Supreme Medicinal God

"You...you mean, can you cure my illness?"

Murong Xiaoyu's eyes widened, looking at Ye Feng in surprise and anxiety and asked.

Because of her cold veins, there are too many things that girls of the same age can do, but she cannot.

Because of the cold veins, when she was in military training, she could only sit beside the playground, watching other students sweating and shouting slogans of youth; and there are countless small details in life that need her to pay attention to, afraid of being a little careless , Leading to a relapse...

For this kind of life, she was tired of the extreme, and she didn't want to live in the shadow anymore.

Ye Feng nodded and said firmly: "It's not possible, but it must be!"

"When can treatment begin?"

Murong Bo was also very excited, looking forward to his face.

Murong Xiaoyu is the person he cares about the most in this world. The cold veins entangled in Murong Xiaoyu are like a lingering curse to him. If he doesn't solve it one day, he can't feel at ease.

Over the years, he has thought of countless ways, and also consulted countless old friends, hoping that they can help.

It is a pity that after the diagnosis and treatment of Murong Xiaoyu, those people sighed helplessly and were helpless to this condition.

But now, Ye Feng has given him a definite answer.

"Anytime!" Ye Feng thought for a while, and then said, "But looking for a clean place. When I was treating, only me and her were in the same room, and no one was disturbed."

"No problem, I have a house in Beijing, and I have lived there recently, and just go there for treatment."

Murong Bo said without thinking.

"You hold this bowl first and wait for me to cure the disease before giving it to me."

This old man's character is really impatient, Ye Feng smiled, and then handed back the soul bowl.

"No need, the old man believes you are not that kind of unbelievable person!"

Murong Bo shook his head and did not take the bowl back.

Ye Feng was not so polite, put the bowl in a wooden box, and Murong Bo, Murong Xiaoyu got on the car and left.

Along the way, Ye Feng inquired about Murongbo's instincts. This kind of treatment thought can be described as a matter of course, making him feel very novel. Murongbo can create this method, and his medical attainments are absolutely amazing.

"Haha, although the old man also studied medicine, but the medical technique is not so magical, this method was created by an old man named Ye Haotian."

Murong said with a smile and waved his hand, denying Ye Feng's statement.

Ye Haotian?!

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's expression suddenly became strange.

"Why, Ye Feng, do you know my old friend?" Murong Bo saw Ye Feng's expression differently, wondering.

"Don't hide your old age, Ye Haotian is my grandfather. I am a doctor who teaches me." Ye Feng touched his nose and smiled.

"You are Ye Haotian's grandson..."

Murong Bo couldn't help but widen his eyes, staring at Ye Feng for an unbelievable amount of time, then shook his head bitterly: "I said you are young, how could there be such an amazing medical technique, it turned out to be the heir of the old thing, this way , But it can be explained. But the old thing is at your age, but without your ability, it is really better than blue!

"I didn't expect to have this source..."

Ye Feng also smiled bitterly for a long time, and Murongbo turned out to be an old friend of the old man.

But Ye Feng was puzzled that Murong Xiaoyu's face suddenly became weird after hearing the news, and his eyes kept turning around him.

And after making eye contact with him, he quickly turned to the side, pretending to look casual.

"That old thing has a weird personality, like a cloud-like wild crane. It has been 18 years since I last saw him. He had said that there was a little grandson, but he didn't expect it to be so big now... "

The relationship between Murongbo and the old man seems to be very unusual. After a long time of emotion, he smiled and asked Ye Feng: "That old thing is in good health now? Is it still the same as before? The daughter-in-law's kang head drilled?"

"Grandpa, he has died..." Ye Feng said silently for a moment, slowly.

Boom!

With a word falling, Murong Boteng stood up, his head making a loud noise on the carriage, but he seemed to feel no pain, and looked at Ye Feng in amazement: "How is this possible? My old bones He is still alive and well, his medical skills are so brilliant, how could he go ahead?"

Ye Feng sighed and shook his head.

He didn’t know the cause of the death of the old man, but suddenly one day, the old man gave him three thousand dollars, and said that his life would be over. Remember to use this money to prepare for the future, and don’t mess with the money. Spend.

At that time, he thought that the old man who was having sex was making him happy. Who knew that after a few days in the morning, he had made breakfast, but the old man who was not able to get up. When he went to the room to call someone, he found that the old man had swallowed .

"Unpredictable things... Unpredictable things..." Murongbo was stunned and sighed. After a long time, he continued to Ye Feng: "If you have time, take me to the old thing's grave. Two pillars of fragrant fragrance, talk about your heart."

"I'm going back during the Chinese New Year. If you are free, you can go together."

Ye Feng can see that Murong Bo and the old man of the sex ghost really intersect, and it is really difficult to accept this matter. At the moment, it is also true words, not just casually mentioned, and nodded.

Although Murong Bo accepted this fact, he has been silent since then, and he sighed repeatedly.

"How are you going to treat me?"

After Murong Xiaoyu stared at Ye Feng for a long time, he could not help but ask him curiously.

The cold veins on her body are brought out of her mother's womb, and they have four kinds of pulses: slow, slow, knot, and tight. They are the most serious kind of cold veins.

When Ye Feng's grandfather treated her, she once said that she could be born alive, it was already a miracle!

Although Hanmai is not cancer, it is also terminally ill; and cancer will not let people die immediately, but will slowly torture people; but once Hanmai relapses, she will die immediately.

So in a sense, her cold veins are more terrible than cancer!

She would like to know what method Ye Feng intends to cure the terminal illness of natural cold veins!

"The needle is inserted into the body, which is a blocking method, which blocks the spread of coldness, so the symptoms are not cured."

Ye Feng pondered a little and slowly said: "The cold veins are ultimately caused by insufficient pulse gas and weak meridians. So, the treatment I want to give you is to reshape! Only when the meridians are restored to health can you be truly Get rid of this trouble!"