Zeng He’s status is not low, but it is only within the boundaries of Jinhai. Once it was extended to the whole world, Zeng He would be nothing more than a successful businessman.
If Fu Parkling could treat a poisoned martial artist that even the hospitals in the Tianhuang District could not treat, it was clear that his medical skills had reached a realm. Now that the global spotlight was on the Tianhuang District, how could someone like Fu Parkling not fall into the eyes of everyone? For Zeng He to want Fu Parkling to come to the Zeng family alone would be to think highly of his Zeng family’s status.
Now that Fu Parkling was going to hold a press conference, apart from the mainstream media, there were also bigwigs from all walks of life. Apart from wanting to know what Fu Parkling was capable of, these bigwigs also wanted to get in touch with Fu Parkling. Because there were too many people there, they were unable to meet him before the press conference.
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The first thing you need to do is to get to know the people who are going to be in charge. This was all within his expectation, but far beyond it.
He did not expect it to cause such a stir, and the number of bigwigs from one side who had requested to see him alone had exceeded ten. He knew that before this, he was only entitled to hear the names of these bigwigs. Now, they were lining up to see him.
Fu Parkling knew very well what his advantage was, it was the bottle of medicinal liquid in his hand. He also knew very well that he could not meet anyone now, because meeting anyone would be to offend more people. So when Fu Chun, the director of Jinhai Hospital, almost curtly proposed that he hold a press conference, he immediately agreed to do so.
On October 21, the auditorium of the Jinhai Hospital was packed to the rafters. Basically, they were all there for the newest member of the medical profession, Fu Pu-ling.
At exactly nine o’clock, Fu Parkling arrived in the auditorium accompanied by two security guards.
A journalist was eager to interview Fu at the door, but was stopped by a security guard and pulled to the side.
As Fu Parkling looked at the auditorium full of people, even those sitting in front of him were faces that he had often seen on TV and the news, he suddenly had a feeling of fear in his heart.
From excitement to fear, a process that perhaps only he himself could experience.
“Everyone, be quiet, now we’ll ask Fu Pu-ling, the detoxification expert from Jinhai Hospital, to say a few words.” The person who hosted this reception was a beautiful host from Jinhai TV.
After she finished speaking, she looked at Fu Parkling with admiration and respect before handing the microphone in her hand to Fu Parkling.
Fu Parkling forced himself to calm down and took a breath before speaking, “Dear seniors from the four corners of the world, I am excited and terrified to have you all come to Jinhai Hospital. I am terrified because I am not an expert in detoxification, nor am I a medical expert. So I am here to express my deep apologies and respect to all of you ……”
After saying that, Fu Pu Ling bowed. Originally, his opening speech was not like this, but now he was afraid, and he could not control the scene after it became too big. It would have been fine if he really had that ability, but the key was that he didn’t have it now.
“Doctor Fu, I heard that you saved a poisoned patient in the Skywaste District, is that right?” A blonde reporter didn’t even wait for Fu Parkling to continue, nor for the questions to begin, before asking impatiently.
No one thought he was reckless, it was the answer all the reporters couldn’t wait to know.
Fu Pu Ling coughed a little, finally calming down from that panic, “Yes, I did save a poisoned martial artist from the Heavenly Desolate District, and it only took me an hour. But if I were asked to save a poisoned martial artist in an hour now, I can tell you clearly that I cannot do so ……”
Fu Pu Ling’s words caused a cacophony of voices, and some of the bigwigs who had made the trip here frowned a little. They said that they had come all the way here because of your medical skills, but now you say you can’t save them, what does that mean?
“Does expert Fu mean that you took a chance and saved a poisoned patient?” The reporter’s question was somewhat impolite.
Fu Pu-ling simply let go and said with a laugh, “That’s an interesting question, do you think the poisoned martial artist in the Heavenly Wasteland could be saved by chance? The reason I was able to save that martial artist in an hour was because my master left me two medicinal plants at that time. Please forgive me, I cannot say what these two herbs are. I used one of the herbs with the rest of the herbs to boil a bottle of liquid, and the other herb was given directly to the patient.”
“So, you can no longer rescue the poisoned martial artists in the Heavenly Desolate District now because you no longer have the herbs your master left behind?” A female reporter asked nonchalantly.
“Wrong.” Fu Pu Ling grunted, “I used two herbs, but that bottle of boiled medicinal liquid has not been used up yet. The patient who was poisoned before was detoxified in an hour because I used one herb for him alone. That doesn’t mean I can’t save the poisoned patient again, I still have a bottle of medicinal liquid in my hand. I can save at least eight more people with this bottle, just not as quickly. If I estimate, it will take me about a month to save the poisoned patients now.”
Just in case, when Di Jiu said that he could still save nine people, Fu Parkling deliberately said one less.
“Doctor Fu, do you mean that after you save eight more poisoned patients, there is nothing you can do if any more poisoned patients come?” The reporter did not give Fu Parkling a chance to catch his breath.
Fu Pu-ling made a helpless expression and said, “It’s true that I don’t want to do this, but it’s true. If I didn’t have that kind of herbs, I would have saved eight more people at most, and after that, there would be no more poisoned patients, and there would be nothing I could do.”
“Then isn’t Specialist Fu also very good at other illnesses?”
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The answer was that he only had a little bit of research on poisoning, but in other areas, he was still very poor.
A press conference was held and the results were not satisfactory to many people. At least he was able to save eight poisoned patients.
Some of the families of the Tianhuang District’s poisoned martial artists were already thinking of taking a place no matter what. Eight spots for detoxification were really a drop in the bucket for the countless martial artists in the Heavenly Desolate Region.
Zeng He returned home from the pandemonium of the press release looking exhausted. He was also disappointed that, according to Fu Pu Ling, he hadn’t done much research on other illnesses.
Research or no research, he still wanted to invite Fu Pu-ling to the Zeng family to look at his daughter’s condition.
After thinking about it for three hours, Zeng He decided to ask his men to take care of the matter, and to invite Fu Parkling here, no matter how much it cost.
Before Zeng He could say anything about his decision, Xiao Sha walked in hurriedly, “Uncle, something has happened.”
Zeng He looked at Xiao Sha in confusion, “What is it?”
Xiao Sha whispered, “Fu Pu Ling has been killed, and it was in the best room in Jinhai Hospital.”
Zeng He suddenly stood up, then shook his head with a sigh and sat down. Without a background, yet holding a bottle of medicinal liquid that could save eight Tianhuang District poisoned martial artists, it could only be said that Fu Parkling had sought his own death.
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Treating that youth, Di Jiu was really too tired, so he first found a place to rest for the night. After rejuvenating himself, he only arrived at the Jinhai Heavenly Martial Academy the next afternoon.
Standing at the entrance of the Jinhai Tianwu Academy, Di Jiu’s eyes fell on the newspaper that the boss next to him had just taken out and was stunned. The headline at the top of the newspaper was too eye-catching, ‘Jinhai detoxification genius doctor Fu Pu Ling was killed, who is the murderer?’ .
Then Di Jiu winced, if he stayed at Jinhai Hospital, wouldn’t he be the one who died now?
Should he still stay at the Jinhai Tianwu Academy? Di Jiu looked at the big school sign of the Jinhai Tianwu Academy in front of him, and his heart chilled a little.