On weekdays, Zhang Jinlong disliked Ye Feng's low profile when getting along with Wang Ying. From the beginning, he felt that Wang Ying was not a good girl.
It's a pity that Ye Feng is too persistent in feelings and never listens.
In an instant, the teacher also arrived in the classroom, took out his books and knocked on the desk, and everyone became quiet.
In the playground of the campus, several strong athletes are training, sweat dripping to the ground.
When these people took a rest, Liu Ming walked over with a smile on his face and waved to the leading boy.
This boy is wearing a large-size sports T-shirt. His muscles are very developed and his overall body is extremely strong.
"Chen Hu, didn't you say before that you wanted to come to my company and work with me after graduation? As long as you do me a favor, it will be done." Liu Ming asked slowly.
"Young Master Liu, are you serious about this?" Chen Hu asked in surprise.
"Of course, what I said can be false?"
"What do you need me to do for you?"
"Help me deal with this person. I want to make it impossible for him to stay in this school."
With that said, Liu Ming took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Chen Hu.
"a piece of cake!"
Chen Hu looked at Ye Feng who looked a little thin in the photo, patted his chest and assured.
Time flies by like a fleeting moment, and it’s noon in the blink of an eye.
Under the scorching sun, Ye Feng walked out of the classroom minding his own business.
His next destination is Qinghe Central Hospital, where he plans to grab some medicine to take to his mother when he returns home next time.
In his previous life, besides practicing, Ye Feng also studied medical skills.
Moreover, there was an immortal medical lord who taught him through words and deeds.
So just by taking a look yesterday, he found out the root cause of his mother's poor health.
Twenty minutes later, Ye Feng walked into the hospital gate. There were not many people queuing in the outpatient hall, and it was his turn soon.
"Sorry, sir, there is a medicine here that our hospital is not allowed to sell to outsiders." The staff member said slowly.
"Unless you can go to the chief doctor with your medical record and get his approval, you can get the medicine."
"Is it so troublesome?"
Ye Feng was a little surprised. He really rarely dealt with hospitals in the human world. He didn't expect it to be so troublesome.
Ye Feng also knew that the staff just followed the rules and could not force him, so he had to turn around and leave to make room for the people behind him.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.
Several medical staff pushed a stretcher and rushed towards the emergency room with instruments in hand.
But at this moment, a sound came from the medical equipment, and the electrocardiogram quickly flattened from zigzag to a straight line.
This declares the end of a human life.
For the family members of the patients who followed behind, this was like a bolt from the blue.
After being stunned for a moment, they burst into tears.
"Don't give up, there is still hope!" Ye Feng walked straight over and said loudly.
Seeing Ye Feng trying to get close to the patient, the leading doctor quickly blocked him.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"
"Get out of the way, I want to save people. If we delay for a while, the gods will come and we won't be able to save them!"
Ye Feng was so powerful that he pushed the doctor away with force.
Ye Feng stretched out two fingers of his right hand and pressed down on the patient's body with lightning speed.
It was a skinny man, with all the bones clearly visible.
Being thin also has its benefits, and various acupuncture points are obvious. Ye Feng put his fingers on the Yongquan point and Neiguan point, and a warm current spread to the patient's whole body.
This warm current is the true energy mobilized by Ye Feng, which is transported through the medium of his fingers, thus giving the opponent a glimmer of life.
Unconsciously, the electrocardiogram miraculously reversed and became curves again, and the patient began to breathe weakly.
The medical staff present rubbed their eyes desperately, feeling unbelievable. It was like a dream.
"Okay, time is urgent, rush to the emergency room for rescue!" Ye Feng said to the doctor.
With Ye Feng's reminder, the doctors reacted, adjusted their condition, and continued to move forward in stride.
"Miracle doctor!"
The patient's family members plopped down and knelt on the ground, extremely grateful.
"What are you doing? Get up! The patient is only temporarily out of danger. The specific result depends on whether the operation goes smoothly."
Ye Feng quickly helped everyone up.
While the family members were rushing towards the emergency room, Ye Feng quietly walked towards the door of the hospital, only to be stopped by an old man with childish face and heavy hair.
The old man was wearing a gray robe and was holding a long pipe in his right hand. His face was slightly rosy and he smelled of alcohol.
"Young man, how did you do that just now?" the old man asked curiously.
"Is something wrong?" Ye Feng asked with a vigilant look.
"I'm not a bad person. I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner. I'm just curious about your techniques. As long as you can tell me the reason, I'll treat you to a drink!" the old man said drunkenly.
"Traditional Chinese medicine doctor? There is no need to drink. If you can help me get some medicine, I will tell you." Ye Feng said.
"What a coincidence! I happen to open a pharmacy five miles away. Come with me." The old man nodded and said.
In this way, the strange combination of the old and the young left the hospital together.
Soon after, led by the old man, they came to a deep alley.
There is no hustle and bustle of the busy city here. Long willow trees are planted everywhere, swaying in the wind, blowing in waves of warm wind.
"arrive."
In front of you is a traditional medicine shop, with a thick plaque hanging on the door, engraved with the three characters "Baicao Pavilion", which shines brightly in the sunlight.
After crossing the high threshold, they entered the pharmacy.
The furnishings in the pharmacy are very simple. There is a long wooden table in front of it, with tall cabinets on both sides, divided into several drawers of the same size, with various medicine names posted on them.
"Your place is pretty good!" Ye Feng couldn't help but praise.
"What you see is just the tip of the iceberg. There are more medicinal materials that have not been displayed behind. No matter what medicine you need, I can find it for you." The old man said with confidence.
Soon, Ye Feng successfully got the medicinal materials he wanted and planned to leave immediately.
"You can tell me now!"
The old man quickly grabbed Ye Feng's arm, fearing that the other party would regret it.
"It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's because I'm afraid that you won't believe me if I tell you." Ye Feng said seriously.
"Oh? Just saying that makes me more curious."
"Don't worry, just say it and I can tell if you are fooling me."
The old man stared at Ye Feng intently.
"Okay, listen carefully, I just pressed two acupuncture points on the patient." Ye Feng said calmly.
