Countryside Magic Doctor

"Really so fast?" the child's parents said in surprise.

Then he hurriedly ran in, looked at his child's two legs, and then touched them. He found that the temperature had appeared on them and became soft.

In an instant, they cried excitedly. He Feng listened to a burst of shaking his head. He hated the noise and annoyance of others' crying!

Do you have to cry because you can't vent your emotions?

But after seeing the excited parents, he didn't say much, but sighed a few times.

After wiping off the water on his hands with the dry towel handed over by Liu Xiaodong, he Feng threw the white towel on the misty son, and then asked loudly.

"Old man, what are you doing here? I don't know. I'm flustered in the clinic. What's the matter?"

Misty son seemed to turn a deaf ear to his words and stared at the small half bucket of blood on the ground.

He Feng suddenly realized that what could attract misty son was certainly not something inconspicuous. The blood in front of him must be of great use to him, perhaps just like the blood last time.

"Well, let's go outside and talk about what the old man has to say. OK, don't disturb the reunion of patients' families?" He Feng said after laughing.

Then he took piaomizi to the outside. After walking outside the treatment room, he Feng directly opened one side of the chair, then sat down, and finally played with the tea cup in front of him and asked piaomizi.

"The old man is honest. What's the use of that classmate?"

Misty son looked puzzled, pretended not to know and said, "what can there be? Isn't it a bucket of blood? What's the use of that kind of blood that stinks and is all necrotic?"

"Ha ha." He Feng smiled but didn't say anything. The teacup in his hand fell to the ground and broke into several halves. He Dongmei heard the sound of fragmentation.

She hurried out and saw a pile of glass fragments on the ground. She couldn't help wondering. Then she asked he Feng, "master, what's the matter?"

He Feng waved his hand and said, "it's all right. Go and help you."

He Dongmei glanced at the fragments on the ground and said to He Feng, "don't worry, master, I'll clean these fragments before I go out."

After that, he went outside, picked up the broom outside and started cleaning. Before long, the glass fragments on the ground were cleaned, and the misty son was completely unable to breathe.

He Feng just kept staring at him with a kind of forced eyes, as if a police uncle was staring at a thief. It made people feel great pressure in their heart, and ordinary people really couldn't bear it.

I only heard misty son pour beans in a bamboo tube and say, "it's the same thing. These blood are almost the same as last time, but the effect is much weaker than last time."

"Oh, really?" He Feng frowned and asked.

"Indeed, as like as two peas, the environment of the two blood cells is exactly the same. They are all in extremely cold conditions, blood necrosis, and the last time is the blood in the bone marrow. Compared to the precious ones, it is not a half and half, and this time is just the congestion in the common blood vessels," explained the ethereal son.

"What's the use of that? The last time it was frozen directly, why is it still like this time? He Feng asked with some doubts.

"The two times are different. The old man's is produced by the cold for many years. The cold has penetrated into his interior and grows slowly. This time, it is similar to the birth of violence. It is frozen and necrotic all at once, so it is inevitable that the quality is much worse." piaomiko continued and worked hard to explain to Chao He Feng.

"I see!" He Feng nodded slightly.

But immediately the corners of my mouth changed, sketched a sneer and said, "but this time I don't intend to give it to you. The last time you got higher purity and the strength has been improved so fast. What's the use of giving you now? It's the last promotion. You haven't consolidated it yet."

"This is not for me." misty son shook his head and said.

He Feng was puzzled and asked, "it's not for you, but for whom. Are you still with other practitioners?"

"Isn't it your sister?" misty son said helplessly.

He Feng suddenly remembered that his sister was now a registered disciple of piaomizi. Although she didn't have the title of master and apprentice, she had this fact.

Since she told her sister last time, he Lingling went to find piaomizi to practice again and again, mainly to get some guidance from him.

After all, although he Feng is also a cultivator, he Feng is still much worse than piaomizi, a cultivator of the same skill.

Every line is like a mountain!

This truth is not only reflected in various industries, but also in cultivation.

"It's for Lingling. Can she use it? And why do I think it's a little unreliable?" He Feng said with a frown. The blood stinks. Dare you use it?

"I don't know if I dare to use it, but it's useful to specify it!" piaomizi said quite definitely.

"OK, OK, I don't care. Take it away!" He Feng waved his hand and said. In fact, it's useless for him to want it. Yunzhu said last time that he had to use it by an exclusive cultivator.

Before long, misty son took the bucket and some dirty blood away. He Feng knew that the old man should have some purification methods for them to deal with.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't use such blood!

At this time, the door of the treatment room was opened, but the middle-aged couple had a happy face and emotion for the rest of their lives, and then said gratefully to He Feng: "thank you, thank you, doctor. If it weren't for you, our child's leg would really be over."

He Feng did wave his hand, taking credit without pride, which is a good moral character.

He smiled and said, "it's my duty as a doctor!"

Then he began to laugh without saying anything, joking. Talking about money is not too common. How can he open his mouth and shut his mouth is money? They have to take the initiative to mention it.

Middle aged couples see this. Speechless, but both of them are in business. They see more people on weekdays. Naturally, they are also a kind of human spirit. Although they are not good at taking care of children, they are an old fox.

Seeing he Feng's appearance, Cao Bin's father immediately realized it. Then his fingers quickly took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to He Feng, laughing and saying.

"Dr. he, you have worked hard here. This is your medical fee. Please don't refuse. This is what we should pay."