Mr. Song hurriedly explained.
"This is my sister, Song Yiran"
Jiang Feng stretched out his hand, but Song Yiran was extremely arrogant.
"I was asked to prepare medicinal materials and boil water. In the end, it was just for taking a bath, right? Then can't you just put in tap water?"
Jiang Feng quickly explained.
"Miss Song, don't get me wrong, we are going to brew these medicinal materials and let Mr. Song soak them in them."
Song Yiran nodded.
"I understand, let's take a bath, right?"
Jiang Feng felt that the explanation was unclear...
Mr. Song quickly asked his sister to go out. He was about to take off his clothes, but Jiang Feng stopped him.
"Don't take off your clothes, just get in and soak."
Pour boiling water into the pool, put all the medicinal materials in, and soak slowly.
Mr. Song felt that the water temperature was a bit high, but Jiang Feng pushed him directly down.
But the strange thing is that the water suddenly felt several degrees colder, and a layer of frost formed on Mr. Song's body.
"Are you still wearing makeup?"
Song Yiran really looks down on Jiang Feng...
"Miss Song, your brother is in danger, and where have you been recently?"
Song Yiran smiled coldly.
"Why can't you deceive my brother? Are you going to deceive me?"
Jiang Feng didn't know how to explain it.
He felt that the woman was like a powder keg, and he could tell from her eyebrows that she had a stomach problem.
"When anger surges through one's body, there must be disease in the heart and lungs."
"You should pay attention to stomach problems and don't stay up late to avoid excessive liver fire."
Song Yiran frowned and greeted the security guard.
"You'd be a liar by throwing him out."
Mr. Song was so cold that he couldn't speak. He stretched out his hand to prevent Jiang Feng from leaving.
"Mr. Song, it's okay, I won't leave."
"You are expelling the cold poison now, open your mouth."
Jiang Feng cut his wrist with his fingernail, squeezed the blood into Mr. Song's mouth, and gently touched it with his hand. The wound healed instantly.
Song Yiran's eyes widened.
"Are you doing magic?"
Jiang Feng didn't say anything. His own blood was a great source of nourishment.
Putting all the remaining medicinal materials into the water, the coldness on Mr. Song's face slowly disappeared.
It seems that cold poison is really difficult to remove. If you want to recover, you have to wait at least three days.
"Everyone get out and go to the bathroom if you want."
Mr. Song's expression changed, he immediately got up and began to slump.
Everyone was waiting outside, but Song Yiran was still domineering.
“What chemical principles did the charlatans use?”
Jiang Feng stared at Song Yiran.
"Originally, seeing that you are a female prostitute, I didn't want to argue with you, but you are so aggressive that I'm afraid you will be in bad luck. I advise you to enjoy yourself and eat and drink."
Song Yiran's expression suddenly changed.
"What problem do you see?"
Jiang Feng ignored it. Song was still extremely curious. Her boyfriend's father said the same thing this morning...
If only one person says it, he won't take it to heart, but if he repeats it twice, doubts will naturally arise in his heart...
"Say it quickly!"
Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Mr. Song had collapsed. He must have begun to eliminate the cold poison.
"Brother Song, you will continue to have diarrhea and you will have to stay in there for at least an hour."
"Don't worry, you'll be fine after you have diarrhea."
Jiang Feng followed Song Yiran to the living room without following the woman.
"Ms. Song, where have you been and what have you done recently?"
Song was still trying to remember.
"I have only been to a place called Marriage Hall. My boyfriend took me there."
Jiang Feng wanted to see a photo of her boyfriend and found that his appearance was not good. He had a sinister and evil appearance.
It seems that the kidney qi is difficult to control, and there must be some problems in the body.
"Ms. Song, it's me who talks too much. Your boyfriend is born with a disease."
Song Yiran looked surprised and nodded.
"How did you know?"
Jiang Feng continued.
"Your boyfriend is not masculine and loves to have conflicts with you. Am I right?"
This boy has no kidney energy and is mostly yin. Although he is no different from other men, he lacks masculinity.
He is very carefree, and it can be seen that he is an inward-looking person.
Song still felt that everything Jiang Feng said was right, but he didn't know where Jiang Feng learned it.
"Appearance arises from the heart, and evil arises from the courage."
"Miss Song, I'm afraid I can't do anything about your matter, so you should make plans early."
With only one day to live, I'm afraid this woman will not end well!
Mr. Song's legs were already weak and he opened the door a crack.
"Master Tang calculated it for my sister and said that if the yang and longevity are not equal, the sky will kill them. What does this mean?"
These two sentences come from the Book of Heavenly Medicine, which means that you cannot see the edge of the sky, that is, you will die if you cannot see the sun.
Since it is a disease that occurs at night, it most likely originates from the heart. Heart disease can quickly lead to death.
Jiang Feng continued to calculate the time when a heart attack would occur, usually from eight o'clock in the evening to three o'clock in the night. After this time, everything would be fine.
"Miss Song, you have at most 12 hours to live. I'm not afraid of your nervousness. If you want to survive, then just listen to me!"
Jiang Feng still relented. He didn't want to involve too much, but he saw that the woman was in her prime.
There is no shortage of rouge ghost like her in this world.
In this case, it saved this woman’s life!
"You said I only have 12 hours to live. Is that true or false?"
"You'd better not lie to me. I hate others lying to me most in my life!"
Jiang Feng nodded.
"Don't worry, I will never lie to anyone."
"Please take off your makeup and change into casual clothes."
Song Yiran quickly followed suit.
Mr. Song finally couldn't pull himself out, so he was helped out.
Jiang Feng took out a silver needle.
"For men, it is yang. Take the Juyang point two inches in the thigh groove as the root, and enter the true seven points with two inches of force."
"It is based on gathering Yang, and collecting Yang is the destiny."
Jiang Feng slowly exerted force. Mr. Song felt a pain at first, but then he felt like he was back to his youthful state, and his strength gradually recovered.
"I haven't been with my wife for a long time. Am I feeling better now?"
Mr. Song was a little embarrassed, after all, it was a loss of face.
Jiang Feng smiled and nodded.
"My wife must have also lost her yin and yang. Take a piece of forget-me-not and take a small amount of Xiaoyao pills to recover."
These two medicines are designed to vent women's grievances. Drinking Forget-Me-Not soaked in water can restore a woman's spirit.
Xiaoyao Pill can vent a woman's anger.
Mr. Song quickly sent someone to take care of it. Jiang Feng had a headache. What should he do about Song Yiran's matter?
Just as he was thinking about it, he had already changed into casual clothes. His figure was so outlined that people could only imagine, and his sense of maturity and confidence was clearly visible.
Especially the black mole on the lip, which makes people want to explore...
"What are you looking at?"
Jiang Feng quickly shook his head, saying that he didn't see anything.
"Don't you leave the house now, I need a quiet place."
Song Yiran found a place, and Jiang Feng sat down directly and entered the Danxu illusion.
The master kept sighing.
"This woman has a romantic match with you, but it has a hint of bad omen. You are in trouble!"
Before Jiang Feng could ask what the omen was, Luo Yuanzhang's shadow appeared, vomiting blood.
"How dare you harm me!"
