"Is that you?"

As soon as Yan Delin turned his head and saw Zheng Qian, fire could almost erupt from his eyes, and he gritted his teeth tightly, "Boy, you still have a ghost anywhere!"

"I'm haunted, and it's better than some people who owe something to others!" Zheng Qian retorted unceremoniously.

Yan Lunping saw that Zheng Qian's face was a little ugly, but Yan Delin said sharply: "Who do you say owes you something?"

"Whoever owes it knows in his heart!" Zheng Qian coldly dropped a sentence, then stepped forward and said hello to Qiao Lao.

Seeing the smile on Qiao Lao's face in response, Yan Lunping's face suddenly became a little ugly.

He was able to have today's status because he saved Qiao Lao's life, that is, when Zhu Dingjun wanted to move him, he had to weigh Qiao Lao's face first, but for Qiao Lao's son Qiao Feng's legs, Yan Lunping was powerless, he didn't know how many times he tried, but every time he failed, he couldn't cure Qiao Feng's legs.

Some time ago, in order to cure Qiao Feng's legs, he also went abroad and consulted some experts before he came up with a new plan.

But he never thought that he would meet Zheng Qian again this time!

"Old Qiao, this kid is a Chinese medicine practitioner, Chinese medicine is all some foolish things, it can't cure the disease at all, you let me try it, this time it will definitely be possible!" Yan Lunping turned his head to look at Qiao Lao, and said in his mouth.

Qiao Lao didn't speak, but turned his head to look at Zheng Qian.

Yan Lunping also immediately pointed the finger at Zheng Gan, "Boy, do you know what caused Qiao Feng's leg to be paralyzed? You dare to say that you are ninety percent sure, and you are not afraid of flashing your tongue when you say big things!"

"The reason is very simple, he was injured in the army, which caused the tendons in his legs to break, and at the same time mutated, so he couldn't stand up!" Zheng Qian said lightly.

"These mutations require radiation therapy to recover, and you really think that you can just get a few useless weeds to cure the disease?" Yan Lunping shouted.

Zheng Qian sneered, "There are some things that are useless to talk about, don't you know if you try it?"

"Fart, Qiao Shao's leg is what you say you can try? What if you fail?" Yan Delin shouted, "Also, you said that you are ninety percent sure, who knows?

Zheng Qian's brows furrowed, "If I am treated, I can see the effect in three hours, I can make my legs have a knee throbbing reflex in one day, I can barely stand up in two days, and I will be no different from a normal person in half a month!"

"Bragging, not drafting!" Yan Lunping said angrily.

Zheng Qian sneered and said, "If I can't do it, I'll write off the sentence you owe me, and if I can do it, where I appear in the future, you will give me a little farther away!"

"Okay!" Yan Lunping gritted his teeth and said, the sentence he owed Zheng Qian was indeed a piece of his heart, and his face became hot every time he thought about it.

Qiao Lao didn't say much, his only purpose was just to hope that Qiao Feng could get better, no matter who treated him.

Seeing that Yan Lunping was relieved, Qiao Lao waved his hand at Zheng Qian and said, "Zheng Qian, then I'll trouble you!"

Zheng Qian waved his hand, "Let's wait until the treatment is completed!"

After speaking, Zheng Qian asked people to bring paper and pencil and quickly wrote down a prescription.

"Also, I need to find a piece of agarwood, the older the better!" Zheng Qian thought for a while.

"Agarwood is easy to say, I have a collection before, and I can let people send it over!" Qiao Lao suddenly said.

Zheng Qian's heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, the most important thing to treat Qiao Feng's legs is on this agarwood, if there is no agarwood, everything will be in vain.

If Zheng Qian had known that Qiao Lao had agarwood, he would not have said that he was only ninety percent sure, but would have said that he was ten percent sure.

After getting the other medicinal materials, Zheng Qian personally boiled the medicine directly in the courtyard.

"Look at him, these weeds are just thrown in and boiled without being sterilized, and then used, but they will be infected, how can this cure the disease!" Yan Delin said with a bone in the egg.

Qiao Lao didn't speak, his brows furrowed, and he just watched silently.

Zheng Qian didn't speak, just silently put those medicinal herbs into it one by one, tirelessly, and the order could not be messed up.

Time passed slowly, and pitch-black viscous black juice had begun to appear in the huge medicine jar, and the large basket of medicinal materials that had been placed beside Zheng Qian had already gone three-quarters of the way at this moment.

Zheng Qian stared at the medicine jar with a dead expression, and then silently put the medicinal herbs in, stirring round and round.

A full two hours had passed, and Zheng Qian was still standing by the medicine jar, and the juice inside had become a black paste.

At this time, Qiao Lao's agarwood was finally delivered.

At the same time, Zheng Qian happened to put the last medicinal herb into the medicine jar, and then continued to stir.

"Cover with a lid!" Zheng Qian got up and commanded.

Immediately, he walked over and picked up the precious piece of agarwood.

"Old Qiao, are you going to give this hundred-year-old agarwood to that kid?" Yan Delin couldn't help but say.

Qiao Lao glanced at Yan Delin coldly, "Nothing is more important than my son's leg!"

Yan Delin immediately closed his mouth in amusement.

Zheng Qian looked at the agarwood, and he was quite satisfied.

"Give me an axe!" Zheng Qian began.

Soon, a guard sent an axe, and Zheng Qian directly split the agarwood at once.

"This ......" Yan Delin looked at it with a burst of heartache.

Zheng Qian ignored it at all, and slowly split the agarwood into thin strips.

"Alright, now we can get started!"

At this time, Zheng Qian finally stood up and spoke.

Qiao Feng was also pushed out, he looked at Zheng Qian, and said, "Doctor Zheng, I'm sorry for you!"

"It's okay!" Zheng Qian shook his head, and his face returned to his previous solemnity.

He found and lit those agarwood, and a trace of extremely pure fragrance slowly spread, and then Zheng Qian took out a set of silver needles and burned them red in the ignited agarwood.

"This ...... Is this a fire needle?"

Han Hai, who was with Qiao Feng, recognized it at once and couldn't help but say.

The fire has very high requirements for the needle, because the silver needle should be burned red, and then pierced into the acupuncture points of the human body, a slight difference in the pool, not only can not cure the disease, but will cause extremely serious consequences, more importantly, if you want to use the fire needle, you must master the qi to control the needle.

"Could it be that this kid is so young that he can use his qi to control the needle?" Han Hai looked at him in surprise, and he didn't move, for fear that he would miss this wonderful scene.

"Buzz!"

Zheng Qian removed the red-hot silver needle from the agarwood, and the tip of the red-hot needle trembled violently and made a buzzing sound.

The next moment, Zheng Qian identified the acupuncture points on Qiao Feng's legs and plunged into them at once.

"Buzz!"

The silver needle did not enter, but the tail of the needle was still trembling, making one buzzing sound after another, like the aftersound of winding the beam, for a long time.