Supreme Demonic Soldier King

Mu Qingfeng also did not really believe in Lin Feng. Although he knew that Lin Feng had probably inherited his master's legacy, but his martial arts were somewhat developed, and from the aura Lin Feng had released just now, it could be seen that he was an experienced person. The young Lin Feng was afraid that he did not have much experience in the art of medicine.

However, he could not let Lin Feng have his way either, he might as well let him see for himself.

"Then I'll check Elder Mu's pulse first."

However, the young Lin Feng was able to use a single finger to feel his pulse. It was unknown if it was because he was skilled in medicine, experienced, or because he was overconfident and arrogant.

However, Mu Qingfeng believed that Lin Feng was the former, and this could be seen from how Lin Feng used his fingers to cover it up.

Time passed minute after minute, Lin Feng's originally smooth brows began to frown, little by little, before finally forming the word "Chuan".

Mu Qingxue's heart could not help but tense up bit by bit. The more Lin Feng frowned, the more serious her grandfather's condition was.

On the other hand, after being shocked to the point that even if Lin Feng could feel his pulse with one finger, Mu Qingfeng calmed down, as if he did not care about his condition at all.

The answer would definitely be no, it was just that Mu Qingfeng knew how serious his illness was, so rather than worrying, he might as well face it calmly. He had seen through it for such a long time, so there were many things that he could not force.

Finally, Lin Feng released his hand and returned to his original seat. He picked up the cup of tea in front of him and took a sip thoughtfully.

"How is it, does grandpa have a way to cure his illness?" Without waiting for Lin Feng to speak, Mu Qingxue impatiently asked.

Although she didn't believe that Lin Feng had the ability to cure his grandfather's illness, she still held onto a trace of hope.

Lin Feng put down the teacup and sighed as he shook his head. Not too optimistic, not too optimistic at all. Even if my master were here, he would not have full confidence in being able to cure it. "

"Boom!"

Lin Feng's words were like thunder that struck Mu Qingxue's heart. Even Master Lin Feng was not completely confident, let alone Lin Feng? He definitely couldn't do it, his master couldn't find him either. Was his grandfather really hopeless?

Mu Qingxue felt a dull pain in her chest, and she couldn't help but grab Mu Qingfeng's hand.

Mu Qingfeng wanted to comfort Mu Qingxue, but he was interrupted by him.

Elder Mu's illness is a hidden wound left behind by his cultivation. All the tendons in my body have aged, and there are some side effects that have been left behind. If I want to recover, I must reactivate my tendons. Lin Feng did not continue.

"What happens if I fail? "It doesn't matter. Even if you say so, I can still hold on." When Mu Qingfeng heard that Lin Feng had an 80% confidence in winning, he immediately saw a glimmer of hope. As for the result of the failure that Lin Feng had described, he could vaguely guess one thing.

"Because I want to use acupuncture to forcefully activate my tendons, if I fail, then my tendons will be broken into pieces, and I won't have a chance to treat them." It's Elder Mu's choice whether to cure it or not. Even if you don't, you'll be able to hold on for a period of time, but in the end, you won't be able to escape your doom. " Lin Feng lowered his head and said indifferently.

Mu Qingxue also hesitated, she never thought that Lin Feng still had an eighty percent chance of success. The probability was already very high, but there was still a twenty percent chance that his grandfather would immediately be absent, something that she absolutely could not accept.

"Xiao Lin, are you sure you have an eighty percent chance?" Mu Qingfeng said in all seriousness.

"Treat!" Mu Qingfeng clenched his fists tightly and said fiercely.

Because of his own illness, the upper echelons of the Windstorm Group had already begun to waver, and were on the verge of collapsing. If he were to be unable to hold on any longer, he would have to rely on Mu Qingxue alone.

It was difficult to fight against these old geezers from the shopping mall, and he couldn't be at ease either. So now he had a chance to make a choice. Eighty percent, not a small number. Furthermore, the chances of winning were so high.

"Grandfather." Mu Qingxue looked at Mu Qingfeng with concern. In the past, she wanted her grandfather to receive treatment more than anyone else, and even when her grandfather was giving up on treatment, she still asked around for famous doctors to persuade her grandfather to treat her. But now, she was hesitating.

In the past, no matter what, there wouldn't be much of a problem to cure or not. Even if he couldn't cure his body, it would only be the same as now.

But this time, if she failed, then the person would be gone. She didn't dare to imagine what would happen if she lost her beloved grandfather.