Ye Feng quickly arrived at the second floor of the martial arts hall.
I saw Chu Yunting fainted on the sofa in the office, his face pale and his lips bloodless.
His body seemed to be trembling slightly due to the relapse of the poison.
There was a big drop of sweat on his forehead.
Wu Maorong, Wang Bin and others next to them were looking anxious.
"Master Wu, how is my master?"
Ye Feng asked hurriedly.
Wu Maorong comforted him and said, "Xiao Feng, don't worry, Lao Chu is suffering from a recurrence of an old injury. I've already sent people to see Dr. Han as soon as possible."
"How long will it take for Miracle Doctor Han to arrive?"
Ye Feng frowned and asked.
Wu Maorong told him before that Chu Yunting has been looking for the Korean miracle doctor for treatment for so many years.
Every month, the flesh and blood are cut open, the flesh and blood where toxins breed is scraped off, and the flesh and blood are sutured again...
This unbearable pain lasted for more than ten years!
Wu Maorong said: "This shouldn't take long. As long as Dr. Han is at home, he can arrive within half an hour."
"Half an hour?"
Ye Feng glanced at Chu Yunting, who was unconscious and convulsing on the sofa.
He immediately stepped forward and tore open his shirt to reveal the location of the stab wound.
I saw that the wound was already black and gray, and many areas around it were rotten. The blood scab flowing out of it was also dark, with a slightly pungent smell...
"Did my master carry this kind of injury for more than ten years and still hold on until now?"
There was a hint of coldness in Ye Feng's eyes.
His fists couldn't help but clenched.
When he saw the injuries on Chu Yunting's body, he understood even more how much pain and suffering Chu Yunting endured every day.
I remember that the day he first came back, Chu Yunting brought people to see him, asking for help, and kept smiling.
Later, he stayed up all night and stayed at the hospital to take care of himself.
Later, she worried about his marriage to Chu Lingshuang...
He is like a candle, constantly burning himself!
"Yes, Lao Chu is a tough guy. He has managed to survive for so many years..."
"That Li Zongzheng is simply vicious!"
This was not the first time Wu Maorong saw Chu Yunting's wounds.
But every time I see it with my own eyes, I can’t help but feel angry in my heart!
"I will definitely settle this account with Li Zongzheng!"
"But the most urgent task is to find a way to cure the poisonous injury!"
Ye Feng said solemnly.
"A cure?"
"Xiao Feng, this is the result we all want to see, but we have helped Lao Chu for so many years and found many famous doctors, but there is no way to cure it."
"Only with the help of Divine Doctor Han to remove the poison every month, I can barely maintain Lao Chu's life, which is pretty good."
Wu Maorong said with a sad look on his face.
"I'll give it a try. I've also learned some medical skills over the years."
Ye Feng said.
"Xiao Feng, this can't be messed up..."
Wu Maorong hasn’t finished speaking yet,
Ye Feng has taken out a set of golden needles from his sleeve, a total of thirty-two!
Since it is a toxin, then find a way to force it out!
Swish swish swish~!
In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng's hands were up and down.
Twelve thorns pierced Chu Yunting’s body!
Wu Maorong next to him was stunned for a moment. Ye Feng was applying the needle so fast that he didn't even have time to see it clearly.
"this……"
Wu Maorong was speechless, with a look of shock on his face.
Could Ye Feng really have medical skills?
But Chu Yunting’s poisonous injury is not easy to treat!
I don’t know if Ye Feng is really sure.
And at this moment,
After the twelve golden needles were inserted, Chu Yunting's body responded quickly.
I saw black blood pouring out of the wound!
The air was overflowing with the putrid smell brought about by blood, just like the smell of a rotting corpse after death.
Immediately afterwards, Chu Yunting began to twitch violently.
Seeing this, Ye Feng stretched out his hand to check the opponent's pulse, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat!
In a hurry, he collected six of the twelve golden needles!
"Xiao Feng, how are you?"
Wu Maorong asked anxiously and worriedly.
"I just tried to force the toxins out of my master's body, but I found that those toxins have penetrated deeply into his body, limbs, and even internal organs over the years!"
"Forcing all the toxins out will cause great damage to these internal organs! It may even be life-threatening!"
Ye Feng said with a solemn expression.
At this time, there was a scolding: "Humph! You kid, don't do this nonsense!"
Ye Feng looked back following the voice.
I saw an old man who looked to be sixty or seventy years old walking in. He was dressed in linen robes and looked a bit like a Taoist fairy.
"Miracle Doctor Han!"
"You...you came so quickly?"
Wu Maorong hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
"It's not that I came quickly, it just happened that I heard that someone was playing in the Chu Family Martial Arts Hall, so I came over to join in the fun. But as soon as I arrived, the fun had dispersed, and I happened to meet a disciple of your martial arts hall, saying that the master of Chu's old injury had relapsed.
.”
Han Yumiao explained, then looked at Ye Feng.
With a trace of anger on his face, he reprimanded: "What are you doing? Get these golden needles out of you quickly! Master Chu's injuries are extraordinary. If there is anything wrong, your life will be in danger! You want to kill him
!"
"What? Worry for your life?!"
Wu Maorong was suddenly shocked,
He had previously thought that since Ye Feng knew medical skills, there was no harm in giving it a try.
I never expected that my life would be in danger.
He hurriedly looked at Ye Feng and said: "Xiao Feng, hurry up! Listen to the words of Dr. Han and take out the golden needle, otherwise something big will happen!!"
"Master Wu, don't panic. I know whether something will happen."
Ye Feng looked calm.
Before Wu Maorong could speak, Han Yumiao, who was standing next to him, had already scolded him: "How presumptuous! Where does this ignorant young man come from, thinking he has learned medical skills for a few days and is so arrogant!"
"Doctor Han, please calm down. He is Ye Feng, Lao Chu's apprentice. Please forgive me for any offense you may have caused!"
Wu Maorong quickly apologized.
At the same time, he quietly pulled the corner of Ye Feng's clothes and said in a low voice: "Xiao Feng, now that Lao Chu is unconscious, saving people is the most important thing. Can you take a step back to open up the world?"
"Master Wu, I can distinguish right from wrong."
Ye Feng then looked at Han Yumiao, cupped his hands and said, "Miracle Doctor Han, I don't mean to offend you. This bow is to thank you for healing my master every month for so many years!"
While talking.
Ye Feng bent down and bowed politely!
"You're a pretty well-educated kid!"
Han Yumiao is not a mean person either.
Seeing that Ye Feng was already bowing, he nodded and accepted this salute.
But immediately after, Ye Feng stood up straight and said calmly: "But my master has suffered enough for so many years. If you can't cure it completely, then please drink tea quietly next to you!"
As soon as Ye Feng said this.
Everyone around was stunned.
Who is Han Yumiao?
That is a miracle doctor who is extremely famous in the entire Jinzhou!
Many prominent families traveled thousands of miles to come to Jiangcheng just to beg Han Yumiao for help.
But Han Yumiao has always had a weird temper, and no matter how much money he has, he may not be willing to take action.
Chu Yunting also had the opportunity to get help from Han Yumiao because of his old friendship with Han Yumiao many years ago.
If it were anyone else, that would be a good thing that you can't even ask for.
But now?
Ye Feng actually asked Dr. Han to drink tea next to him!