City of Invincible War Gods

Old Zhang squatted beside the old man and just wanted to probe his hand, Li Rufeng's faint voice sounded: "I don't like to have someone intervene when I see a doctor."

His voice has three cold, three proud, and some irresistible majesty!

Mr. Zhang, who is in his sixties, is also a very important figure in Xiushui Hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. Although he is the private doctor of old Fang and serves people, he has great respect for him, and the younger generation of Fang family is also very respectful to him.

Moreover, he has been engaged in the cause of traditional Chinese medicine for decades. There are so many people in Xiushui who know him. No matter where he goes, he is respected.

Never had a young man dared to treat him in such an attitude!

He's never been booed like that!

As an old man in the upper class, old Zhang can't help being angry. He just wanted to get angry when he suddenly saw the action of Li Rufeng's hand.

The young man pricked a silver needle into several acupoints on the old man's chest. Each one was easy to see and test. In fact, the depth and strength were completely different. It seems that the young man must feel that this man is making a random stab.

For example, the two young paramedics who accompanied him before looked at him in a daze and kept praying in their hearts. This young man must not prick old Fang's body, he must be rescued.

Amateurs can't even count the excitement, but those who really know it can see it at a glance.

Old Zhang looked at Li Rufeng's movements, and his disdainful look in his eyes gradually became confused. Then he was surprised and couldn't believe it. Finally, his eyes all lit up!

Although Li Fang looks back, he is still worried about his identity, but he is not so excited about his body.

Li Rufeng is only concentrating on rescuing the old man in Tang costume on the ground, and he doesn't find the change of expression on old Zhang's face.

When the last silver needle pierced into the old man's chest, Li Rufeng pressed it with two fingers on his chest, ran it gently, and drew a Tai Chi pattern randomly among the silver needles.

At the end, two fingers gently touched the middle of the Tai Chi pattern, which is the location of the old man's heart!

Old Zhang's eyes, after Li Rufeng's finger finally fell down, burst out the essence like radio in an instant!

"What kind of needling is this? What a surprise Old Zhang couldn't help sighing.

He didn't know what needlework Li Rufeng used.

With the exclamation of old Zhang, the comatose old man in Tang Dynasty suddenly turned up. His mouth was open, and a mouthful of black blood, accompanied by thick sputum, seemed to be equipped with a high-pressure pump, and it was sprayed out!

Coincidentally, the eldest young master Tang Hai did not stop Li Rufeng after seeing old Zhang's arrival. His anger was even greater.

In fact, the boy's brain is a monocyte, which may be half a walnut.

He doesn't want to think about it. Why does old Zhang need people? Li Rufeng was not stopped by others, which naturally had his reason.

Brain is a good thing. Unfortunately, master Tang Hai doesn't have it!

He was furious, did not know from the roadside which haystack picked up a brick, quietly close to Li Rufeng, and then, toward the back of Li Rufeng's head, mercilessly smashed down!

Just when the brick in his hand was about to hit Li Rufeng's back head, he suddenly felt a flower in front of him. The back of Li Rufeng's head disappeared, and the figure also disappeared. What came into his eyes was the spray from his grandfather's mouth!

Roaring and shooting at master Tang Hai's face!

Poof!!!

A strange voice sounded, everyone looked at it and heard it clearly.

The black blood from Fang's mouth, mixed with countless thick phlegm and other viscous substances, completely sprayed on master Tang Hai's face!

What's more, the hapless man opened his mouth and cried out because of his nervousness and fear.

This is better, a large number of thick phlegm directly into the mouth of young master Tang Hai.

"Ah Well... "

Master Tang Hai uttered a cry of terror, which stopped suddenly as if he had swallowed something and stopped his voice.

"Ouch Ah... "

Xiao Rongrong next to see really cut, the old man spit out the thick phlegm unexpectedly by Tang Hai young master swallow!

Xiao Rongrong couldn't help but cover her mouth and almost vomited out!

Like her, several people nearby also cover the mouth in a hurry and turn around.

How disgusting!

Li Rufeng frowned and cracked his mouth with a bad smile. He looked at master Tang Hai happily. This guy is stupid enough. Can't he escape?

Slow reaction!

It seems that these young masters in the city are used to it, or they have already been hollowed out by wine and lust, and their health is too poor!

"Ah Horizontal trough

Master Tang Hai's scream of killing a pig finally rang out!

He stepped back two steps, covered his face, quickly wiped the black blood and sputum on his face, and then bent down to buckle his throat with his fingers."Ah..."

The poor master Tang Hai vomited violently, and all the people around him looked sideways. Xiao Rongrong had been hiding far away.

This young master is so disgusting, but the kind-hearted Xiao Rongrong has a little sympathy for him. He eats so much phlegm. Oh It's disgusting to think about it!

Xiao Rongrong quickly expels the idea in the mind, dare not to pity master Tang Hai.

Master Tang Hai kept vomiting on one side, which made everyone feel sick. However, everyone's attention soon shifted from him to the old man in Tang costume.

After the old man ejected so many filthy things, his face, which had already turned purple before, was gradually getting ruddy at the moment. In the blink of an eye, he became bloody.

"Mr. Fang?" Old Zhang called out in doubt.

"Lao Zhang, it's you. What's wrong with me? Xiaohai What's wrong with Xiaohai The old man in Tang costume was held by the servants and sat on the ground. His face was full of fatigue and doubt. He looked around and asked in a strange way.

"You suddenly fainted, Xiao Hai He Well, by the way, Mr. Fang, how did you faint? " Old Zhang took a look at Tang Hai, who was still vomiting not far away. His face was also full of pity.

The old man froze for a moment, frowned and recalled for a moment. He happened to see Li Rufeng beside him and said, "I remember. I was talking to this young man, but suddenly I didn't mention it. It seems that I don't know anything."

"That's right." Mr. Zhang answered.

"Thanks to you, Lao Zhang. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll leave my life here today." Fang looked at old Zhang with relief and gratitude.

Mr. Zhang was embarrassed, but he said calmly, "Mr. Fang, in fact It was the young man who saved you. I didn't intervene. "

Hearing his words, Fang looked surprised and looked at Li Rufeng. His eyes were full of surprise: "young man, did you save me?"

"Well, old man, in fact, you suddenly fainted, and it's up to me. I can't help you. You don't have to thank me." Li Rufeng said lightly.

"Thank you?! I thank you for the eighteen generations of your ancestors

As soon as Li Rufeng's words fell, it was not far away that master Tang Hai sent out a thunderous roar. He had stopped vomiting, but his face was still black and yellow.

Black is black blood, yellow is not to erase the thick sputum, people look at nausea.

Master Tang Hai roared and scolded, like a madman, and rushed to Li Rufeng!