"Young man, are you alright?" Look at the light...... "The doctor on duty has changed, this is a male doctor in his early fifties, he is holding a flashlight in his hand at this time, ready to check Fang Yi's pupils.

"Doctor Wu, I'm fine......" Hearing the doctor's words, Fang Yi, who had woken up from shock, shook his head, and in order to show his sobriety, Fang Yi read out the surname of the badge hanging on the white coat on the doctor's chest.

"Well, it should be fine, don't huddle around, then who, smoking is not allowed in the ward......" With Dr. Wu's words, Fang Yi found out that there were not only fat people and doctors in the dare ward, except for Sun Lao's son Sun Chao, the boss was also in the ward.

I don't know if I can't help but smoke, Man Jun is lighting a cigarette and smoking at the door, but the smell of smoke is very pungent in the ward filled with disinfectant water, and he was caught by the doctor as soon as he took his first puff.

"Hehe, extinguished, extinguished......" Man Jun shouted extinguished, but he still took a deep breath, and then reluctantly snuffed out more than half of the remaining cigarette, and the doctor Wu who was watching shook his head.

"Fang Yi, right, what kind of kung fu did you meditate on just now, why can't you almost feel your breathing?"

Ignoring the Man Jun with a flattering smile on his face, Dr. Wu focused on Fang Yi's body, he had followed an old Chinese medicine doctor for a while in his early years, and knew some Chinese medicine theories, and fortunately he was on duty today, otherwise if he changed to a young doctor, he would have pulled Qin Feng, who was breathing weakly, to first aid.

"I haven't practiced any kung fu...... Fang Yi's eyes showed a look of confusion, and he said, "I'm just meditating, oh, by the way, I'm practicing yoga......"

Fang Yi knew that now that the world was prosperous, everything had to be scientific, and he didn't bother to explain the Taoist cultivation system to this doctor, so he simply reported a term he had heard before.

Not to mention, Fang Yi really learned yoga with the radio back then, but those postures were too unchallenging for Fang Yi, and no matter how difficult the movements in yoga Fang Yi could be easily made.

"Oh, it's yoga, no wonder the breath is so weak......"

After hearing Fang Yi's words, the doctor Wu nodded, in recent years, yoga from India has been very popular in China, in addition to a yoga master on TV teaching yoga movements on the beach, even yoga-related knowledge can be heard on the radio.

In the city evening newspaper a few days ago, Dr. Wu also saw a news that there was a yoga master in India who was in his 70s who buried himself in the soil for eight days and was dug up unscathed.

"Fang Yi, do you have to have someone to guide you when you practice yoga in the future, otherwise it will be very dangerous......"

Seeing that Fang Yi was conscious and spoke clearly, Dr. Wu immediately explained a few words to Fang Yi, his eyes aimed at the other people in the ward, and said, "Except for the two who stayed in bed to take care of the patient, everyone else should leave, and now the visiting time has passed......

According to the hospital's regulations, only one nurse or family member can be left after 10 o'clock in the evening, if Fang Yi had not been awake, Dr. Wu would have spoken out a long time ago.

"Doctor Wu, let's leave immediately, and we'll ......leave after a few more words," Sun Chao smiled and stuffed a pack of Great China cigarettes into the pocket of Dr. Wu's white coat, and whispered: "You see it's the middle of the night, Doctor Wu, you smoke a cigarette to refresh yourself......"

"Well, okay, at most half an hour, you all have to leave......" As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person, Dr. Wu didn't push, and went straight out of the ward and returned to the duty room.

"Xiao Fang, are you okay, you really scared me......" After Dr. Wu left, Sun Lianda said with an embarrassed face: "It's because I see that you are not in a good state, so the doctor who called here, Xiao Fang, didn't affect your practice, right?"

In fact, when Sun Chao sent over dinner, Sun Lianda also stopped his son from waking up Fang Yi, but after nearly ten hours, Fang Yi still maintained his previous movements, Sun Lianda was a little out of breath, and called the doctor over despite the obstruction of the fat man and the three guns.

"Yes, Xiao Fang, you didn't go crazy, did you?" Sun Chao also looked at Fang Yi with a worried face, although he is not young, he is a martial arts fan, he has been reading martial arts novels in Hong Kong and Taiwan since the seventies and eighties, and the association is not ordinarily rich.

"Going mad, I almost almost made you right...... Fang Yi smiled bitterly in his heart, raised his head and said: "Old Sun, Brother Sun, I'm fine, this yoga is just to help people calm down, even if you wake me up, it's fine......"

In fact, with Fang Yi's current cultivation of refining and refining qi, he was far from reaching the realm where Mount Tai collapsed and his color remained unchanged, even if he entered the deep level of meditation, there was too much noise around him that could still wake him up.

It's just that Fang Yi's situation is a bit special this time, when he enters the sea of knowledge space, he is almost ignorant of the interference of the outside world, if it weren't for Fang Yi's spiritual power to withdraw on its own, his physical body would be a walking corpse, and he wouldn't have any thoughts.

