Chapter 500 (1/2)

Yes, Chu Lingfeng has already taken off his power, completely.

The Frenchmen or people from other countries who came to line up didn't know what Chu Lingfeng meant, but the smart Chinese who knew how to look at people's faces immediately understood.

Looking at Chu Lingfeng's appearance, someone in the crowd finally yelled to Chu Lingfeng in some unfamiliar Chinese: ”doctor, have a rest, we can wait.”

”Yes, we're just a group of coolies. You're doing this for us. Let's have a rest.”

”We support you. We'll come back to line up tomorrow!”

”Yes, that's all for today. That's the end, everyone. OK?”

Chu Lingfeng's appearance makes these Chinese people extremely moved. Which seriously ill person doesn't want his body to recover soon? Who is willing to endure the pain for a little longer? For the sick people, every minute, every second, is the feeling of living like a year.

To tell the truth, if possible, they really hope that Chu Lingfeng can cure them now.

However, when they saw the state of Chu Lingfeng, they immediately understood that the miracle doctor had expended effort and energy in order to cure the disease and save the people. At this time, they really shouldn't be demanding any more.

Li Dihui looked at Chu Lingfeng with some worry and asked, ”Mr. Chu, can you still insist?”

”No problem. Help me move a chair and a set of PA equipment.” Chu Lingfeng looked at Li Dihui and said, but from his voice, he was still extremely weak.

Zhang Bo immediately ran in and moved a chair. Li Dihui and Lao Wang helped Chu Lingfeng to sit down. Ye Zhiqiu also went to the hotel next door to borrow a microphone for talking, and several other people moved out two loudspeakers and placed them on both sides of the pharmacy.

In the process, all the people watched quietly. No one was anxious or urged. They knew what Chu Lingfeng wanted to say to them. Just because there is no strength, we can only rely on the horn to transmit sound.

Think of the miracle doctor is because they become this picture, everyone's heart feel a little sour, but more or grateful, as well as speechless pride.

Chu Lingfeng took the microphone with a smile, tried the audition and said, ”can you hear me?”

”Doctor, you can hear me!” The Chinese under the stage said with one voice.

”Fellow citizens, do you mind if I speak in French? After all, there are many foreign friends here.” Chu Lingfeng reluctantly moved his lips and made a smile.

”Doctor, I don't mind. As long as we can hear you, we will be satisfied.” There was a cry under the stage.

Someone started, and everyone echoed and echoed.

Chu Lingfeng nodded, then let them quiet down, and then continued to say: ”to be honest, I really want you to be cured, but now it seems, I can only think about it.”

”It's OK, doctor. We can understand.”

”Yes, have a rest, doctor. We can wait. We can wait.”