In the car, Secretary Huang was driving, and Ling Fei and Ren Yanran were sitting behind him.

"It's okay for me to take her over with me?" Ling Fei said.

"No problem." Secretary Huang smiled, "Mr. Ji is very hospitable."

"I won't go up, I can just wait for you outside." Ren Yanran hurriedly said, going to see Ji Zhiguo, the second-person figure in the new city, and she was still a little nervous.

Ling Fei glanced at Ren Yanran: "That's fine."

"Well, let's go together when you finish your business." Ren Yanran said.

"Which foot did you sprain?"

"Left foot."

"Stretch your feet over." Ling Fei said suddenly.

"What are you doing?" Ren Yanran asked.

Seeing her cautious look, Ling Fei pulled her feet up with his hands.

Ren Yanran wanted to scream, but noticed that Secretary Huang, who was in the driver's seat in front, still shut up.

Ling Fei took off Ren Yanran's shoes, and looked at his swollen ankles and shook his head. Is this girl stupid? She dared to go such a long way.

After pinching his ankle, Ren Yanran quickly cried out in pain.

"Hold on for a while, it'll be fine right away." Ling Fei took off Ren Yanran's socks and pointed his right hand at several points on the soles of her feet.

"Ah!" Ren Yanran screamed in shock, it hurts very much!

Ling Fei glanced at Ren Yanran, his hands did not stop, his fingers were bent and exposed his knuckles, poked Ren Yanran's soles with his knuckles. He twisted his left wrist and twisted Ren Yanran's ankle inward.

A faint crack sound rang, Ren Yanran paused, huh, it didn't seem to hurt anymore?

"Okay." Ling Fei smiled faintly, "I will prescribe side medicine for you tomorrow, and it will reduce the swelling after applying it for one day."

"That's all?" Ren Yanran was surprised. She often twisted her feet when practicing dancing, so she would never think about it if she could do it all day.

"Or what do you think?" Ling Fei threw the socks to Ren Yanran, "Put it on yourself."

Secretary Huang, who was sitting in front, had a strange look flashed in his eyes. It seemed that this young man was indeed a little bit of something. He could go to see the game called "Miaoshou Renxin".

Put on his shoes and socks, Ren Yanran moved his feet and tried to step on the ground, but it didn't feel any pain at all.

"It seems that it really doesn't hurt anymore." Ren Yanran said in surprise, "How did you do it?"

"It's very simple to make bones easy." Ling Fei said.

The pain that Ren Yanran endured for a night disappeared instantly. She was so happy that she kept twisting her feet like her newly bought feet.

"It's just that redness and swelling don't change so quickly. I'll prescribe medicine for you to apply it for one day tomorrow."

"Uh-huh."

After the car was in progress for a while, Ling Fei asked Secretary Huang: "Secretary Huang, what are the symptoms of Mr. Ji's illness?"

"I don't know the details, I only know that it seems to be a headache. As soon as I get into the night, Mr. Ji's headache starts to suffer from. He can't sleep all night and needs sleeping pills to fall asleep." Secretary Huang said worriedly.

Ling Fei nodded.

"Mr. Ling, what disease is this?"

"It's hard to say now, I'll confirm it after seeing it."

While driving while chatting, Ling Fei also tentatively learned about the specific relationship between Zhan Tianxiao and Ji Zhiguo from Secretary Huang. The two families are family friends. From the generations of Zhan and Ji, Ji Lao was also a businessman and was a partner in the shopping mall. The relationship came from this. Later, Ji Lao left the mall and eventually became the No. 1 figure in Xincheng. The relationship continued from the previous generation to the next generation. Zhan Tianxiao and Ji Zhiguo were childhood friends and had fun together since childhood. The relationship was self-evident.

When he was about to arrive in Jizhi's country, Zhan Tianxiao called.

Ling Fei smiled and answered: "Uncle Zhan."

"Ling Fei, how do you feel when you go to the hospital today?" Zhan Tianxiao asked, "Those patients are fine."

"Try your best." Ling Fei shook his head. All he encountered was hard-pressed. One was about to end stage of cancer, one was mentally ill, and the other was disfigured. Especially Mr. Ma, how could he be cured in a week if he needed a long treatment period. It was also possible that he would be wiped out at that time. After all, it would be difficult to detect the degree of cancer cure in a week of traditional Chinese medicine treatment methods.

