In the evening, while preparing dinner, Murphy received a phone call. After connecting, the other party came up and asked, "Is it Dr. Mo?"

Before Mo Fei could respond, the man was like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, and said with a crackle: "I am Chen Qiling's cousin Chen Dahu, he is not in a good condition now, I heard that you can cure this disease, you have to help our family Qiling!"

Mo Fei groaned and said, "You can come to me and try it." ”

As soon as he heard that there was a door, Chen Dahu hurriedly asked, "Doctor Mo, which hospital are you in?" ”

"I ...... Not a doctor. "Mo Fei told the truth.

"No...... You're not a doctor?!Are you kidding me?" Chen Dahu's tone changed, "How can you cure Qiling's illness if you're not a doctor?"

Mo Fei did not defend himself, and said: "Believe me, you can bring him quickly, maybe he can recover, if you don't believe me, you just treat me as if I didn't say anything, and you can treat him as he wants." ”

Chen Dahu's heart struggled, his grandfather had just called him a few times, asking him to cure the Seven Spirits at all costs, if anything went wrong, he would be responsible for the consequences.

He can understand the old man's mood, the seven spirits are the hope of the family, and there is no room for sloppiness, and now that this matter has happened, his cousin, who took the lead, is the most responsible.

However, the best hospital in the capital issued a diagnosis, they can't guarantee to cure the seven spirits, they can only temporarily stabilize the condition, how to recover in the later stage, it all depends on the creation of the seven spirits, and there is a high probability that they will not be able to do without medicine in the future.

This is still the best-case scenario. In the worst-case scenario, the Seven Spirits will continue to develop their illnesses more and more frequently, and eventually they will become untreatable due to brain injuries......

Just when he was helpless, a girl named He Xuanxuan came and gave him a phone call, asking him to contact him quickly, maybe he could cure the disease of the seven spirits.

He was like a traveler in the desert who drank the rain and saw hope at once.

But the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The identity of the other party is not a doctor!

After hesitating for a while, he made a decision in his heart: if he is not a doctor, it is possible that he has a folk prescription in his hand to treat epilepsy.

"Ink ...... Please tell me the address and I will go to you now. ”

"Are you going to come yourself?" asked Murphy.

"Oh, I want to ...... I'd like to take a look for myself and talk to you. Chen Dahu was obviously not at ease, afraid of being deceived.

"If that's the case, I'm afraid I'll delay the Seven Spirits' condition. ”

"This ......" Chen Dahu was silent, but still like a drowning man, clutching on a straw, "Are you really sure to save him?"

Mo Fei didn't talk nonsense to him, directly told him the address, and then left a sentence: "If you come late and can't be cured, please don't regret it." ”

Chen Dahu wrote down the address on a piece of paper, went over to Mo Fei again, and asked puzzledly: "Leshifang?" It sounds like a restaurant. ”

"Yes. I'm a chef. ”

"Kitchen...... Kitchen...... Chef?!"

Chen Dahu's heart was cold, although you also hold a knife, but you are not holding a scalpel, it is a kitchen knife, can you also cure diseases with a kitchen knife?

Mo Fei saw that Chen Dahu was silent again, and he could probably understand his thoughts, so he said, "Have you heard of 'Spiritual Qi Food'?"

Of course, Chen Dahu has heard that in a food family, how can he not know the truth of "aura food". However, "Reiki food" is generally used for health care, but I have never heard of it for curing diseases.

But "rushing to the doctor when he is sick", Chen Dahu is now in this mentality, as long as he can cure Chen Qiling's illness, let alone try "aura food", even if he asks him to pray to God and worship Buddha, he is willing.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll make arrangements now, and get to Canghai as soon as possible." ”

……

At 10 o'clock in the evening, when it was time for the mutton skewer stall to close, the customers all left in amusement, and Yu Xiaoyu and Chu Luo began to pack up their things and prepare for work.

As they were about to clean up the last table, Murphy stopped them.

"Go to bed, I'll clean up this table. ”

Yu Xiaoyu looked at Mo Fei with a tired face, and said with some distress: "Boss, you are too tired, let's just do it." ”

"Yo, the little girl has grown up sensible. Murphy said with a smile.

