Han Feng bravely followed Zhao Zheng and Cheng Jie through the garden and towards the living room of the villa.

The hall is already full of people.

Most of them have gray hair, and those who don't have gray hair are almost all bald.

They were all discussing something, just like holding a symposium.

Han Feng stopped at the door and asked, "Who are they?"

Zhao Zheng said quickly: "These are senior experts in the medical field, and some of them are your grandfather's old friends. They are discussing your grandfather's condition."

Han Feng was speechless.

As soon as I stepped through this door, there was a grandpa?

However, based on the doctor's concept of benevolence, Han Feng still asked him to take him to see the old man's condition first.

Zhao is leading Han Feng from the front.

Cheng Jie followed closely, with a smile on her face that could not be concealed when her son-in-law arrived, as if it was a great honor.

Not long after, several people came to the old man Zhao Lishan's room.

Zhao Lishan was lying on the bed, with his eyes closed, his hair pale, his face pale and his cheekbones bulging.

Han Feng sat down by the bed, took out his hand and felt his pulse.

Less than two minutes.

Han Feng was well aware of the old man's condition.

Look up.

Zhao Zheng bowed nervously, lowered his head and asked softly: "Xiao Feng, how is grandpa's condition?"

Han Feng said easily: "It's a small problem, but we can still deal with it for three days."

Zhao Zheng's expression changed instantly and he almost cried, "Xiao Feng, you, you must save grandpa!"

Seeing that he was about to cry, Han Feng said quickly: "It only takes one minute to save him. Three days is already very generous."

Zhao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and almost collapsed on the ground.

"I will give the old man acupuncture right away, and he will wake up. I will write a prescription first, and you can have someone make a decoction. If you drink the decoction, nothing will happen." Han Feng said, and then he wrote the medicine list.

Zhao Zheng took the medicine list and ran out in a hurry.

Only Han Feng and the old man lying on the bed were left in the room.

Han Feng rolled his eyes speechlessly.

What I thought was a serious illness turned out to be a poison.

Acupuncture stimulates the meridians, so that after he wakes up, he can drink the detoxification decoction and be cured naturally.

Han Feng was even slightly disappointed.

A bunch of people are still discussing this small issue.

After another three days of discussion, everyone was taken to drink tea by the King of Hell.

He took out a small cloth bag from the cloth bag and unfolded it next to the bed. Inside was a silver needle, a scalpel and other medical instruments.

At this time.

With a creak, the door opened.

Han Feng turned around and was stunned for a moment.

Looking up from the white sneakers, there is a pair of long legs as white as jade.

Running along the long legs on the highway, there are denim shorts and white short-sleeves. There is also a cute puppy printed on the short-sleeves. The dog's nose is so high that people can't help but want to pinch it.

Especially that little oval face, it is simply a carefully crafted work of art.

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, unable to extricate himself from his gaze.

The girl seemed to be unhappy with the guy with the mean smile on his face, and frowned slightly.

But even her frowning expression is so charming!

"What are you looking at?"

Han Feng grinned.

"The puppy on the clothes is very cute."

The girl looked down and gave Han Feng a hard look.

"Sex embryo!"

Walking straight to the clothes rack, the girl took off her white coat and put it on, revealing only a section of her white legs.

Han Feng asked curiously: "Are you a doctor?"

The girl responded indifferently: "I am a medical worker, my name is Aqi."

Han Feng said in surprise: "Did you go to the wrong set? You look like a celebrity and you want to be a medical worker? How much does the Zhao family pay you a month?"

The girl said coldly: "Eight thousand a month, including food and accommodation, half a day off."

"Only 8,000? With your looks, you would be very popular even if you were a star!" Han Feng was surprised, and his voice couldn't help but raise a few points.

The girl was annoyed by Han Feng's question and glared: "Why do you talk so much nonsense! What does it have to do with how much money I make per month?"

"This person is lying down waiting for you to save him, but you won't stop talking!"

"I doubt whether you know medical skills, and yet you are said to be like a god."

Ouch!

Han Feng was happy.

This medical worker still has a bit of a temper.

He has personality and is the type I admire.

"Okay! Are you questioning my medical skills?"

"Master, I will let you see what life and death are with one shot, and make you more convinced!"

cut!

The girl raised her proud little red lips.

"You are like a big liar! If you disobey me, I will beat you to death!"

Han Feng snorted and smiled.

"Little pink and tender, still not convinced?"

"Let's make a bet. If I save the old man in half an hour, do you dare to kiss me?"

The girl's eyes were full of doubts: "I'll kiss you ten times after you saved the old man."

"If you brag, I'll bite your face off!"

Han Feng pointed at her and said, "Open your little mouth wide and take a look."

Han Feng turned around and wanted to take out acupuncture.

The girl stepped forward quickly and asked thoughtfully: "What can I do?"

Han Feng said: "Pull out the old man's wrist, with the palm facing up and the soles of the feet exposed."

The girl quickly did as he said.

She was very quick with her hands and feet and quickly asked: "What next?"

Han Feng did not answer her because he was focusing on the injection.

The girl looked at Han Feng's meticulous expression and smooth needle movements, which was even pleasing to the eye.

Completely different from the playful and smiling ruffian just now.

Like a master.

While the girl was thinking, Han Feng had already inserted a needle into the Shenmen point on Mr. Zhao's left wrist.

He stood up and took out another silver needle.

Only then did he answer the girl's words.

"Then, just open your surprised little mouth and watch."

Han Feng is relaxed and casual, chatting and laughing.

The girl stood at the end of the bed and rolled her eyes at him.

soon.

Han Feng inserted one needle into Mr. Zhao's Yintang point, the Shenmen point on his left and right wrists, and the Yongquan point on the soles of both feet, for a total of five needles.

I clapped my hands and made the announcement.
To be continued...