, and left countless terrible sequelae, including mental illness.

There were even several pieces of shrapnel still left in their fatal places that could not be removed.

The mixture of these disabilities makes the other person suffer so much.

[Ding ~ Successfully absorbed rheumatism, merit +1]

[Ding ~ Successfully absorb intestinal diseases, merit +1]

[Ding ~ Successfully absorbed Parkinson’s disease, merit +1]

……

Song Bing carefully eliminated all the diseases that plagued the veteran's body.

Even the pieces of shrapnel were taken out.

A total of 36 merit points were obtained.

In other words, the other party's body has 36 kinds of diseases.

This all sounds scary.

At least until now, Song Bing has never seen anyone suffering from so many diseases at the same time.

Except Liu Xiangfeng.

After the cleaning was completed, Song Bing bandaged him.

At this moment, Marshal An, who was recalling his life, slowly opened his eyes, as if he was having a dream.

"I...am not dead?"

He looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Song Bing, which was a little incredible.

"Under my hands, as long as it is not a corpse, it is impossible to die."

Song Bing spoke calmly and confidently.

Marshal An slowly sat up and felt his current body. All the pain and suffering in the past seemed to disappear out of thin air, and what was left was unprecedented comfort.

It's like I have a new body.

"Don't worry, I've cured all your illnesses."

Song Bing wrote down a prescription for nourishing the body based on the traditional Chinese medicine diet, handed it to the other party, and said: "With this medicinal diet, there will be no serious problems in the future."

"You...how did you do that?"

Marshal An's old eyes were shaken, and he felt unrealistic when looking at the young man in front of him.

His post-war illnesses were cured countless times by many expert doctors in the country.

But they can only be stabilized by relying on various high-end instruments.

It even concluded that it was impossible to cure.

Now, it only took less than two hours for the young man in front of him to feel like he was reborn.

Such medical skills are unprecedented and unprecedented.

"Of course it's my medical skills." Song Bing ignored the other party's shock and stepped forward to open the door.

Ye Tianzheng, who was anxious outside the door, was pacing back and forth. When he saw Song Bing, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked inside.

"Commander."

When he saw Marshal An sitting on the hospital bed safe and sound, Ye Tian's body trembled and he immediately rushed in excitedly.

As an adjutant, he was undoubtedly the most aware of Marshal An's condition.

Especially since Marshal An had previously told him that if Song Bing couldn't be cured, there would be no need to pursue him.

Therefore, even though he had witnessed Song Bing's medical skills, he was still nervous.

But at this moment, seeing An Da handsome and calm looking sitting on the hospital bed, he seemed to be several years younger.

He was more than shocked.

"Thanks to Divine Doctor Song, I'm fine now."

Marshal An smiled and even stood up to stretch his muscles, something he never dared to think of before.

"Divine Doctor Song, thank you. I thank you on behalf of the people across the country."

Ye Tianji no longer knew how to express his feelings.

Marshal An's eyes also fell on Song Bing, his eyes full of complexity.

He already knew something about Song Bing.

How many people are there in Anguo?

How many guarding veteran soldiers are there like him?

Everyone needs such a miracle doctor.

And such a great talent was actually forced out by those black sheep for their own selfish interests?

"No need to thank you. It's only natural to accept money for medical treatment."

Song Bing smiled calmly.

"How much?" Marshal An asked with a kind smile.

"One million." Song Bing said.

"Ye Tian, ​​pay the consultation fee to Divine Doctor Song."

Marshal An ordered, feeling moved in his heart.

Knowing Song Bing's deeds, he naturally knew that this was the cheapest treatment Song Bing had ever offered for treating so many high-ranking officials and wealthy people.

"In addition, please ask Divine Doctor Song to accept another apology from me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Marshal An suddenly knelt down on one knee towards Song Bing.

"Commander."

Ye Tian's face changed drastically as he was paying, and he quickly wanted to step forward, but Marshal An raised his hand to stop him.

Song Bing's eyes were shaken, but he still stepped forward to help him up.

After all, this was the person he admired most.

"Don't worry, Divine Doctor Song. I'm kneeling here just to apologize for An Guo's debt to you." Marshal An said in shame.

"You don't owe me anything, and Anguo doesn't owe me anything. What you owe me are those pests." Song Bing said with a clear smile.

He still remembers what Hua Siguo said: You can't hate the earth because of a few pests!

"Hahaha, that's right, those pests should die!"

Marshal An gritted his teeth, then held Song Bing's hands and smiled meaningfully: "I heard that you are still a veterinarian. I hope you will return to the country one day to help the country control those pests."

Song Bing was slightly stunned, looking at the other party's cloudy old eyes, he also smiled and said: "Maybe we need to build a mental hospital so that we can lock him up."

"Hahaha, that's great! As long as I'm not dead by then, I will ensure that you complete all of this!"

Marshal An laughed and made a promise.

However, he didn't know that this casual joke would actually become a reality in the near future...