Supreme Wild Immortal

"No, I want to talk to you more."

Upon hearing this, Qian Youyou immediately became anxious.

Although she knew her condition couldn't be delayed, she didn't want to give up this precious opportunity to spend time with Chen Feng; it was such a rare chance.

Swah——

Chen Feng didn't care about anything else and directly inserted a needle into Qian Youyou's sleeping acupoint.

But then she tilted her head to the side and fell into a deep sleep in the blink of an eye.

"Take off all her clothes first, then I'll give her acupuncture," Chen Feng said while regulating his breathing.

Actually, he already felt a bit weak towards the end of the last acupuncture treatment, so this time, he must adjust his condition well and make sure he doesn't mess things up.

"Okay, okay!"

Lin Wan'er quickly stepped forward and swiftly removed Qian Youyou's clothes.

But then, an unbelievably perfect ketone body suddenly appeared before them.

Her skin was as delicate as snow, and her legs were straight and long.

She has a large bust and a slender waist.

She looked just like Sleeping Beauty from a fairy tale, lying quietly on the hospital bed.

"Ahem!"

Lin Wan'er coughed twice, interrupting Chen Feng's daydreaming.

Chen Feng quickly calmed himself down and, while inserting acupuncture needles into Qian Youyou's body, continuously channeled the spiritual energy from his dantian into her body.

Swish swish!

After dozens of needles were inserted, Qian Youyou's body temperature began to rise.

But her face was flushed and her forehead was sweating. The cold poison that had been lurking in her body was melting away as quickly as ice and snow.

"This kind of innate, extremely yin constitution is the most torturous, and ordinary people simply cannot bear the icy pain within it."

"Qian Youyou just turned eighteen today, which is the peak period of her cold poison outbreak."

"If I hadn't helped her dispel the cold energy in her body, she probably would have been frozen into an ice sculpture by the cold poison last time."

Chen Feng carefully explained to Lin Wan'er beside him.

This was partly to explain the principles and severity of the illness, and partly for on-site teaching to help Lin Wan'er quickly improve her medical skills.

As a cultivator with the potential for immortality, Chen Feng could not possibly waste all his time and energy on healing and saving lives.

Therefore, he needs a successor who can take action on his behalf.

And that person was Lin Wan'er.

"Yes, I understand."

Lin Wan'er watched Chen Feng perform acupuncture with a serious expression, silently learning in her heart.

More than half an hour later.

The chill emanating from Qian Youyou gradually subsided, and she regained consciousness.

She looked completely relaxed, as if she had just taken a hot spring bath, and kept saying, "Chen Feng, I feel so relaxed!"

"This treatment was even more comfortable than the last one!"

"I have already cleared more than half of the cold toxins from your body. After two more acupuncture treatments, your body will be fully recovered."

As Chen Feng spoke, he glanced back at Lin Wan'er and said, "Please remove all the silver needles from her body, and then put her clothes back on!"

"Yes, I know."

Lin Wan'er quickly stepped forward and began to help Qian Youyou put on her clothes.

After a while.

Qian Youyou's body finally regained its vitality, and she sat up straight and quickly jumped off the hospital bed.

"So comfortable, so comfortable!"

"I feel like I've become a completely different person after you gave me acupuncture."

Qian Youyou said happily as she moved her hands and feet.

"Of course, I'm using spiritual energy to heal you, which is definitely more effective than modern scientific instruments."

Chen Feng thought to himself, then stood up and said, "Alright, let's go out first. I'll come back next weekend to treat your illness with acupuncture."

"good!"

Qian Youyou nodded repeatedly as she listened.

The three then filed out of the luxurious medical room.

"Youyou, how are you feeling? Are you feeling any better?" Mrs. Qian, standing outside the medical room, asked with concern.

"Mom, I'm much better."

"Thanks to Chen Feng for treating my illness, we must thank him properly!"

Qian Youyou stepped forward and hugged Madam Qian's arm, saying in a coquettish tone.

"Okay, okay, that's good!"

Standing beside the two, Qian Zhenlin looked at Chen Feng with gratitude on his face and repeatedly said:

"Little miracle doctor, thanks to you for saving my daughter's life, I don't know how to repay you. Is there anything you want? If I have it, I'll give you anything!"

"this……"

Chen Feng hesitated for a moment, then suddenly remembered the medicinal herbs he needed for alchemy and quickly said, "Patriarch Qian, there are some things here that are actually hard to find. If you could help me find them, that would be great."

"What is it? Tell me quickly, little miracle doctor!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Zhenlin's face lit up with joy.

As the current head of the most prestigious family in Yuncheng, he was not afraid of Chen Feng making demands; rather, he was afraid that Chen Feng would make no demands at all.

Because interpersonal relationships are built through mutual help.

As a powerful and wealthy patriarch, he had everything, but he was afraid that even with money in his hands, he would lose his life.

Therefore, befriending a highly skilled young doctor was an essential necessity for him.

"Yes, the medicinal herbs I need need to be aged, such as 100-year-old ginseng, 100-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, 100-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, etc."

"I need any medicinal herb that is old enough."

Chen Feng spoke without any politeness, a hint of anticipation creeping into his heart.

Compared to the medicinal herbs that Lin Wan'er and I collected from various sources, it was definitely no match for the Qian family, a wealthy and powerful household.

If the other party can provide some century-old medicinal herbs, then he can start refining pills as soon as he gets back.

"I do have some century-old medicinal herbs here."

"Steward Zhou, go to the warehouse now and bring me all the century-old medicinal herbs. I want to give them to the little miracle doctor!"

With a smile on his face, Qian Zhenlin gave the order without hesitation.

Standing behind the crowd, Steward Zhou quickly apologized and hurried to the warehouse.

A moment later, seven portions of century-old medicinal herbs were placed on the guest table in front of Chen Feng.

"Little miracle doctor, are the age and quantity of these medicinal herbs enough?"

Qian Zhenlin said with a smug look on his face.

These medicinal herbs were accumulated over many years, with the aim of using their rare components to extend his life by a few more years.

He's clearly going all out to befriend Chen Feng.

After all, having medicinal herbs on hand but not knowing how to use them would be a waste, so it's better to do Chen Feng a favor and give them to him directly.

"That's enough! These medicinal herbs are enough for me to refine a batch of high-quality Strengthening and Nourishing Pills!"

Feeling the abundant medicinal power emanating from the herbs, Chen Feng couldn't help but show a very bright smile.

Once he gets home, he can begin refining the elixir.

These elixirs can not only be used to cure diseases and save lives, but they are also of great help to his cultivation progress.