Seeing that Chen Feng told Shangguan Ning's condition word by word, even if Uncle Fu wanted his life, he had to admit that his medical skills were indeed very clever.
As a lady of the Shangguan family, Shangguan Ning was seriously ill, so her father naturally invited many people to treat her.
Even a famous miracle doctor, it was only after two consultations that he had completely confirmed Shangguan Ning's condition and prepared for her, the elixir that Uncle Fu just fed her.
Uncle Fu looked at Chen Feng and wondered whether to keep the person.
Such a talent for medical skills can help a lot if you can follow their young master.
"My friend is so amazing, he's just right!"
Looking at Uncle Fu's appearance, Chen Feng looked "yes" lightly. Although his nostrils were facing the sky, he said modestly: "It's just that!"
"How to cure it?"
"The cure is too troublesome and requires no small amount of spiritual medicine."
"In terms of spiritual medicine, I can rest assured that my Shangguan family will naturally be able to come out."
"It's just not. We will look for everything and bring it back!"
Uncle Fu patted his chest and promised that he could sacrifice his life for Shangguan Ning.
"Okay, since that's the case, I'll take the injection first to stabilize her condition."
"Use... silver needle?"
"That's right."
Seeing Chen Feng nodding, a hint of surprise flashed in Uncle Fu's eyes.
"Silver Needle..." Uncle Fu murmured, thinking something in his mind.
Chen Feng did not delay and took out the silver needle, and looked at Shangguan Ning's body without even looking. He brushed more than a dozen silver needles down.
As these silver needles fell, Shangguan Ning, who was originally a little pale, had a rosy complexion visible to the naked eye.
Even Uncle Fu has to admire Chen Feng, he is indeed amazing.
"Uncle Fu, this is a prescription, it's a problem." Chen Feng handed a piece of paper to Uncle Fu.
Holding this piece of paper, Uncle Fu did not delay and quickly asked someone to prepare.
"What else do you need for my friend?"
Chen Feng waved his hand and ignored Uncle Fu.
Looking at Chen Feng's concentration, Uncle Fu thought of something.
"Is that really that?" Uncle Fu had no way to confirm for the time being, but he just felt that it was a bit similar.
Uncle Fu didn't say anything else and stared at Chen Feng seriously.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Shangguan Ning's body was covered with silver needles.
Even so, Chen Feng still did not stop.
I don’t know how long it took, Chen Feng finally stopped moving, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his face turned a little pale.
"My friend, is it okay?" Uncle Fu wanted to help Chen Feng, but he hid in it.
He waved his hand to Uncle Fu, and Chen Feng took out a silver needle that was thirty or forty centimeters and poked it on Shangguan Ning's forehead.
Uncle Fu looked at this scene and his eyelids twitched wildly.
"Will anyone really die if you stab such a silver needle?"
Thinking in his heart, Uncle Fu didn't say it. He understood that Chen Feng didn't have the courage to kill people now. Moreover, he was thinking about becoming the future head of the Shangguan family.
As the last silver needle went down, Chen Feng infused his spiritual energy and gently flicked the silver needle.
A crisp dragon roar sounded, and the silver needle on Shangguan Ning's body turned into a giant dragon and wandered on her body as if it had come alive.
"This..." Uncle Fu was stunned and looked at Shangguan Ning and then at Chen Feng.