Starting from eleven o'clock in the morning until about one o'clock in the afternoon, it took Xiao Feng more than two hours to take back the silver needle.
"Okay, the treatment is complete."
He took a deep breath and sat down on the chair.
Sweat was still covering his forehead, and this spiritual energy was consumed a lot, causing his face to look a little pale.
"Brother Feng, take a rest."
Like a caring little daughter-in-law, Bing Ling wiped his sweat, handed him water, and rubbed his temples.
"fine!"
"Dean Huo, please wait two hours."
Xiao Feng said softly.
Huo Shushen nodded slightly, looked at each other with the other doctors, and communicated with their eyes.
Isn't this treatment too fast? He was alone throughout the whole process, without even an assistant around him.
If the transplantation is done using Western medicine methods, at least four or five people will be needed to complete the transplantation, and the treatment time will be more than six hours.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, the sleepy Luo Lingzi slowly opened her eyes.
"Ah! Dean, she's awake."
a nurse shouted.
Several people hurried forward to check, but the result surprised them and almost screamed.
Luo Lingzi's left eye can already see, and it is perfectly integrated. There is no difference at all, as if a new eyeball has grown.
"Oh! This is really a miracle doctor!"
"I have also come into contact with several Chinese masters of traditional Chinese medicine."
"But when it comes to this level of Chinese medicine, Dr. Xiao is definitely second to none."
Huo Shushen gave a thumbs up and said in admiration.
"Dean Huo is serious!"
"I am just a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. I hope that our Chinese quintessence can be carried forward in world medicine."
"This is also my responsibility as a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and it is also my mission."
Xiao Feng's words made people's blood boil with passion.
"Well said!"
"Although I am a Western medicine doctor, I also hope that Chinese medicine can lead global medicine."
Huo Shushen said seriously.
Everyone has a sense of national honor because Chinese medicine represents China.
If Chinese medicine can leave a strong mark in the history of world medicine, they will also get glory in their faces.
"Traditional Chinese medicine has been passed down for thousands of years, but now it is in decline."
"This is the foundation of China. If Chinese medicine really disappears one day."
"This is not only a loss for China, but also a loss for all mankind."
Xiao Feng had a stern look on his face.
He has been coming to Tianjin for a while, but all the famous hospitals are Western medicine.
On the contrary, traditional Chinese medicine can only survive in the corners. Even Jinmen Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital mostly uses Western medicine treatment methods, and only a small part uses traditional Chinese medicine techniques and acupuncture.
Although there are many traditional Chinese medicine clinics in Tianjin, large and small, there are only a few that can really provide medical treatment.
The vast majority of the remaining TCM clinics are just in name only, and they can only treat minor illnesses and disasters.
One is that the level of Chinese medicine is uneven, and the other is that Chinese medicine doctors undermine each other and slander each other. Everyone looks down on each other and no one is convinced by anyone.
The Traditional Chinese Medicine Association is also forming cliques. It was already on the verge of being marginalized. Now it cannot be unified into one, and the road can only become narrower and narrower.
"Yes! What Dr. Xiao said is absolutely true."
"I used to think that Chinese medicine could not keep up with the times and was old and decadent, but these two times I have learned a lot."
“Chinese traditional Chinese medicine is indeed profound and profound.”
"If you need any help from me in the future, just ask."
Huo Shushen spoke righteously.
"With Dean Huo's words, I feel relieved."
Xiao Feng cupped his hands and smiled.
Mad Dog's injuries were healed, and around five o'clock in the evening, Xiao Feng and the others returned to the martial arts hall.
'Poof!'
As soon as he entered the hall, Luo Lingzi suddenly knelt in front of him.
"Master, thank you for healing my eyes."
"I, Luo Lingzi, have never admired anyone, but I sincerely admire you. From now on, you will depend on my performance."
Xiao Feng helped her up and patted her arm.
"I believe in you and you won't let me down."
A small act of kindness is enough to make someone heartbroken.
By following Xiao Feng, Luo Lingzi not only gets money, but also improves her status in the Martial Alliance. Everyone knows what to choose.
After sending Luo Lingzi away, Xiao Feng called Bing Ling to his side.
"Xiao Bing, I'll give you a gift."
"A gift? What is it?"
Bing Ling was stunned for a moment.
Like a magic trick, Xiao Feng took out a sword from behind and handed it to her.
"Your sword is broken, so I give you this Phoenix Sword."
This was exactly the Phoenix Sword forged by Master Fenghuo that he found in the secret room of the martial arts school.
"For me?"
Bing Ling's eyes were full of surprise and he took the sword.
‘Crack!’
The sword was unsheathed, and cold light shone in all directions.
"Wow! What an exquisite sword, top quality."
Bing Ling was stunned, especially the phoenix carved on the sword, which was so lifelike.
"Like it?"
Xiao Feng asked with a smile.
"I like it, I like it so much!"
"Brother Feng, thank you, boo!"
Excited, Bing Ling kissed him hard on the face.
But in the next second, the two of them were stunned at the same time. They looked at each other and the atmosphere changed a bit.
"I'm sorry, Brother Feng, I didn't mean it."
"Um...I'm leaving first, goodbye."
Bing Ling's face turned red, she raised her feet and walked forward.
"Hey! That's the toilet over there."
"ah?"
Bing Ling was stunned, lowered her head, turned around and ran out quickly.
"Hey! This girl..."
Xiao Feng shook his head and smiled, then touched his face and could still smell a faint fragrance.
After making arrangements for the martial arts school, Xiao Feng was about to go to the seventh door of the Ye family when Lily Han's phone call suddenly came in.
"Brother Feng, where are you?"
"What's wrong? Miss me?"
Xiao Feng teased with a smile.
"Well! I haven't seen you for half a month, and I really miss you."
"What have you been busy with recently? You can't even see anyone?"
"You're not busy having a private meeting with Mr. Cheng, are you? I heard from my sister that if you two live under the same roof, wouldn't you be bored every day?"
The first sentence was fine, but the second two sentences immediately changed.
"Don't talk nonsense, why are you like your sister?"
"There are too many things going on in the martial arts alliance recently. I also opened a martial arts gym, so I am very busy."
Xiao Feng complained.
"Really? You also opened a martial arts gym?"
"Then you have to pay attention to rest and don't let yourself get too tired."
Lily Han expressed concern.
"Yeah. I know."
"Lily, do you have something to do with me?"
Xiao Feng noticed it.
"Brother Feng, are you free tonight?"
Lily Han asked.
"Come on, tell me what you have to say."
Xiao Feng was annoyed.
"Oops! My sister didn't let me tell you."
"The boss came and said he wanted to see you, but my sister stopped him."
"Right now, our whole family is at Caesar's Palace, having dinner with the head master. I sneaked out to call you."
Lily Han whispered.
"The boss?"
Xiao Feng frowned. He knew without thinking that it must be because of Han Guang being beaten.
This might be a case of questioning, and Han Qianhui was caught in the middle, so she could only try her best to deal with it.