Listening to Mo Fei's teasing, Yu Xiaoyu's face turned red, and he pouted and muttered, "I hate it, when did I become ignorant!"

"Alright, let's go back and rest. ”

After the two left, Murphy took another piece of lamb from the blue crystal cabinet in the kitchen, cleaned it, and began to rub it non-stop.

In the process of rubbing, Mo Fei seemed to be very difficult, and even the more he rubbed, the more difficult it became, beads of sweat continued to fall on his face, and his face became a little pale.

A trace of spiritual energy poured out from his body along the meridians, and through his hands, it seeped into the mutton little by little. The fibers of the lamb come alive as if they were brought to life again.

Murphy had reason to believe that if there was still blood in the mutton, the meat would even beat on its own.

"It turns out that the Origin Aura has the function of resurrecting the dead!" Mo Fei exclaimed.

"What do you think of the host. The system replied to him, "Otherwise, how can Chen Qiling's brain injury be treated." ”

After a pause, the system continued: "This is compensation with your life force, and you have lost these origin aura, and it is difficult to replenish it in a short period of time. ”

"It doesn't matter, it won't hurt your muscles anyway. ”

After about an hour, Murphy put the meat down. The continuous output of the Origin Aura made him sit on the chair with exhaustion, his clothes soaked all over his body, and white steam on his head.

He didn't move, because he couldn't move anymore.

A large amount of mobilization of the origin aura, like pumping marrow and donating blood, the body can not adapt to it in a short period of time, in addition to fatigue, the position of the dantian below the lower abdomen is particularly painful, like a needle prick. Moreover, he also felt chills all over his body, and it was like an iceberg stationed in his body.

This is the manifestation of overdrawing the Origin Aura.

After a long pause, he staggered to his feet, rinsed himself first, changed his clothes, and returned to the barbecue again.

In the barbecue, the charcoal fire had not yet burned out, and Mo Fei took some silver charcoal and let it burn slowly. When the flame was extinguished, the fiery red charcoal reflected on Mo Fei's face and body, steaming, and he felt a lot more comfortable.

I took a barbecue net, spread it on the grill, took the piece of mutton, put it on the barbecue net, and began to make charcoal-grilled mutton.

The fiery charcoal, at a high temperature, quickly locks in the moisture inside the mutton. When the mutton is heated, only the water and oil in the superficial layer of the epidermis seep out and drip on the charcoal, constantly making a "sizzle" sound.

This is probably the most tempting sound in the middle of the night, and the smell of this fragrance makes many people unable to sleep.

After roasting for about ten minutes, Mo Fei took out a few pieces of charcoal to make the heat lower, and roasted slowly over low heat, on the one hand, to wait for Chen Qiling, and on the other hand, to make the mutton more flavorful.

Towards midnight, two pillars of light streaked in the distance, followed by the roar of cars, from far to near, and soon stopped.

After a while, Mo Fei's mobile phone rang, it was Chen Dahu calling, his voice sounded a little hoarse, "Mr. Mo, we have arrived, you haven't slept yet, have you?"

"Let's go to the courtyard. Murphy said, "I'm waiting for you." ”

"Okay!" Chen Dahu's hoarse voice was full of excitement.

Soon, an MVP car drove in, and after it stopped, the door opened, and Chen Dahu got out of the car with a group of people.

Chen Qiling walked in the middle, except for his haggard look, he was no different from ordinary people, but his spirit in the morning was gone, and he looked depressed.

Whoever encounters such a big thing has a hard time having the courage to face it. In comparison, Chen Qiling is not bad, some people encounter this kind of thing, I am afraid that they will not even be able to stand steadily.

Mo Fei stood up with the handle of his chair and pointed to the only table, "You can sit down as you like, Qiling, you come to me." ”

There were no greetings, no polite words, and Mo Fei made the decision.

Chen Qiling's eyes were a little nervous, and he glanced at Chen Dahu next to him, and Chen Dahu hurriedly helped him over.

The two stood next to Mo Fei, slightly restrained. Chen Dahu smiled, wanting to break this embarrassment, and said, "Mr. Mo, I haven't asked you how to calculate the treatment fee......

Murphy motioned for them to sit down.

The three of them sat down, and Mo Fei stretched out a slap, "Give you a little cheaper, that's it." ”