Co-renting Little Medical Fairy

Yang Jianyun's face changed. He hurriedly looked at Chu Jingfeng and found that Chu Jingfeng's expression remained unchanged. It seemed that he didn't hear Qin Juan's words. He was relieved. Then he hurriedly said to Qin Juan: "you know what, Mr. Chu's medical skills are highly praised by even Huang Lao!"

Qin Juan looked at Huang Bosheng suspiciously. Huang Bosheng said faintly, "Mr. Chu's medical skills are much inferior even if they are old. Just rest assured, madam."

Qin Juan changed her expression and said to Chu Jingfeng like a flatterer: "Mr. Chu, I had no eyes before and said something wrong. Please forgive me."

Chu Jingfeng nodded faintly: "look at the patient first."

"Mr. Chu is right!"

Yang Jianyun and Qin Juan hurriedly led Chu Jingfeng upstairs, and soon came to an old woman's room.

The old woman was at least over seventy, haggard, dull eyes, lifeless all over, and almost half stepped into the coffin.

Chu Jingfeng frowned when he saw the old woman.

His wrinkle made Yang Jianyun, who had been observing his expression, click in his heart and ask nervously, "Mr. Chu, my mother's disease..."

Over the years, Yang Jianyun did not know how many famous doctors he had hired, what traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and even those who jumped the God, but his mother's strange disease did not get better.

Now seeing Chu Jingfeng frown, I subconsciously think that Chu Jingfeng can't cure it, and a heart is sinking.

As soon as Huang Bosheng was about to tell Chu Jingfeng about the old woman's illness, Chu Jingfeng was the first to say, "it's not a serious illness. It's not a worry to open the window first."

Yang Jianyun and Qin Juan were surprised and happy, but they soon raised a touch of doubt. After all, they couldn't see why so many doctors were invited. As a result, Chu Jingfeng was said to be a minor illness. This is either Chu Jingfeng's real artistic excellence or a liar.

Yang Jianyun and Qin Juan are naturally a little worried that Chu Jingfeng is the latter.

Qin Juan went to open the window. Yang Jianyun carefully asked, "how sure is Mr. Chu to cure his mother?"

Chu Jingfeng didn't speak. Instead, he went to the bed, first gave the old woman a pulse, and then asked Yang Jianyun if he had a silver needle. Yang Jianyun said that he had invited traditional Chinese medicine and tried acupuncture last time, but the silver needle was left.

Soon Yang Jianyun brought the silver needle. Chu Jingfeng casually took a smaller one, and then quickly pricked the old woman's chest.

"Ah ~"

The old woman let out a scream.

"Mom!"

Yang Jianyun's face changed and rushed to the bedside with a cry.

However, Chu Jingfeng raised his hand and pressed Yang Jianyun. An invisible soft force burst out and pushed Yang Jianyun away. Chu Jingfeng said, "don't get close. Your mother is not sick, but poisoned. The poison is contagious. Yang bureau should be careful."

As soon as Yang Jianyun heard that it was poisoning, he couldn't care how Chu Jingfeng pushed him away. He couldn't help but say urgently, "how could my mother be poisoned?"

Huang Bosheng also said, "Mr. Chu, I helped the old lady number her pulse before and didn't find any toxin. How can it be poisoning?"

Chu Jingfeng said faintly, "the poison in the old lady is a colorless and tasteless neurotoxin. I think the old lady must be awake from time to time, and she has nightmares every morning?"

Yang Jianyun was shocked and completely believed Chu Jingfeng. He hurriedly said, "Mr. Chu is right. My mother's disease is indeed so, but no matter what instrument or technical inspection is used, the cause can't be found out. Unexpectedly, it was poisoning!"

He paused and immediately said, "Mr. Chu, I don't know my mother's poison..."

Chu Jingfeng pulled out the silver needle. The needle was black. He handed the silver needle to Huang Bosheng: "buried in the soil, at least five meters below."

Huang Bosheng carefully took the blackened silver needle, nodded to Chu Jingfeng, and then studied it carefully.

Chu Jingfeng asked, "don't touch the poison. I don't care if it infects me."

Huang Bosheng nodded cautiously and sincerely admired Chu Jingfeng.

Yang Jianyun couldn't wait to ask, "Mr. Chu, is the poison in my mother..."

Don't disturb Chu. You can pull out the radish with me as soon as you want to

Yang Jianyun smiled awkwardly, looked worried at the old woman who had been unconscious, and said to Chu Jingfeng, "thank you, Mr. Chu."

Then he took Qin Juan and left the room together, but Huang Bosheng didn't leave. He packed the silver needle in a plastic bag and said respectfully with hope: "Mr. Chu, can I watch while I'm watching?"

Chu Jingfeng said "well" without saying much. He skillfully spread out the silver needle and opened the old woman's quilt. Then he looked serious and dignified. One needle fell after another. The speed made Huang Bosheng dizzy.

Huang Bosheng was shocked when he looked at Chu Jingfeng's perfect acupuncture method. He really couldn't think of a young man in his early twenties who had such attainments in the way of traditional Chinese medicine!

Huang Bosheng felt that he had lived to be a dog for the rest of his life.

After this round of acupuncture, Huang Bosheng felt that Chu Jingfeng had reopened a door for himself. He never thought that acupuncture could still be like this and flow like this.

This is not like treating a disease, but more like an art, pleasing to the eye.

Half an hour later, Chu Jingfeng had received the needle. Rao was him, and a little sweat came out of his face. He felt very tired.

It seems that my cultivation is too low.

Chu Jingfeng secretly thought that when he went back today, he would step up his cultivation and come out after using up all his savings. He hoped to break through to the later stage of congenital.

"Puff ~"

Chu Jingfeng was awakened by the sound of kneeling. Looking back, he found Huang Bosheng kneeling on the ground.

"Mr. Chu, please accept me as an apprentice and teach me medical skills. The disciple will be very grateful!"

He was about to kowtow to Chu Jingfeng.

Chu Jingfeng was startled, and his body dodged Huang Bosheng's head. What international joke are you kidding? You are over 60 years old, and you worship me as a young teacher?

Chu Jingfeng felt funny and hurriedly said, "old Huang, this can't be used. Your medical skills are good enough. I can't teach you."

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, and Yang Jianyun's voice sounded: "Mr. Chu, what happened inside?"

Chu Jingfeng quickly asked Huang Bosheng to get up. Huang Bosheng also knew that this was not the time, so he had to get up, but he was very disappointed.

"Yang Bureau, come in." Chu Jingfeng spoke faintly.

Yang Jianyun and his wife pushed the door in, but they were followed by a young man. When the young man saw Chu Jingfeng, his face changed: "it's you!"

Then he roared angrily, "what are you doing in our house? You're not welcome here. Get out!"