Sister, you miss me

Xiong Lie asked cautiously, "Brother Yang Feng, is there a cure for this disease?"

Yang Feng shook his head: "This disease varies from person to person. It's hard to say, but you can try it."

Xiong Lie, who was already a little desperate, heard this, and hope suddenly emerged, and his eyes also glowed.

"Can you really cure it?"

Yang Feng raised a finger: "First, I just try, I dare not cure it; second, the process is more complicated and long, and the medicinal materials used are more..."

"Understood." Xiong Lie opened the door, turned out two wads of money and put them in Yang Feng's hand, and said, "Brother, this is 20,000 yuan. You take it first. You can spend it if you need it. Don't save it."

Yang Feng frowned: "My sister's contract?"

"As long as you can heal me, the contract will be treated as no more. Moreover, you will be my brother in the future."

"Don't." Yang Feng waved his hand."My dad won't let me interact with people like you."

Xiong Lie looked embarrassed: What are people like us?How many people are proud to meet me, Xiong Lie!If it wasn't for Lao Tzu...Forget it, when you cure Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will settle the ledger with you.

The two dogs on one side saw Xiong Lie's appearance and knew that it would be impossible to deal with Yang Feng today. He rolled his eyes, whispered a few words to Xiong Lie, and left.Before leaving, he gave Yang Feng a meaningful look.

...

Wang Fenglin took a road map hand-painted by He Lingxin and found the Zhantian Clinic easily by searching for it.

Standing across the road, Wang Fenglin found that the clinic was overcrowded, with old men and old ladies.

It seemed that Yang Feng really had a family history, and Wang Fenglin believed a little bit preconceived.

Stepping forward and pushing open the glass door, he saw a white coat giving someone a pulse. It should be Yang Feng's father.

Wang Fenglin pretended to be a doctor, and chatted with the patient casually.

Not long after, the sharp-eyed Grandma Wang suddenly recognized Wang Fenglin.

Grandma Wang said excitedly: "Look, everyone, it's an expert Wang from the county hospital."

For a moment, everyone's eyes were cast, Wang Fenglin was a little embarrassed, and waved to the old men and old ladies: "Hello everyone."

"Expert Wang, what are you doing here?" Grandma Wang asked unwillingly.

Wang Fenglin glanced at Yang Zhantian, and Yang Zhantian also looked over curiously.

Wang Fenglin nodded towards Yang Zhantian: "Oh, I'll come over and chat with Doctor Yang."

Yang Zhantian was a little messy at the time. Wang Fenglin is a well-known doctor who is a serious doctor. The two should have never known each other. What can he talk to me?

However, the speaker didn't want to listen to it intentionally. After Wang Fenglin's words were heard by Grandma Wang and others, they immediately understood it in one way or another.

"Huh? Expert Wang personally came to discuss medical problems with Zhan Tian. It seems that Zhan Tian is really a genius doctor."

"Doctor Yang is a real person, not showing his face, too low-key."

"..."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Yang Zhantian was dumbfounded, and Wang Fenglin couldn't laugh or cry.

In the end, Grandma Wang controls the overall situation: "Everyone, listen to me: Your disease is not one or two years old, and you don’t care about this half of the day. Expert Wang’s search for Zhantian must be a major event. Let’s talk to the two genius doctors. ."

"The big girl is correct, everyone will come back another day." An old man took the lead in responding, and the others agreed.

A group of elderly people said goodbye to Yang Zhantian and Wang Fenglin, and soon left the clinic.

In an instant, Wang Fenglin and Yang Zhantian were left in the clinic.

Yang Zhantian revealed a trace of sorrow: "Expert Wang, I made you laugh."

"Where and where?" Wang Fenglin smiled: "We are colleagues, I am ashamed of your name."

Wang Fenglin looked at the furnishings in the clinic: "For the first sage to continue to learn, to cure diseases for the people. Doctor Yang, this condition is a bit tougher, but I admire your aspirations.

Yang Zhantian grinned reluctantly: "It made Wang Lao laugh, that's just my ideal. Ideals are mostly impossible to achieve."

Wang Fenglin looked at his watch and remembered the purpose of his trip: "I wonder which subject Dr. Yang is good at?"

Yang Zhantian asked for a myopia: "Everything is so-so!"

In fact, this is the truth, Yang Zhantian is very self-aware, and his medical skills are indeed so-so, improvised, and somewhat unsatisfactory.

But to Wang Fenglin, Yang Zhantian meant that he was a general practitioner who was proficient in science and technology.

"Admire and admire." Wang Fenglin arched his hands, "Doctor Yang, is Yang Feng's Tai Sumai you..."

"Uh……"

"Dad." At this moment, Yang Feng just came back after dealing with Xiong Lie's affairs: "Wang Lao, hello, which wind brought you here?"

"I just want to talk to your dad, and I want to ask how he cultivated a good son."

"I'm blushing when you say that." Yang Feng smiled.

"What are you talking about, why can't I understand?" Yang Zhantian was inexplicable.

"I'm talking about Yang Feng's doctor...ah-"

Wang Fenglin suddenly exhaled in pain.

"Elder Wang, what's wrong with you?"

"Damn, my gout is coming back."

"You have gout?" Yang Zhantian asked.

Wang Fenglin broke out in a painful cold sweat, shook his head and said: "Doctors are not autonomous! I pretended to be a famous doctor, but I have always been tortured by illness."

Yang Feng said that he glanced at his father, Yang Zhantian, and thought that this was the opportunity God gave to his father to become famous.

"Dad, would you like to show Mr. Wang?" Yang Feng urged.

"Where can I..."

"Dad." Yang Feng interrupted Yang Zhantian, saying: "Wang is so painful, you try, even if the pain is relieved, it is good."

Wang Fenglin was sweating in pain, but he still looked at Yang Zhantian in surprise: "Doctor Yang, you can also cure gout."

"Oh, this...that...you can try it too."

After a while of pain, Wang Fenglin took off the shoes and socks on his right, his toes were deformed and swollen.

"One carelessness will lead to a life loss." Wang Fenglin sighed, "At that time, I was very young. When I went to the beach to play and ate seafood, the boss repeatedly told him not to drink beer when eating seafood. At that time, I was young and vigorous and took the boss' words I listened to the wind, and served beer with seafood, and then..."

Yang Feng didn't care what the cause was, he just narrowed his eyes and suddenly saw Wang Fenglin's nostrils lingering in a large amount of sick air, and he immediately became confident.

He looked at his father and said, "Dad, try your best acupuncture and moxibustion. It might work."

Yang Zhantian glared at Yang Feng fiercely, and cursed in his heart: Stinky boy, why didn't I know that I was also proficient in acupuncture and Ai Zhi.

"Doctor Yang, just try. Anyway, I don't have much hope. Even if it doesn't work, I don't blame you." Wang Fenglin said weakly.

"Dad, hurry up." Yang Feng helped Wang Fenglin and urged his father.In fact, he used this opportunity to contact Wang Fenglin's body.

"Offensive." Yang Zhantian finally settled his attention, untied the hidden needle bag, took out a silver needle and sterilized it with alcohol cotton, and then, with Yang Feng's encouragement, screwed into Wang Fenglin's swollen and deformed big toe joint.

A tingling pain made Wang Fenglin clenched his teeth, but he stared at Yang Zhantian attentively at the injection.

Wang Fenglin discovered that after Yang Zhantian turned the silver needle into place, there was a slight movement of hitting the tail of the needle.

When he saw such a small technique, Wang Fenglin's heart was shocked, as if Huang Zhongda Lu was ringing in his ears, his trembling lips murmured to himself: "God...the dragon is waving its tail."