Yan Rufeng and the woman were taken by Song Lao to the back hall of Zhongyuan Hall, where there was a room dedicated to treating patients.

Song Lao took the silver needle and put it next to Yan Rufeng.

"Young man, I warn you again, if you can't heal this big girl today, you will wait to go to jail. ”

"Irritable tongue. ”

Yan Rufeng picked up the silver needle and glanced at Old Song, "Old man, you look at it with wide eyes, how did I cure this aunt." ”

The woman sat upright on the hospital bed, and Yan Rufeng had to ask the woman to take off her clothes in order to cure the disease.

Five minutes passed, and the woman's front body and back were stitched sixteen times, the front body showed the Big Dipper seven times, and the back nine times became a nine-star bead.

Although there are few needles, Yan Rufeng will inject aura when each needle falls, and the aura used in only sixteen needles, if it is used on Su Moran, can not only open up her second vein, but even cultivate her and directly promote her to the second layer of qi refining.

After taking the needle, Yan Rufeng's body already consumed a lot of aura, and it was even more serious, in order to save people, he could only consume a small amount of aura.

Song Lao looked at Yan Rufeng, who was a little tired, and then came to the woman and took his pulse.

"Strange, the pulse is stable and beats strongly, not at all like a person who has been sick for a long time, the eldest sister's illness, was it cured by him like this?"

Song Lao, who was in doubt, couldn't figure out how Yan Rufeng cured the woman's incurable diseases for many years.

"Young man, why did you run out of needles, this big girl was fine, but the old disease disappeared for many years?"

"Huh!"

"I told you, you don't understand!"

Song Lao was reprimanded by Yan Rufeng, not only did he not get angry, but humbly asked for advice.

"I really don't understand, I don't know if I can explain it, otherwise I won't be able to sleep when I go back at night!"

"Old Song, hearing you say this, is my illness cured?" the woman couldn't help but interject.

Song Lao only thought about how Yan Rufeng cured the woman's illness, and he felt a little impatient with what the woman said.

"Okay, okay, big sister, let's hurry up and leave if there's nothing to do!"

"Old Song, this young man has cured my illness, and I haven't paid yet. The woman said earnestly.

Yan Rufeng smiled indifferently, "Auntie, this money, Song Lao has already done it for you, and now that your illness is cured, you can go home and celebrate." ”

Unexpectedly, the woman was thanked at this time, and Yan Rufeng hurriedly helped the woman up.

"Auntie, I can't help it, I can't help it!"

Yan Rufeng persuaded the woman to leave, and then said to Song Lao, "Are you going to repay the debt?"

Of course, Old Song knew what Yan Rufeng meant.

"Little brother, leave a contact information and address, and I will have someone send you the goods in the afternoon. ”

Yan Rufeng wrote down his name.

When Song Lao saw the three words "Yan Rufeng", he was in awe.

"Mr. Yan of Jianbao Pavilion, not only is he a jade carving master, but he didn't expect his medical skills to be so clever, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

"Huh. ”

The corners of Yan Rufeng's mouth rose, revealing a smile, "I didn't expect me to be quite famous." ”

"That's natural, Mr. Yan's name, in Zhongzhou, even a three-year-old child can say it. Song Lao said respectfully.

Yan Rufeng disdained to listen, "Say, do you have an incurable disease here that you want to help?"

Song Lao said so much, and before he could speak, Yan Rufeng could see it, and his old face turned red after a moment's rest.

"To tell you the truth, the daughter of an old friend of mine, I don't know what the reason, her spirit is good and bad, and she has not improved after several treatments with me. ”

"For mental problems, a stitch is enough. ”

Song Lao looked at Yan Rufeng with a little surprise, "One needle, how is it possible, I have pricked her with many needles, and I haven't seen any effect." ”

Later, Song Lao thought that he could cure the woman's illness, and he was relieved.

"Mr. Yan, wait a while, the old man will call the patient to come. ”

Song Lao waited for Yan Rufeng with good smoke and tea, and after a while, Yan Rufeng saw a familiar figure walking over.

Looking at Chen Wanqiu, who was a little stupid, Yan Rufeng's face changed.

