Su Weijun was paralyzed on the hospital bed, almost killed by Chen Feng!

It's all at this juncture, and you're still interested in drinking tea?

Isn't this purely deliberate torture?

But the severe pain of meridian atrophy made Su Weijun unable to speak half a sentence anymore, and could only look at each other.

Jiang Lan's heart tightened, and she couldn't care about anything else, so she immediately hurried out of the ward.

As the door of the ward opened, the archaeological members standing in the corridor all cast their gazes, and when they saw Su Weijun's appearance, they were even more surprised.

"Su Weijun actually woke up?"

"Why did Jiang Lan run out in a panic?"

"Definitely go and inform the doctor!"

"Chen Feng, this stinky boy, is definitely dead!"

Seeing this formation, Professor Wen was about to push the door in, but before his hand touched the door, the inside was directly locked, and he couldn't see the situation at all.

Professor Wen suddenly raised his eyebrows, but he was embarrassed to forcibly knock on the door, thinking that since Su Weijun had woken up, then Chen Feng would definitely not end well, he had to do something for Chen Feng, otherwise Chen Feng would really have an accident, and his conscience was really disturbed.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Jiang Lan finally came back from outside.

However, Jiang Lan at this moment is not as everyone imagined, bringing a doctor over.

On the contrary, Jiang Lan was carefully holding a cup of hot Pu'er tea in her hand.

This extremely abnormal scene made all the figures in the corridor dumbfounded.

I saw Jiang Lan holding Pu'er tea, paused tremblingly, raised her hand and knocked on the door, and said, "Chen... Mr. Chen, the Pu'er tea you asked for is here! ”

As soon as these words came out, they shocked the four seats!

Professor Wen was struck by lightning and froze in place.

The door of the ward was reopened, and this time everyone's eyes finally saw the specific situation inside.

Su Weijun woke up, but his whole body was convulsed, full of pain.

Chen Tianli, Chen Guocai, Chen Mingxue, Chen Mingya, Su Haoran, and Zhou Xiangrong all revolve around Chen Feng.

Chen Feng, on the other hand, sat on a chair by the window, with a leisurely attitude.

"Here comes tea." Chen Feng raised his hand slightly.

"Yes!" Jiang Lan didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly walked inside, standing in front of Chen Feng with tea in both hands.

"Since ancient times, tea has been a ceremony, so the number of ceremonies to admit mistakes in tea is naturally not less." Chen Feng said lightly.

"Mr. Chen, please drink tea!" Jiang Lan was so anxious that she was about to cry, so she had to kneel on one knee on the ground according to Chen Feng's request, bow her head to serve tea, and serve the hot tea with both hands.

For a while, everyone outside the door was moved.

"What's going on?" Professor Wen looked confused, he was still thinking about how to intercede for Chen Feng just now, but the result was not what he thought, but Jiang Lan was respectful, kneeling down to ask for tea and admit his mistake? That's incredible!

To know Jiang Lan's character, he knows best, he is purely a shrew among shrews!

"Not bad." Chen Feng hooked the corners of his mouth, and finally reached out to take the tea and took a sip slowly.

"Mr. Chen, please save Wei Jun, it's too late to delay any longer." Jiang Lan said urgently.

"Wait until I finish this cup of tea, don't worry." Chen Feng is slow and methodical.

The corner of Su Weijun's eyes, looking at this picture, wanted to divide Chen Feng's five horses, but the severe pain became more and more intense, so that he had no choice at all, and he didn't even want to experience it a second time, and secretly waited for Lao Tzu's illness to be cured, and see how Lao Tzu cleaned up your stinky boy!

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

After a full five minutes, Chen Feng's cup of Pu'er tea finally finished drinking.

At this time, everyone standing outside the door also widened their eyes.

Chen Feng stood up calmly and came to Su Weijun's bedside again.

Su Weijun's facial features were distorted, and his eyes glared viciously.

"Stare at me again?" Chen Feng frowned.

"Weijun, don't make trouble, Mr. Chen wants to save you!" Jiang Lan urged urgently.

Su Weijun gritted his back molars, so he had to put away his fierce gaze, and he almost scolded Chen Feng more than a thousand times in his heart.

"Mr. Chen, please start seeking medical attention!" Su Haoran bent down slightly and stretched out his hand to please.

Chen Feng nodded, then rolled up his sleeves and walked the meridians with his fingers.

Within five minutes, Su Weijun's meridians atrophied, and if it was really suppressed, the pain gradually subsided.

After Su Weijun felt the changes in his body, he suddenly became proud, and said proudly: "Chen Feng, you stinky boy, now that my illness has been cured, I want to see what you do next, I want you to know what the consequences are!" ”

"Dad, what are you doing here? You should thank Mr. Chen! Su Haoran was almost angry.

"What am I thanking him for? I wish he were dead. Su Weijun's fierce expression.

"Wei Jun, I forgot to tell you just now, the pain you just had is like a side effect, and it will attack every three days in the future, if you don't ask Mr. Chen for help in time, you will still die." Jiang Lan said with an embarrassed expression.

"What? I'm not getting better, and I have to have a seizure every three days? Doesn't that mean that my Su Weijun's life has been firmly pinched in my hands by Chen Feng, a stinky boy? Su Weijun was shocked.

"Wei Jun, hurry up and admit your mistake." Jiang Lan persuaded.

"That's it, you don't have to admit your mistakes, I won't accept them if you admit them, I don't know what to do, wait for you to die." Chen Feng shook his head, shook his hand and left.