Suddenly pushed by Ye Feng, Manager Yang almost didn't stand firm and stumbled down the steps. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey! I created an opportunity for you the night before yesterday, and you didn't take it. At this time, you also took the initiative to push me out, young master, are you really ...... Ay! Manager Yang pointed at the closed door, and when he turned around to leave, Manager Yang suddenly smelled the stench in the air, and saw his expression change, and he turned to look at the closed door again.

"Something is wrong, how can there be such a stink in Miss Han's room? In addition, the young master has never been rough with me, how did he push me out just now? Why did you close the door in a panic? ”

Manager Yang suddenly felt that something was wrong with this, and as for what was wrong, Manager Yang couldn't say anything.

Looking at Ye Feng, who had closed the door of the room, he didn't care about the pungent and unpleasant smell in the room, and came directly to the bed.

"To ...... What's going on? Ye Feng's eyes were fixed on Han Zidie on the bed, and his mind seemed to be halfway split by muffled thunder, and there was a roar.

Regardless of the difference between men and women, Ye Feng hurriedly straightened Han Zidie, who had closed her eyes, grabbed the clothes on the side and put them on her indiscriminately, and gently let her lie flat on the bed.

"What the hell is going on? Could it be true that as the manager said, my Ye family broke into the villains? Ye Feng paced back and forth in the room, never leaving Han Zidie for a moment.

Ye Feng couldn't understand what was going on, but Han Zidie was disheveled, and accurately explained that in the past two days and one night, something that he didn't know had indeed happened.

"The door is unlocked, and Sister Purple Butterfly's clothes are untidy. Damn, what the hell is going on? Ye Feng seemed to be crazy, pacing back and forth in the room.

After walking back and forth for more than ten times, when Ye Feng came to Han Zidie's side again, his footsteps paused, and he raised his nose and sniffed the stench in the room.

"This ...... This stink...... How is it so familiar? And there is also a smell of medicine mixed with it, which is ....... Ye Feng frowned, inhaled the stench again, and after a while, his eyes flashed and he panicked: "**grass, it's the smell of **grass." ”

**Grass is a kind of nervous herb that can anesthetize people, and people who walk the rivers and lakes basically know this kind of herb.

It's not that this herb is hard to find, but that the grass is usually crushed into powder by people, and then placed in a chimney, as long as the powder in the chimney is lit and blown, smoke with anesthetic effects will waft out.

This smoke is extraordinary, not only can it anesthetize people's nerves, but it can also be life-threatening if you inhale too much.

Of course, very few people use ** grass to kill people, because the time to kill people is too long, and most people use it to charm people.

And the people who usually use the most ** grass on the rivers and lakes are all thieves who look for flowers and ask willows to pick flowers.

"Could it be that my Ye Mansion really came to pick flowers?"

Thinking of this, the green tendons on Ye Feng's forehead suddenly burst out, and his handsome face was suddenly filled with killing intent.

What Ye Feng hated most was the flower picking thief, and the degree of hatred far exceeded that of the bandits who robbed the house. At least the bandits still have a little kindness, as long as they are willing to break the money, the bandits may not kill people in the end. But flower picking thieves are different, often sneaking into women's boudoirs late at night, and the women who are killed afterwards will kill themselves.

Therefore, when the people of the rivers and lakes saw the evil bandits, they might let him live, but when they encountered the flower picking thieves, they all killed them with swords.

Looking at Han Zidie, who had his eyes closed, Ye Feng frowned again, sniffed the stench again, and wondered: "This smell is too familiar, where have you smelled it?" ”

Ye Feng scratched his head, thought about it carefully, and suddenly waved his hand and exclaimed, "Yes!" It was when I woke up. At that time, the house was filled with a rancid smell, which was slightly different from this smell, but not much different. ”

Ye Feng hurriedly turned around and came to the door, opened the door and said to Manager Yang: "Chief, hurry up and ask the doctor in the town, just say that there are people in Ye Mansion who are dying...... Hey? How did I forget about this stubble? ”

Before Ye Feng finished speaking, he hurriedly turned around and ran to Han Zidie's bed.

Manager Yang outside the door was stunned, he was blinded by Ye Feng's strange behavior.

This time Ye Feng didn't close the door, Manager Yang looked into the room with a probe, and then waved his hand to dispel the smell and walked in.

"Huh? She's in the house, huh? Seeing Han Zidie on the bed, Manager Yang spoke softly. When he saw Ye Feng taking Han Zidie's pulse, Manager Yang was stunned again: "Young Master, you ...... What are you doing? Could it be ...... You became a doctor? ”

Ye Feng swept Mr. Yang from the corner of his eyes, slowly closed his eyes without saying a word, and put his left index finger, middle finger and ring finger on Han Zidie's wrist, and the three fingers were sometimes pressed down and sometimes raised.

This can make Manager Yang stunned, when he found that Ye Feng closed his eyes and looked serious, and Han Zidie closed his eyes tightly as if he was asleep, Manager Yang realized that something must be wrong here, so he stopped saying anything, and stood aside and quietly looked at Ye Feng and Han Zidie.

About a quarter of an hour passed, Ye Feng withdrew his left hand to control the pulse, gently put Han Zidie's arm back into the mattress, and slowly stood up.

"Young master! You...... What are you? Manager Yang frowned puzzled, looked at Ye Feng, who was facing away from him, and asked suspiciously.

Ye Feng's gloomy complexion eased slightly, but there was a doubt between his eyebrows, and he muttered, "The pulse is stable and vigorous." The dantian has vitality, and the second pulse of Ren Du has been opened. Blame...... It's weird. ”

"Young master? What do you say? Why can't the old slave understand a word? Manager Yang looked at Han Zidie, turned his head and asked again.

Ye Feng came back to his senses, walked to the desk in the room, picked up the pen, spread out a blank piece of paper, and wrote a handwriting like a cloud.

"Boss! You take this piece of paper to the pharmacy and ask the owner of the pharmacy to grab the medicine according to the prescription. When he returned, he asked the servant to bring the medicine to him. ”

"This ...... This...... Young master, this thing you wrote...... It's better for the old slave to ask for a big ....... After taking the prescription, Manager Yang said with a squeaky expression.

Ye Feng knew that Manager Yang didn't believe that he knew how to heal, and he didn't want to explain too much to Manager Yang at the moment, so he said, "Okay! Hurry up and do it. ”

"Good...... All right! ”

Manager Yang nodded dejectedly, turned around and left with the prescription.

Returning to the bed with his hands behind his back, Ye Feng stared at Han Zidie with a solemn expression, and his heart was already filled with shocking waves.

"The Shougong sand on Sister Purple Butterfly's arm is still there, and it can be concluded that she has not been persecuted by the gangsters. She has vitality in her dantian again, and the second pulse of Ren Du has not been opened for a long time, who broke into Sister Purple Butterfly's room? And why did you help her get through the second vein of Ren Du? ”

After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly flashed, and a person suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Could it be...... Is that the old woman? ”

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