"Old Song, I'm sorry, this patient, I can't cure her. ”

Song Lao didn't understand, just now Yan Rufeng also said that he was mentally ill, and he was enough to cure it with one injection, why did he say that he couldn't cure it now, and the next scene made him understand why Yan Rufeng didn't treat the patient.

It was her father, Chen Luo, who brought Chen Wanqiu for treatment. When he saw Yan Rufeng, he was first surprised, "Isn't this Xiao Feng, the young miracle doctor that Brother Song said, how could it be him." ”

When Yan Rufeng said that he would not treat Chen Wanqiu, Chen Luo knew that it was his daughter who had injured Yan Rufeng.

"Xiao Feng, I know that between you and Qiu'er, it was Qiu'er who did something wrong, and now that she is like this, for the sake of the friendship between your uncle and your father for many years, let's take action to treat Qiu'er. ”

Yan Rufeng's eyes suddenly softened when he heard Chen Luo mention his father, if he didn't treat Chen Wanqiu today, Chen Luo would definitely call his father to plead, and then Yan Rufeng's father would still have to put pressure on him and let him treat Chen Wanqiu.

"Haha!"

At this time, Chen Wanqiu smirked and tugged at the corner of Yan Rufeng's clothes, "Little brother, am I beautiful, will you love me, love, then you will marry me?"

"Haha..."

Yan Rufeng glanced at the crazy Chen Wanqiu, and was moved with compassion, after all, he once loved Chen Wanqiu deeply, even if he hated her at this time, when he saw this scene, his hatred disappeared.

"Alright then, I'll save her this time. ”

Yan Rufeng pinched the silver needle in his hand and pierced it towards Chen Wanqiu's Baihui acupoint, and the aura followed the silver needle, instantly swimming from Chen Wanqiu's Baihui acupoint to her eight veins of the strange meridians, and the blocked meridians were also opened up by the aura, and Chen Wanqiu slowly returned to normal.

"Yan Rufeng, why are you here. ”

Chen Luo angrily reprimanded Chen Wanqiu at this time, "Qiu'er, he cured your illness." ”

Chen Wanqiu's face was cold, and she looked at Yan Rufeng with disdain.

"So what, do you want me Chen Wanqiu to kneel down to him Yan Rufeng to thank him, even if a poor boy has a little achievement, can he be compared with Zhang Mingdong?"

"I have already guessed this result, Chen Wanqiu, from now on, the road will be facing the sky, go to one side, take care. ”

Yan Rufeng healed Chen Wanqiu, not only did she not thank her, but she still looked down on Yan Rufeng as always.

Chen Luo, who was full of embarrassment, only found out at this time that Yan Rufeng didn't know when he had left Zhongyuan Hall.

"Qiu'er, why are you talking to Xiao Feng like that?"

Chen Luo angrily questioned Chen Wanqiu.

"Father, don't forget, I was with Zhang Mingdong at the beginning, but you and my mother made it, and now you still blame me for how to talk to him, what's the point?"

Chen Wanqiu choked, Chen Luo didn't say anything, said goodbye to Song Lao, and left Zhongyuan Hall with Chen Wanqiu.

Chen Wanqiu recovered and came to the hospital as soon as possible, of course, to visit Zhang Mingdong, who had broken his hands and feet.

When Zhang Mingdong's father heard that Chen Wanqiu's illness was cured by Song Lao in Zhongyuantang, his eyes flashed with a fine light.

"My son Mingdong has become a waste now, why don't you find Song Lao to take a look, maybe Chinese medicine has a solution..."

Song Lao of Zhongyuantang, according to the herbs required by Yan Rufeng, arrived at the warehouse of Ziya Biology on time.

Yan Rufeng received the news, of course, he rushed to refine the Zhuyan Pill as soon as possible, and after the refining of nearly 10,000 Zhuyan Pills was completed, the aura in Yan Rufeng's dantian could only maintain the normal operation of the "Five Elements Qiankun Cultivation Divine Decision".

Yan Rufeng consumes the spiritual energy in his body so much, if he encounters danger at this time, I am afraid he can only end up with hatred, but this is also a helpless thing, the construction of Wolongyuan's side is imminent, he needs money too much...