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Chapter 72: Doctor Han? Let’s drink tea nearby!

"Give it all!"

"Get out quickly, Brother Feng is here!"

Ye Feng soon arrived at the second floor of the martial arts hall.

Chu Yunting was fainting on the sofa in the office, his face pale and his lips were bloodless.

The body seemed to be twitching and trembling slightly because of the recurrence of the toxicity.

The sweat of beans on the forehead was covered with sweat.

Wu Maorong, Wang Bin and others next to him were anxious.

"Master Wu, how is my master doing?"

Ye Feng asked hurriedly.

Wu Maorong comforted and said, "Xiaofeng, don't worry, Lao Chu's old injury recurses, I have asked someone to go and invite Doctor Han quickly."

"How long will it take for Doctor Han to arrive?"

Ye Feng asked with a frown.

Wu Maorong told him before that for so many years, Chu Yunting has been looking for the treatment of the miracle doctor Han.

Cut the flesh and blood every month, scrape off the flesh and blood that grows from toxins, and suture it 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 in half an hour."

"Half an hour?"

Ye Feng glanced at Chu Yunting who was unconscious and twitching on the sofa.

Immediately stepped forward, tore open the top, revealing where the knife wound was.

I saw that the wound was already black and gray, and many places around it were rotten. The blood scabs flowing out were also black, with a pungent smell...

"For more than ten years, my master has been carrying such injuries and has been with him until now?"

Ye Feng's eyes were filled with a hint of coldness.

I couldn't help but clench my fists.

When he saw the injuries on Chu Yunting's body, he understood more clearly what kind of pain and torture the other party was suffering every day.

I remember that on the day I came back, Chu Yunting brought people to find him, inquire about his well-being, and kept smiling.

Later, I stayed up all night and personally stayed in the hospital for care.

Later, I was worried about his marriage with Chu Lingshuang...

He was like a candle, burning himself constantly!

"Yes, Old Chu is a tough guy, and he has been here for so many years..."

"Then Li Zongzheng is simply vicious!"

This is not the first time Wu Maorong has seen Chu Yunting’s wound.

But every time I witnessed it with my own eyes, I couldn't help but feel angry!

"I will definitely settle the accounts with Li Zongzheng!"

"But the most urgent task is to find a way to cure the poisonous injury!"

Ye Feng said solemnly.

"Radical?"

"Xiao Feng, this is the result we all want to see, but we have helped Lao Chu over the years and found many famous doctors, but they have no way to cure it."

"Only Dr. Han helps to remove the poison every month, he can barely maintain Lao Chu's life. It's already very good."

Wu Maorong said with a sad face.

"I'll try it. I've learned some medical skills over the years."

Ye Feng said.

"Xiao Feng, this cannot be messed up..."

Wu Maorong hasn't finished speaking yet,

Ye Feng has taken out a complete set of golden needles from his sleeve, a total of thirty-two!

Since it is a toxin, then try to force it out!

Swish swish swish swish!

In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng raised his hands and fell.

Twelve thorns into Chu Yunting's body!

Wu Maorong next to him was stunned. Ye Feng used the needle very quickly, so fast that he didn't even have time to see clearly.

"this……"

Wu Maorong was silent and looked shocked.

Could it be that Ye Feng is really good at medical skills?

But Chu Yunting's poisonous injuries are not easy to treat!

I don’t know if Ye Feng is really sure.

And at this moment,

After the twelve golden needles were pierced, Chu Yunting's body quickly reacted.

I saw black blood flowing out of the wound!

The smell of blood in the air was like the stinking corpse that rotted after death.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Yunting began to twitch and spasm.

Seeing this, Ye Feng reached out to check the other person's pulse and his heart suddenly stumbled!

I hurriedly swished and swished, and directly collected six of the twelve golden needles!

"Xiao Feng, how about it?"

Wu Maorong asked in a hurry and worried manner.

"I just tried to force out the toxins from my master's body, but I found that those toxins have penetrated into his body's limbs and bones, even his internal organs for so many years, and they are connected together!"

"Purging out all the toxins will also cause great damage to these internal organs! There are even life risks!"

Ye Feng said with a serious expression.

At this time, a scolding came: "Hmph! Don't do anything wrong, you kid!"

Ye Feng looked back in the sound.

I saw an old man in his sixties and seventies walking in, wearing a long robe with a hint of clothes and a little bit like a Taoist bone fairy style.

"Doctor Han!"

"You... were you here so quickly?"

Wu Maorong hurriedly came forward.

"It's not that I came quickly, but I happened to hear someone coming to the Chu Family Martial Arts Hall to kick the house, so I came to join in the fun. As soon as I arrived, the fun had dispersed, but I happened to meet your martial arts disciple and said that the Chu Academy owner had a relapse of his old injury."

Han Yumiao explained, then looked at Ye Feng.

With a hint of anger on his face, he scolded, "What are you doing? Take away your golden needles quickly! The injury of the Lord Chu is extraordinary. If there is a slight mistake, you will have life worries! Do you want to kill him?"

"What? Life worries?!"

Wu Maorong was shocked,

He also thought before that since Ye Feng knew medical skills, it would be okay to try it.

I never thought that I would still have life worries.

He hurriedly looked at Ye Feng and said, "Xiao Feng, hurry up! Listen to Dr. Han and take the golden needle, otherwise something big will happen!!"

"Master Wu, don't panic. I know if something will happen."

Ye Feng looked calm.

Before Wu Maorong could speak, Han Yumiao beside him had already scolded: "Rareless! Where did the ignorant junior come from? I thought that after learning medical skills for a few days, I was so arrogant and arrogant!"

"Doctor Han calms down. He is Old Chu's apprentice Ye Feng. Please forgive me if you have any offense!"

Wu Maorong quickly compensated him.

At the same time, he quietly pulled Ye Feng's clothes and whispered: "Xiao Feng, Lao Chu is unconscious now, so it is the most important thing to save people. Is it good to take a step back and the vast sky?"

"Master Wu, I can tell the difference between right and wrong."

Ye Feng then looked at Han Yumiao, bowed his hand and said, "Doctor Han, I have no intention of offending you. This greeting is to thank you for healing my master every month for so many years!"

While speaking.

Ye Feng bent down and bowed in a proper manner!

"You are a little educated boy!"

Han Yumiao is not a sarcastic person,

Seeing that Ye Feng had bowed, he nodded, as if he had received this worship ceremony.

But immediately afterwards, Ye Feng stood up straight and said lightly: "But my master has suffered so many years, it's enough. If you can't completely cure it, please drink tea quietly next to you!"

Ye Feng said this.

Everyone around was stunned.

Who is Han Yumiao?

That is a very famous miracle doctor in the entire Jinzhou!

Many famous families traveled thousands of miles to Jiangcheng just to ask Han Yumiao to rescue him.

But Han Yumiao has always had a weird temper. No matter how much money he had, he would not necessarily take action.

Chu Yunting also had the opportunity to get help from Han Yumiao because he had an old friendship with Han Yumiao many years ago.

If it were someone else, it would be a good thing that would never be able to ask for.

But what about now?

Ye Feng actually asked Dr. Han to have tea next to him!


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