"Forget it, let's talk about it then." Ling Fei shook his head.

"Will there be any problems with your medical skills?" Zhan Tianxiao was surprised.

"It's not this reason, but not enough time. A week is not enough to produce results. It is very unfavorable for me to judge." Ling Fei said, "Cancer is about to be late, so it's not easy to cure it in a week."

Ling Fei's words scared Zhan Tianxiao and the three people in the car. Ling Fei's implication is that as long as he has enough time, he can cure all the people who are almost late?

Secretary Huang's eyes were bright, it seemed that Mr. Ji was saved!

After talking to Zhan Tianxiao for a few words, Zhan Tianxiao finally mentioned the topic: "Today I went to meet an old friend, who is the second person in Xincheng."

"I know." Ling Fei smiled.

"Do you know? Well? He has already asked someone to find you?" Zhan Tianxiao asked.

"Um."

"This guy is so fast." Zhan Tianxiao smiled and scolded, and then said seriously, "Ling Fei, I hope you can help with treatment. The old man is an elder I respect very much. Moreover, even apart from my personal relationship, the Ji family can help Kenichi very much."

"I know." Ling Fei said.

After chatting with Zhan Tianxiao for a while, Ling Fei hung up the phone. Not to mention the matter of Kenichi, he would also ask Zhan Tianxiao for help.

"We're here," Secretary Huang said.

Ling Fei nodded: "Yanran, you wait here first, I will come out after seeing the disease."

"Ah? Well!" Ren Yanran's beautiful eyes widened. Yanran? He actually called him like that, and had never been! He responded in a panic, and he couldn't help feeling sweet in his heart.

Secretary Huang led the way and entered Ji Zhi's country with Ling Fei.

Ren Yanran held her face and stared at Ling Fei away, and raised her lips: "He just called me Yanran..."

...

Ling Fei didn't know that just one title made Ren Yanran happy. He had already joined Ji Zhi's country with Secretary Huang.

As soon as he entered the door, Ling Fei saw Ji Zhiguo sitting on the sofa and an old man. Ji Zhiguo was a middle-aged man about the same age as Zhan Tianxiao. He was heroic and handsome. His aura was imposing and powerful without anger. You could feel his strong aura of the superior when sitting on the sofa.

The old man leaned on a crutch, closed his eyes and pondered. The wrinkles on his face were full of traces of time, and the changes seemed to be confirmed on his face.

"Well? Qingrong, this is Mr. Ling?" Ji Zhiguo asked.

Huang Qingrong nodded with a smile: "Yes, Mr. Ji, something happened today, so it was a bit late to come back."

"It's okay, just be safe." Ji Zhiguo nodded and looked at Ling Fei. This young man made him feel a little worried, and his face was still full of spring breeze, "Mr. Ling, Tianxiao is my best friend, and he asked me to find you."

"I know." Ling Fei smiled faintly, and he looked at Mr. Ji.

When Mr. Ji opened his eyes, his eyes were not as turbid as ordinary old men, full of light and shining with wise colors.

"Hello, brother Ling." Old Ji smiled slightly.

Ling Fei smiled faintly and nodded: "Hello, sir."

"Old Zhan also suffers from a strange disease. Tian Xiao said you cured it. I think Brother Ling must have extraordinary medical skills. My father's illness is not allowed to be treated by the famous doctor. I think I can only leave it to you." Ji Zhiguo praised him.

"It's easy to say, let's get back to the point. What is the specific condition of Mr. Ji?" Ling Fei asked.

Ji Zhiguo sighed: "My father is old and has all kinds of diseases. It's okay to say that the other diseases are just a headache. This is a stubborn disease that cannot be treated until now. It is also the most serious problem that has troubled my father. I can't sleep at night and must use sleeping pills to fall asleep."

"It's useless to be old." Old Ji smiled and shook his head, "It's all untreated problems." As he said this, he seemed calm and did not look very strange.

"It's hard to say that it can't be cured." Ling Fei said, "There is no absolute incurable disease in the world. Even if it exists, it's just that medical skills cannot be treated at present."

"You mean to be able to cure?" Ji Zhiguo looked forward to it.

"I'll take a look first." As Ling Fei sat down on the sofa beside him, Old Ji knew how to reach out and handed it to Ling Fei.
Chapter completed!