"He is my master." Tan Feiming said.

"Master? When was the master?" Tan Feiming's mother didn't understand what she meant.

"The master I just worshipped." Tan Feiming said.

Tan Feiming's mother was confused and was about to ask a question. Ling Fei had already stretched out her hand and held it on her wrist: "I know how to make some medical skills. Since I have become his teacher, I should save you."

Tan Feiming's mother was stunned and then smiled bitterly: "My illness is too serious. Even if I go to the hospital, it will not be cured. It's useless."

Ling Fei was calm and silent. Tan Feiming looked at Ling Fei nervously. He was expecting Ling Fei to create miracles. The boxing technique taught to him was so powerful, and Ling Fei was so young. You can imagine what kind of person he was. Such a person should not tell lies, right? He must be able to know medical skills!

After taking the pulse, Ling Fei looked at Tan Feiming's mother's tongue coating and white eyes, and finally took out the golden needle: "Don't be nervous, let it go."

He stabbed several acupoints with a golden needle, and Ling Fei pulled out the golden needle for a long time to examine it, and had an idea in his mind.

Tan Feiming was surprised to see Ling Fei stabbing the person without bleeding. He was a little convinced that Ling Fei could cure his mother. His heart was pounding. If he could really save his mother, he would repay his master for the death of his life!

"Well, I know the situation." Ling Fei said, "The condition is not as difficult as you think, and it is indeed difficult to deal with Western medicine."

"Hmm? Master, what you mean is, are you not a Western doctor?" Tan Feiming said.

"No, I'm really naughty. I can't guess it even after taking my pulse? Or is it because you don't know anything if you don't study?" Ling Fei squinted his eyes at this disciple who graduated from elementary school, thinking in his heart that he had to let him learn knowledge before teaching him.

Tan Feiming smiled awkwardly.

"Is there really a way, sir?" Tan Feiming's mother was a little excited.

"The conventional method may not be cured, but it is not a big deal for me." Ling Fei said, he could just use the Tribulation Hand. It is indeed quite serious, but it is not as terrifying as imagined. Tribulation Hand combined with Chinese herbal medicine can probably be cured in one month.

Tan Feiming was surprised. Unexpectedly, the doctors said that Ling Fei could easily solve the problem. He really felt that he had a great fortune. A powerful master wanted to accept him as his disciple and save his mother's illness. He was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"You go out first, I want to treat your mother." Ling Fei said.

"Okay, okay." Tan Feiming nodded hurriedly.

...

Lin Yunxi slept until midnight, and she felt dizzy in her head, touching her hands on the bedside table to drink water.

"Well?" Lin Yunxi's consciousness was awake, and her intention was gradually awakening made her sit up suddenly, "Just..."

Lin Yunxi's mind saw scenes just now on the dining table, and she clearly remembered every word she said... Lin Yunxi's face began to get hot, and after a flash of her mind, Ling Fei hugged herself upstairs.

"Ahhhhh!" Lin Yunxi shouted, holding the quilt and buried her head in, her body swaying straight, and her white jade calves kept slapping the bed.

"It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing! Why did I tell him this?" Lin Yunxi's face was hot and she was very shy.

"Also, he just said..." Lin Yunxi thought of what Ling Fei said, "As long as you want, you can do it anytime."

Lin Yunxi stopped, as long as I want, is it OK?

"Yun Xi, are you up?"

The bed was kicked and thumped, causing Rin Kyujo to come over.

When he opened the door and saw Lin Yunxi's head buried in the quilt, Jiuzou Lin walked over.

"Rhyme."

Lin Yunxi raised her head slightly: "Lin, am I very embarrassed tonight?"

"No, it's so cute." Rin Kujo's eyes were shiny. She had never seen the president like this before. She was so girlish. OK?

"Oh!" Lin Yunxi was even more shy.

...

Using the Tribulation Hand is no longer difficult for Ling Fei, and it is not difficult to use it, and the consumption of him is no longer worth mentioning.

It took an hour to treat Tan Feiming's mother before Ling Fei came out.

Tan Feiming walked around outside the door. He was so nervous that he picked up the huge stone and started exercising to relieve his nervousness.

"Huh? Master!" Hearing the sound of the door, Tan Feiming immediately threw down the stone and made a loud sound.

"What's going on, Master?" Tan Feiming hurried over.

Ling Fei said calmly: "The treatment effect is good. Go and get paper and pen. I will write you the prescription. Then I will buy medicine. Write the method of boiling medicine together. One month is enough to cure it."

Tan Feiming was surprised: "Is it enough for one month?"

"Yes." Ling Fei nodded, "You can afford the price of herbs, and the money for boxing is enough."

"Master, thank you really." Tan Feiming was moved. In fact, he and Ling Fei had never known each other, but helped him so much. Not only was his mother's illness, but he also taught himself martial arts.

Ling Fei smiled faintly: "Practicing your skills well in the future will be the greatest reward for me."

"Yes, master!" Tan Feiming focused on the key points.

Ling Fei glanced at Tan Feiming and thought of the training camp: "I will teach you another set of body skills later, and then send you to a place to do basic training there, your foundation is too poor."

"Where?" Tan Feiming hesitated.

"Yanjing."

"Ah?" Tan Feiming was a little hesitant. His mother's illness had not yet recovered. She was going to Yanjing now?

"It's up to you to decide whether to go or not." Ling Fei knew what he was thinking when he saw Tan Feiming hesitating.

Tan Feiming hesitated for a long time: "I let down my parents too much before, and my mother's illness has not yet recovered, so I can't go to Yanjing."

"Very filial." Ling Fei nodded, "In this way, after your mother recovers from illness in a month, you will decide. Ah Jiu!"

Ling Fei suddenly shouted.

Ajiu jumped in from outside: "Young Master!"

Tan Feiming was frightened. When did this person come in? Wait, what does this sentence mean?

"Ajiu, if he wanted to send him to Yanjing in a month," Ling Fei said.

"I understand." Ajiu nodded.

"This month will be your consideration. Whether you will go or not will be yourselves." Ling Fei said, "I am the apprentice. I would like to have more systematic training and look forward to a higher future. It depends on you."

Regardless of whether Tan Feiming went to Yanjing or not, Ling Fei said that taking a disciple means accepting a disciple and would not change it. He said the same thing.

Tan Feiming pondered: "I will consider it."

"Go and get paper and pen."

"yes."

Tan Feiming ran into the room, and Ajiu looked at him and left: "Young master, he has good talent."

"It's good, but it's still a bit short of time." Ling Fei said, he was still not an excellent disciple in his heart, "but he has good filial piety. If he is willing to go to Yanjing, you can take him there and I will arrange for someone to connect."

"clear."

After a while, Tan Feiming came out with a pen and paper, and Ling Fei wrote the prescription and handed it to him.

"I will teach you another set of body techniques and practice diligently." Ling Fei said.

"Yes!" Tan Feiming's eyes were bright. This set of boxing has benefited him a lot. He didn't have to think about his body skills and he knew that they were very powerful.

"And you, Ajiu, you also watched you. I have seen you take action several times. Your body skills should be very good, but they are not the same."
Chapter completed!