But Li Yi did not leave because there was another patient.
A black car slowly stopped in front of the clinic. The door opened and an old man in a mandarin jacket got out, supported by two men and women. He walked into the clinic slowly.
The old man had gray hair, was skinny, and so weak that he seemed like he would fall down at the slightest breeze. But even so, he still had the aura of a superior.
"Doctor, can my disease be cured?"
The old man asked in a hoarse voice, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.
He had done his best to get here, and had used up almost all of his family's connections. He had called all the Shangshu's phone numbers before he was able to break through the company's blockade and come to this small clinic.
The resources mobilized by the old man could push an ordinary person into the temple, become an important official in the six ministries, and enter the core of power in Zhou.
The villagers of Hanshui Village only need to pay a few dozen dollars to be treated by the medical immortal in front of them.
Li Yi took a look at the old man. His body was already riddled with holes. In ancient times, he should have died of old age. He was completely dependent on modern technology to survive. But now he was awake and able to talk and walk. It was likely that he had eaten some spiritual food.
The accompanying man said, "Doctor, as long as you can cure my father's illness, I will agree to any condition you ask for."
"Birth, aging, illness and death are the common sense of the world." Li Yi shook his head slightly, "I can't cure your disease."
His medical skills are not yet at the level of being able to reverse life and death. He can cure it using the Nine Levels of Reversal of Life, but supernatural powers are not within the scope of medical skills.
Generally speaking, Li Yi does not interfere with the life or death of his patients.
"You are a medical genius, how come you can't cure it!" The man became instantly agitated. Their family had exhausted all means to get here, and this was their last hope.
"Xiaodong, shut up! Don't be rude to the doctor." The old man started to scold, and then he started to cough violently. The man was so scared that he quickly shut his mouth and began to care about the old man's health.
After coughing for a long time, the old man said apologetically: "I'm sorry, doctor. I didn't discipline my son well. Please forgive me for any offense I caused you just now."
"Nothing." Li Yi's face remained calm. He had seen a lot of such things in his previous life.
When he said that there was no cure, there were many people who were more excited than the man in front of him. Few people could accept the death of their loved ones calmly.
The next moment, the old man shook off the man's support and knelt down tremblingly. He did not kneel down, but sat down like in Zhou Li.
This action shocked the people who were accompanying him. They wanted to go up to help, but were scared away by the old man's eyes.
Li Yi's expression remained unchanged as he said, "I can make your death more comfortable. You probably have 10 days left to live."
He treated other elderly people in the village in the same way. It didn't extend their lifespans, but it did reduce their suffering a little.
He is just a doctor now, and they are just patients, nothing special.
The old man asked, "I have heard immortals talk about cause and effect and merit. Can my merit extend my life?"
This made Li Yi change a little. He raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned over and asked, "What merits have you gained?"
The tone was calm, with a hint of inquiry, just like the King of Hell in the Yama Palace, asking the dead soul about their merits in this life.
"I, Hua, have devoted my life to developing hepatitis B vaccines. I have developed 14 vaccines in total. Can they extend my life?"
The atmosphere in the clinic fell into an eerie silence, and everyone was waiting for an answer, as if this ordinary man in front of them could really decide a person's life, aging, illness, and death.
“Sometimes merit doesn’t depend on saving people, but my merit is saving people.”
Li Yi raised his fingertips slightly, a ray of green light emerged, and gently touched the old man's forehead.
"I will give you three years of life."
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