Chapter 278 278: Thunder From the Sky Will Strike Him Soon

But soon someone came forward and accused him of spewing blood and slandering the miracle doctor.

"It is said that the miracle doctor Xuan Ke helps the world. The doctor is kind-hearted and treats us for free! He is such a good man with a bodhisattva heart and cares about the people, and you actually slander him? Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"The medical skills of Divine Doctor Yan are obvious to all of us! Although Divine Doctor Yan is a little younger, his medical skills are superb and superb! How can he heal people to death? Don't talk nonsense!"

"Yes! My uncle has been suffering from a chronic illness for many years. He has seen countless doctors and used countless medicines, but none of them were cured. It was only with the prescription of the miracle doctor that he was cured."

"My brother-in-law too!"

"So is my second aunt!"

"..."

The fat man watched everyone rush to tell their personal experiences, talking about the miracle doctor with a look of admiration, and couldn't help but frown. He didn't expect this yellow-haired kid to be so popular!

He got up cursing, walked to the stretcher, and lifted off the flower quilt covering it.

"You all saw it clearly! Ah? Everyone opened their eyes and looked carefully! I did not slander him! There are both witnesses and material evidence! The facts are in front of you! But he can't help but admit it!"

Everyone followed the sound and gasped.

The person lying on the stretcher turned out to be a person!

An old woman with gray hair, wrinkles on her face, eyes closed, and a skinny old woman.

Her face was as gray as earth and like a dead person, her lips were dark purple, and there was a trace of dried white foam at the corner of her mouth.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like a living person…

For a moment, everyone looked at each other in shock.

Is this really a dead person?

Died by doctors?

But...it must not have been caused by the divine doctor Yan!

Soon, an upright-looking old man stood up from the crowd, "You said she was killed by Doctor Yan. What evidence do you have? Without evidence, it's just slander!"

"That's right! You just bring up a dead person and say he was cured to death by Divine Doctor Yan? How can such a thing happen in this world?"

"So many of us, young and old, have received the blessings of Divine Doctor Yan. How come we are all fine after being treated? But you are the only one in trouble?"

Seeing more and more people coming forward to question, the fat man glared at them with an unkind expression and took out a prescription from his arms.

He shook his head with an arrogant expression and said with a confident look, "Open your eyes and look carefully! Is this paper, this pattern, this handwriting, it's him? Ah? Did I wrong him?"

"The evidence is conclusive! You ignorant people! Shut up!"

Someone took out his own prescription and compared it. The paper, color, and handwriting were indeed written by the miracle doctor Zi Yan.

Everyone looked shocked, could it be...

But they still don't want to believe it.

"Even if this prescription was prescribed by Divine Doctor Yan, how can you prove that she died after taking the medicine in this prescription?"

"How do you know you didn't take the wrong medicine? How do you know she didn't die because of him?"

"You can't even prove that this medicine was prescribed to her!"

"Perhaps I got a prescription from the miracle doctor Zi Yan from somewhere, and I'm trying to frame the miracle doctor here!"

"No! The miraculous doctor did not take any money to treat many people, but some unscrupulous and black-hearted drug stores made a lot of money! Is this because he held a grudge and became the miraculous doctor?"

"It's very possible! Someone secretly bears a grudge against the divine doctor Yan and is trying to frame him!"

The fat man originally looked arrogant and confident, but when he heard this, his expression changed slightly and his eyes flickered a few times.

But soon, he put on a distressed expression and complained to everyone:

"You conspiracy theorists! You have read a few more history books and read some travel notes, ah? You are just talking nonsense here and speculating on people's hearts! It is simply crazy!"

"Poor my old mother! She is eighty years old! She has suffered a lifetime of hardships, and now she finally enjoys the blessings of children and grandchildren, but she was killed by this quack doctor!"

"Mother! My mother! It's unjust that you left! If you have a soul under the spring, open your eyes and look at these cold faces! They are accomplices in covering up the murderer! Mother, you died miserably. !You have to remember them!"

Everyone: "…………"

Yunran watched the excitement for a long time like a bystander, and now his mind was like a mirror.

Glancing at the fat man who was kneeling on the ground and crying at the top of his lungs, Yunran took two steps forward, looked down at him, and raised his eyebrows, "You said she is your mother?"

The fat man immediately raised his head and glared at her fiercely, "My mother was killed by a quack like you! Even if my mother turns into a ghost, she won't let you go!"

"You said she's dead?"

Hearing this, the fat man's eyes flickered, and then he lay on the stretcher and cried loudly:

"Mom! Look at this quack! He killed you without any remorse! In order not to bear the sins he committed, he actually said such words!"

"Poor my mother! You died so unjustly! In order to seek justice for you, please forgive your son's unfilial piety. I can't let you rest in peace for the time being! Ah! Mother!"

Yunran thought his ghost howl was too unpleasant! It was like ten male ducks quacking in my ears.

He kicked him and said, "Stop howling! If you keep howling, you won't be able to pretend anymore and you'll end up pretending to be a corpse!"

The wailing sound suddenly stopped, and the fat man suddenly raised his head and looked at Yun Ran, with an expression of shock and disbelief.

The next moment, he pointed at Yun Ran, filled with indignation, sadness and anger, "What kind of fake corpse? What kind of pretense? You damn, heartless, yellow-mouthed kid! Isn't it enough to kill people? Are you here to slander people and slander them?" "

"You actually don't even spare the dead? Do you still have humanity?"

"Oh my God! How can there be such a heartless person in the world! Let lightning strike him from the sky!"

Yunran: "..."

After being silent for three seconds (feeling sorry for himself), Yunran kicked the fat man away, half-crouched next to the stretcher, and stretched his fingers towards the old woman on top.

The fat man was horrified and howled, "He wants to destroy the body and eliminate all traces! Stop him quickly! Hurry!"

Suddenly, seven or eight strong men rushed out from the crowd, trying to pull Yun Ran away.

"Miracle Doctor!"

"Master Yan, be careful!"

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Yun Ran's eyes were cold, and he flicked his sleeves with his backhand, and a strong wind flew away, instantly knocking the seven or eight strong men who rushed up to the ground.

Everyone couldn't believe that they were knocked over by a yellow-haired child who looked so weak?

He got up from the ground as quickly as possible and rushed towards her again.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed across the sky, like a shooting star.

Everyone could not see clearly what was going on. They could only feel the blur of light and shadow in front of them and the howling cold wind. The next moment, they were surprised to see all seven or eight strong men lying on the ground, each one covering their bodies and wailing.