"That's good, that's good......" Sun Lao said again and again, with a look of happiness on his face.

"Xiao Fang, come, this old turtle soup is still hot in the thermos, you hurry up and drink a little......"

Seeing that Fang Yi was fine, Sun Chao took out the thermos flasks he brought, the two old turtles were enough, Sun Chao took a total of four thermos flasks with vegetables and soup, like fat people, they had already eaten them.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Sun......" I don't know why, Fang Yi felt very hungry at this time, and he was not polite at the moment, he took the thermos flask and tried the temperature of the soup, and drank it down.

"Hmm, this soup has ginseng, isn't it? It's not a low vintage......

Drinking more than a pound of old turtle soup in one go, Fang Yi only felt that the cells in his body seemed to be comfortable, the heat in the soup was quickly absorbed by the body, Fang Yi could even feel it, and the soreness in his body instantly weakened by half.

Fang Yi is a person who cultivates the Tao and practices martial arts, he naturally knows that the ancients said that the words of poverty and wealth are not in vain, due to the exercise of the body, the demand for food of people who practice martial arts is far beyond ordinary people, and even the digestive function of this stomach and intestines is not comparable to ordinary people.

For example, ordinary people can eat a bowl of rice at noon and eat dinner until dinner, but if they are martial arts practitioners, if they eat five bowls of rice at noon, they may feel hungry again after only two hours, so it is far more difficult for poor people in ancient times to practice martial arts than to take the test to show talent.

"Brother Sun, did you leave this dish for me too?" Looking at the braised turtle meat that had already been cold on the head of the bed and two other dishes, when Fang Yi asked, his stomach had already prompted him to bring a dish in front of him with his hands.

"It's for you, but it's already cold, I'll go down there and give you some heat, right?" Sun Chao opened his mouth and said, because of Fang Yi, a few of them didn't eat much today, Sun Chao brought a meal for five or six people, and now there are at least three people left.

"Brother Sun, it's just right to eat cold on such a hot day......"

As Fang Yi spoke, he had already stuffed a few pieces of old turtle meat into his mouth, and after chewing vigorously a few times, the originally hard bones were chewed by him and swallowed into his stomach mixed with the meat.

In just three minutes, those dishes were half a plate of rice, which was swept away by Fang Yi alone, and after eating the last grain of rice, Fang Yi looked at those empty plates with some reluctance.

"Damn, Fang Yi, when did you kid become so edible?"

Almost everyone was dumbfounded by Fang Yi's nonsense eating and drinking, the fat man reacted relatively quickly, and opened his mouth and shouted: "It's over, you have such a big amount of food, the 20,000 yuan is not enough for you to eat for a month, no, Boss Man, this is estimated to be Fang Yi's sequelae of the car accident, you have to lose some more money......

"Fatty, you kid isn't authentic......"

The Manchu army, who secretly lit a cigarette again, was crying and laughing at what the fat man said, and pointed at the fat man and said: "How rare what you say, you can eat it when you hit a car, and I am willing to change me, don't you know that it is a blessing to be able to eat?"

"Okay, fat man, it's not about the boss...... Fang Yi waved his hand, he knew his own business, Fang Yi knew in his heart, if he wanted to talk about the sequelae, it was also the sequelae of his mental power entering the sea of knowledge, what does it have to do with the boss of the people.

Seeing that Man Jun was here, Fang Yi thought that he was afraid that something would happen to him and take responsibility, so he immediately said: "Boss Man, don't worry, we won't blackmail you, I will stay for another day, and I will be discharged from the ......hospital the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"It's okay, Xiaofang, you stay a few more days, you don't have to worry about medical expenses......"

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Man Jun knew that he had misunderstood, and immediately said: "I came here today to trade the fan with Sun Lao, you haven't woken up before, and everyone is not in the mood to trade, now it's good that you wake up......

In the afternoon, the Manchu army took the Tang Bohu fan to one of his old customers, and the old customer was only willing to pay a price of 45,000 yuan after reading it, and the Manchu army naturally refused to sell it, not to mention that he wanted to take Sun Lianda's line, that is, Sun Lianda gave a lot more than that customer in terms of price.

Business is not human, Man Jun is still very good at being a person, the painting was not sold to that person, but he invited the other party to have a drink, so it was a little late when he came to the hospital, Sun Lao and the others were worried about Fang Yi's problem, so this noodle has not had time to trade.

"I forgot about you......"

Hearing Manjun's words, Sun Lao looked at Manjun and said: "I want this noodle, you keep an account, if you can trust me, I will send you money tomorrow, if you can't believe it, you can wait for Ming'er to give me something again......"

"Old Sun, where are you talking about this, it is safer to put things in your hands than to put them in the safe......

The Manchu army originally sold this fan in order to get closer to Sun Lianda, not to mention that Sun Lianda Ming'er would give money, and the Manchu army wished that Sun Laoqian would not get his hands on it, and then drag himself for ten or eight years.