Feng Feishuang looked at Jiang Chan and Feng Lao arguing, and his eyes were clearly extinguished, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Two hours later, the crystal clear bone-breaking paste was finally released. After the bone-breaking paste was cooled, Feng Lao carefully applied it to Feng Feishuang's wrist.

When the bone-breaking cream was applied, it didn't feel anything, it felt cool, but within a quarter of an hour, Feng Feishuang's brows frowned. He felt a surge of medicinal force penetrated into his tendons and veins, and the feeling was painful and itchy.

His arm moved uncontrollably, and Boss Feng shouted: "Don't move. If you move like this, your bones will easily grow crooked, and your right hand will not work in the future."

Jiang Chan took out a pack of silver needles, she pulled up Feng Feishuang's sleeves and exposed his entire arm. The next moment, a few silver needles were pierced on Feng Feishuang's forearm, and Feng Feishuang felt as if she had lost control of her right hand.

It hurts or hurts, but no matter how it hurts, Feng Feishuang's arms did not move at all. It felt so sour and refreshing. Mr. Feng was so amazed as he looked at Jiang Chan's movements.

"You girl is very good at thinking of this trick. It's great."

Jiang Chan held her chin, "You always care about it and you will be confused. You can see the name of it. If you do it yourself, it would be fine?"

Mr. Feng smiled and said, "You girl is really interesting. If you hadn't had a master, I would have wanted to accept you as your apprentice."

Jiang Chan smiled and said that she would not greet Mr. Feng. It would be great to have a mother-in-law in Xianyue. Even her master can be brought with her, which also prevented Jiang Chan from becoming an unknown master in the future.

"The effect of this bone-breaking ointment is very significant. This dose of medicine needs to be applied for three days in a row, and then replaced with it after three days. After applying it three times in a row, the bone will almost grow and take shape, and it needs to be well maintained later."

Feng Lao pointed a little at Feng Feiyang: "It was all the disaster that you, a stinky brat, that implicated your elder brother. If we hadn't met Dr. Xinyue with kind heart, your elder brother would have been ruined for the rest of his life."

Feng Feiyang lowered his head embarrassedly, Jiang Chan happily watched Feng Feiyang being taught a lesson by the old man. I was happy to see you unhappy. Jiang Chan held the teacup, which was so comfortable.

Feng Feishuang looked cold, as if he was not his own business. He was always his younger brother. No matter how big the disaster he caused, he would always tolerate him.

"Doctor Xianyue, I have a merciless request. You see, it's the end of the year. We are old and weak, and we don't have any silver coins on our bodies. Do you think we will take us in for a few days? We also want to be in the Hui tribe, but Feishuang's hands are not cured. I'm worried about what happens on the way back?"

Jiang Chan knew that Mr. Feng would say this. Facing such an old man, she couldn't say anything she would refuse. She sighed: "Holly, take these guests to the wing room to rest."

"Doctor Feng, if you don't mind, just spend the New Year with us. We are all parents-free children here. It is also a rare experience to have an elderly person like you accompany you to celebrate the New Year."

Dongqing trotted over and first gave Jiang Chan a regular greeting: "I have met Master, please come with me, the wing room was cleaned a few days ago, so I will tell me what I lack."

Dongqing is the eldest disciple of Jiang Chan, and his actions are becoming more and more orderly. After all, he is one year older and now he is nine years old. He cannot embarrass his master.

The first thing I arrived at was Feng Feiyang's room. Dongqing glared at him and made arrangements for him conscientiously.

After walking a few steps in the corridor, Feng Feishuang asked casually: "If Feiyang offends you, I will apologize with Dr. Holly and I hope you have a lot of them and don't bother with him."

As soon as the word "Little Doctor" was released, Dongqing's mood improved a little. He pretended to be old and carried his hands behind his back: "Okay, for you are his brother, I won't care about him fainting my sister and me."

Feng Feishuang held back her smile: "Then I'll thank you little Doctor Holly."

"It's easy to say."

Dongqing took the eight-character step and placed the three guests, and the next moment he spread his legs to find Jiang Chan. There were three more people in the clinic. How could this dinner be arranged? It was already time for dinner.

Jiang Chan held one hand in one hand. They were now heading to the kitchen. There were six and a half-year-old children in the kitchen. The oldest was only ten years old and the youngest was five or six years old.

After entering the kitchen, Honeysuckle sat with two six-year-old girls. The six children were all little beggars nearby. Seeing that these children had good character, Jiang Chan simply stayed in the clinic.

Now two little girls are sitting in front of the stove to cook the fire. The oldest child is cooking in the stand-up pot, and the remaining three children are washing and cutting vegetables. They are all careful and look a little unfamiliar.

Although Jiang Chan took in a few children, he was not an idle person. These children had to help Jiang Chan do something within their ability. Correspondingly, if they wanted to learn something, Jiang Chan would teach them when she was empty.

For example, the boy who was standing in the pot had a very sensitive taste and was very interested in cooking. Every time he saw Jiang Chan do something, he was particularly looking forward to it. He usually soaked in the kitchen.

Now the child has learned a few dishes after Jiang Chan, and the ground is very good. Jiang Chan does not have Xiao Feng's sensitive taste after all, so Jiang Chan simply gave it to him after Xiao Feng was able to stand in the pot.

Now this is a chef in the clinic. Jiang Chan only needs to give up something when Xiaofeng is cooking. She can only talk about it. When she really starts, Xiaofeng has left her eight streets. After all, Xiaofeng's taste is really too perverted.

Seeing Jiang Chan come in, several children in the kitchen stood up: "I have met Master."

Xiaoxue and Xiaoyun, who were sitting behind the stove, both stood up and bowed to Jiang Chan. Jiang Chan smiled, stood by the stove, and talked to Xiaofeng from time to time about how to cook dishes.

Xiaofeng was just one mind and kept stir-frying in his hands, and he also remembered the dishes that Jiang Chan said to him. He was the busiest in the whole kitchen, "Master, this lion head is not bad."

"It's pretty good, the coloring is quite even. I didn't expect that I just said it once, and you figured it out. You're really amazing!"

Jiang Chan never believed in the style of Master Yan, and those who should be praised should be praised. Sure enough, after hearing Jiang Chan's affirmation, Xiao Feng's cooking movements accelerated a little.
Chapter completed!