When Ye Feng opened his eyes again, it was already night.
Opening his eyes, looking at the strange environment around him and the smell of medicine coming from time to time, Ye Feng speculated that he was probably brought back to Yaowang Gate by everyone.
He rubbed his eyes and struggled to get up.
During the period of sleep, Ye Feng's mental strength has recovered more than half.
Just then Han Qianqian walked in holding a bowl of chicken soup.
"Ye Feng, wake up! Try the chicken soup I just made for you."
After saying that, he sat down next to Ye Feng's bed, scooped up the chicken soup with a spoon, blew it gently, and fed it to Ye Feng's mouth.
She looks a bit suspicious of a good mother.
Ye Feng had never been treated like this before, not to mention that he was not very familiar with Han Qianqian, so he felt extremely embarrassed at the moment.
However, Han Qianqian did not seem to notice Ye Feng's embarrassment, and instead looked at Ye Feng seriously.
Ye Feng had no choice but to open his mouth and drink the chicken soup.
But as soon as it entered his mouth, Ye Feng felt a bitter taste in his mouth, which made it difficult to swallow.
She wanted to spit it out but was afraid of letting down Han Qianqian's kindness, so she had to swallow it with force.
"Does it taste good?" Han Qianqian looked at Ye Feng, waiting for his evaluation.
"Good, delicious, delicious."
Hearing Ye Feng's answer, Han Qianqian smiled happily. It must be said that Han Qianqian is the best of the best in terms of figure and appearance.
We didn't get along well with Han Qianqian before, and Han Qianqian always treated Ye Feng with a cold face.
Now seeing Han Qianqian's bright smile, even Ye Feng was a little stunned.
"It tastes good, then you can drink some more." He then scooped up the chicken soup and started feeding it to Ye Feng.
When Ye Feng heard this, he suddenly jumped up and down, secretly cursing himself for being arrogant.
"I'll do it myself, do it myself." Ye Feng said awkwardly, taking the chicken soup from Han Qianqian's hand.
Han Qianqian thought he was embarrassed, so she pursed her lips and smiled without moving, as if watching Ye Feng finish the drink.
"What about them?"
"Ah, yes, I forgot to tell them that you were awake." Han Qianqian slapped her forehead, turned around and walked out of the room to inform everyone.
Before leaving the house, he specifically told Ye Feng to drink it all.
Ye Feng took advantage of this moment, stood up and sat at the table, and put the chicken soup on the table.
After a while, Han Yumiao, Ghost Son Sun Hao and others were seen rushing to Ye Feng's room.
"Ye Feng, you finally woke up! Hey, there is chicken soup. Chicken soup is my favorite."
As he spoke, Han Yumiao picked up the chicken soup on the table and took a sip.
"Grandpa, I stewed that for Ye Feng!"
Upon seeing this, Han Qianqian quickly ran to Han Yumiao and tried to grab the chicken soup.
But in the next second, Han Yumiao's eyes suddenly widened, and with a pop, every drop of the chicken soup was sprayed onto Han Qianqian's face.
"Qianqian, are you trying to help Ye Feng or harm Ye Feng? You must have beaten the salt seller to death!"
Han Qianqian frowned. Just now Ye Feng said it tasted good, why did Han Yumiao say it tasted bad?
She picked up the bowl and took a big sip herself, but the next second her reaction was exactly the same as Han Yumiao's.
At this time, both the grandfather and grandson became drowned rats.
Han Qianqian scratched her head in embarrassment, "Well, this is my first time too, so I don't know how much I should put in..."
After watching the farce between the grandfather and grandson, Ye Feng felt relieved.
It can be seen that the relationship between the grandfather and grandson is now reconciled.
At this moment, Sun Hao stood up, took a step forward, and bowed deeply to Ye Feng.
"Ye Feng, you won this round!"
Sun Hao's tone was full of admiration.
"No! According to the rules, we both completed the game at the same time and treated the same number of people. This round should be considered a draw."
After what happened in the afternoon, Ye Feng also had a good impression of Sun Hao, and he said modestly at the moment.
Unexpectedly, Sun Hao looked stubborn, "Even if you win, I will never be able to perform the set of acupuncture techniques you used this afternoon. One injection has drained all my strength, not to mention that you, as the leader, still control
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"If I lose, I lose. I am convinced!"
Hearing this, Ye Feng's favorable impression of Sun Hao increased to a higher level.
Gui Lingzi was quite satisfied that Sun Hao had such a big heart and nodded.
"Ye Feng, although we lost the first two rounds, we will not take advantage of others. You can rest and recuperate here. When you are fully recovered, it will not be too late for us to continue the competition."
Ye Feng also nodded after hearing this.
Not long after, everyone left Ye Feng to let him have a good rest and left.
Ye Feng is also going to bed to have a good rest and prepare for tomorrow's game.
At this moment, I heard rapid footsteps coming from outside the door.
It turned out to be the beautiful woman from the afternoon.
After entering the house, the woman suddenly knelt down in front of Ye Feng.
"Miracle doctor! Chengcheng is sick again. Please go and have a look."
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng quickly got up and followed the beautiful woman to the room.
I saw Chengcheng rolling his eyes on the bed at this moment, curling up into a ball and twitching, foaming at the mouth.
Ye Feng examined his hand and found that the child's body temperature was a bit hot, estimated to be forty degrees.
Originally, Ye Feng wanted to wait until the game was over before treating Chengcheng, but he did not expect that Chengcheng's condition was more serious than he thought.
At that moment, without caring about his physical condition, he took out the golden needle from his arms and first pricked it at the tip of the child's ear.
I saw black and purple blood instantly leaving the child's fingertips.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng's whole body's energy circulated, and he inserted all the golden needles into the child's major points.
I saw Chengcheng, who was still twitching, calm down instantly, and after a while, he actually fell asleep with his breathing calm.
I saw that Ye Feng was not in a hurry to withdraw the needles this time, but used the golden needle as a medium to input the true energy into Chengcheng's body, constantly exploring Chengcheng's physical condition.
Suddenly, Ye Feng discovered that there was a black solid mass inside Chengcheng's body, which began to flee as soon as the true energy entered his body.
Ye Feng knew that this was the main reason for Chengcheng's illness, and the manipulator was also chasing after him with his true energy.
Seeing that the black object has no way to escape, it seems as if it has opened its spiritual intelligence and is about to get into Chengcheng's heart.
If we really let him in, I'm afraid he will die after waiting for Chengcheng.
Seeing this, Ye Feng, with quick eyesight and quick hands, took out a golden needle again and stabbed it close to Cheng Cheng's heart.
Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi were nailed to the spot just before Black Room was about to enter his body, and then he used his true energy to refine the black object.
After a while, I saw that the black object became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.
And Ye Feng was surprised to find that after refining the black object, his mental power had increased to another level.
"Don't worry, Chengcheng won't get sick again in the future."
When the beautiful woman heard that Ye Feng had cured her illness that had been bothering her for many years, she couldn't help but thank her.