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Chapter 117 Let the bullets fly

"How about it?"

Fang Zheng asked hurriedly

Qin Feng said nothing. He released his hand and opened his lips again, observing carefully for a moment.

He turned to look at Yao Zhenzhen: "Unbutton his shirt."

Yao Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment and quickly followed the instructions.

With his chest exposed, Fang Zheng subconsciously took a breath of air.

I saw that Zhang Guosheng's chest was covered with veins, and the veins were dormant in his chest like poisonous snakes, and the branches were twisted and twisted, making people's hair stand on end.

"This is the evil Buddha invited from Southeast Asia..."

Fang Zheng couldn't help but want to speak.

“Toxic episodes of targeted drugs.”

Qin Feng pressed his chest with his palm: "He had been undergoing cancer treatment for a long time and took a large amount of foreign target drugs."

Seeing Fang Zheng's confused look, he simply explained: "To put it bluntly, the target is poisoned."

"The only difference is that general target poisoning will not show such obvious physical signs."

Qin Feng scratched the surface of the skin with one hand: "Part of it is the poison caused by the invitation of the evil Buddha. The poison is spread all over the chest and mixed with the target poison, which causes such symptoms."

"Yes, that's right, the doctor we looked for before said the same thing."

Yao Zhenzhen's pupils dilated and she looked at Qin Feng with shock in her eyes.

"Then can Brother Qin cure Lao Zhang?" Fang Zheng also became excited.

Qin Feng didn't say anything, and quickly moved his palm along his chest to the Dantian area, turned his palm into a finger, and pointed at the midline 3 inches below the navel:

"The Qimen point is where a person's Qi and life are, and where the breath of the whole body circulates and gathers."

"It is equivalent to the air valve in the human body. If you press it three inches hard, a normal person's breathing will be blocked and his face will turn purple."

"And a comatose person's breath is weak, and the same symptoms will appear if he presses down two inches."

"Press down with four fingers, the valve will close, and you will die without medical treatment."

He slowly pressed down two inches with his fingers. Zhang Guosheng's expression remained normal, and there was no abnormal alarm on the electrocardiograph.

After pressing down three inches, his face remained as usual and there was no movement.

Qin Feng frowned slightly, then his eyes sharpened, and he pointed his finger deeply.

Zhang Guosheng, who was lying quietly on the bed, felt a convulsion all over his body. A moment later, the electrocardiograph erupted with a piercing alarm sound.

"What, what's going on?"

Yao Zhenzhen's beauty turned pale, and the door behind her was knocked open with a bang. Zhang Hao walked in with a sullen face. Without saying a word, he punched Qin Feng in the back of the head.

Qin Feng was caught off guard, staggering and almost falling to the ground.

As the fingers were released, the skin that had been pressed was visibly spread out again, Zhang Guosheng's body calmed down, and the piercing alarm sound disappeared.

"Xiao Hao, what are you doing?"

Only then did Yao Zhenzhen react and grabbed Zhang Hao who stepped forward to continue beating Qin Feng: "Brother Qin is here to treat your father, how can you beat him?"

"Cure?"

"A dog is also allocated to my Zhang family to treat illnesses?"

Zhang Hao sneered again and again: "I think you want to kill my father deliberately and seize my family's property as soon as possible?"

"And I've already investigated, and this is an intern from the city center hospital."

"Some time ago, I was fired for accepting red envelopes from patients. What kind of medical skills can I know?"

"I won't let the two of them be deceived by you."

He looked at Fang Zheng again: "Old Fang, I know you have a good relationship with my father, but that doesn't mean you can interfere in my Zhang family's family affairs."

"Today is the first and last time you bring someone to my house."

"Next time if I see you two, I will be blamed for being rude."

Fang Zheng's old face sank.

"Forget it, Lao Fang."

Qin Feng breathed out: "I was rash. Mr. Zhang's condition is much more complicated than I thought."

"I locked his valve just now to stimulate his body's potential and try to revive him briefly."

"But you have all seen the result. The valve is closed and you die without medical treatment. There is nothing I can do."

Before leaving, he turned around, walked to the window, and pushed open the glass window:

"The patient's breathing is weak. Opening more windows for ventilation is beneficial to metabolism."

"But remember to close the windows at night and be careful of catching a cold."

After leaving the Zhang family villa, Qin Feng and Fang Zheng got into a Hongqi car and drove away.

"Brother Qin, this was not your style just now."

The irritation on Fang Zheng's face still lingered: "He beat you up like a bastard, and you didn't even react at all?"

How could someone who kills Mr. Chen like killing a chicken not even have this little bit of vigilance and reaction?

"Ah, I was so focused on Mr. Zhang's condition that I didn't pay attention."

Qin Feng came back to his senses: "Old Fang, do you know an electrician?"

Fangzheng was stunned: "I can find an electrician, what's wrong?"

Qin Feng nodded: "Then find a few for me. I'll use them at night."

"Okay, that's easy to say."

Fang Zheng looked at Qin Feng tentatively: "Is there really nothing we can do? Will Lao Zhang just lie in bed for the rest of his life and just accept his fate?"

"Not willing?"

Qin Feng looked at him.

"Um."

Fang Zheng nodded: "I have been friends with Lao Zhang for decades, and I don't want to just watch him end like this in this life."

Qin Feng smiled: "Then let the bullets fly for a while."


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