Men are always stronger than women, and at this critical moment, Song Daming can only choose to believe in Chen Feng.

He nodded slowly, didn't say anything, and helped his wife Zhou Fang, who was already crying, down the attic.

"Let's go, let's go prepare some wine and food, and when the two benefactors cure our Xiaolin, we will have a good meal."

Chen Feng must be in his heart, although Song Lin's illness is really rare, but with his lifelong medical skills, there is no incurable disease in the world.

As long as you concentrate and meditate and give full play, you are still 70% sure of this heart surgery.

There are three floors left, and it depends on the destiny of heaven.

Looking at Dr. Mo, who looked a little stiff next to him, Chen Feng smiled calmly.

"Without further ado, let's get started, with Dr. Raumo by my side to assist me, and if there is anything that needs to be corrected along the way, you might as well say it directly."

Dr. Mo swallowed, this was probably the most difficult operation he had ever had in his career.

He is not an arrogant person, and he knows that there are many capable people in this world, and there are even more mountains beyond the mountains. This Chen Feng seems to be young, but he is a medical expert, and it is an honor to be his assistant!

"Okay, don't worry!"

Chen Feng also believes that this assistant will be the most suitable one.

I saw that in an instant, several utensils in Chen Feng's hands were in his hands at the same time, and the knife fell and fell, cutting Song Lin's beautiful skin with one knife.

After the skin and flesh were separated, the blood and organs inside were suddenly revealed, but Chen Feng did not hesitate at all, he was decisive and resolute, and all kinds of utensils in his hands were flying around, but it was extremely reasonable.

The kind of knife to use in each position, and the timing of the change of equipment, are all done in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Chen Feng's dazzling and dizzying magical knife technique, he was able to shuttle freely in this small square inch world, and Dr. Mo next to him was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Is this still human?

Dr. Mo is not an ordinary doctor who has never seen the world, graduated from a famous medical school, and then served as the chief physician of the heart in a tertiary hospital, proficient in Chinese and Western medicine, and is a top talent in the industry.

It was only later that he was dissatisfied with the many dark sides of the system and finally left the big hospital and returned here to open a small clinic.

He has been in the industry for more than 20 years, and has participated in many large-scale cardiac surgery exchanges and practices at home and abroad, but he has never seen Chen Feng with such a miraculous skill.

What's even more amazing is that Chen Feng did not inject Song Lin with sleeping or anesthetic drugs before the operation, and ordinary people must have cried in pain when they were cut by sharp weapons. But after a series of knife techniques, Song Lin's face only showed a slight pain.

It can be seen how outstanding Chen Feng's skills are.

Magical?

Dr. Mo shook his head.

It's supposed to be terrifying.

Dr. Mo was holding a white towel in his hand, which was originally prepared for Chen Feng, but he found that in the end, it was himself who was sweating profusely.

The two of them were engrossed in their attention, and they didn't dare to slack off for a moment.

Dr. Mo kept handing the knife to Chen Feng and washing the knife next to him, and the two of them showed the selflessness and fearlessness of the doctor's benevolence in this gloomy attic.

"Are you alright?"

Seeing that Chen Feng's hands that moved at a high frequency like knitting sweaters finally stopped, Dr. Mo hurriedly wiped his sweat.

Three hours of high concentration, and when it was three o'clock in the morning, Chen Feng's face was dim, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

After all, there is something that Dr. Mo can't see.

That's spiritual power.

Chen Feng continued to inject spiritual power into Song Lin's body, firstly, it could speed up the healing of the wound, secondly, reduce Song Lin's pain, and the third most important thing was to stabilize her life.

Therefore, Chen Feng's consumption is difficult for Dr. Mo to predict.

"Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, and the last step is to stitch, but it is also the most difficult level......"

"Sir, if you can trust me, leave the stitching to me."

Although Dr. Mo was amazed by Chen Feng's knife technique, he thought that sewing was not a difficult skill, and hoped to relieve Chen Feng of a little pressure.

Chen Feng was already overdrawn, but he still gritted his teeth and shook his head at Doctor Mo.

"Help me turn on the light, I can't see clearly."

Chen Feng felt dizzy, and the light here was really not strong.

"Good ......"

Dr. Mo found another desk lamp and aimed it at Song Lin's chest.

I saw that Chen Feng was in a state of almost collapse, and the suturing technique was as delicate and delicate as embroidery, wandering between the wounds, and perfectly stitching up every millimeter of skin and flesh and blood vessels, which was called a seamless.

Dr. Mo was once again shocked by Chen Feng's skills, the gap was too big, and there was a world of difference.

Dr. Mo was ashamed, if he had been the one who had done the surgery just now, I was afraid that Song Lin's beautiful breasts would leave a scar that would linger for a lifetime, which was tantamount to a fatal injury for a girl.

I may not even dare to wear a bikini in the future.

But Chen Feng's technique, after the wound healing is completed in the future, I am afraid that there will not be a trace left.

"Mr. is really the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, Bian Que is reborn!"

Dr. Mo's eyes were fixed on the last silk thread being stitched, and he was so excited that he almost jumped up from the ground.

Chen Feng's body couldn't stand it, four hours and every second counted, his mind was highly concentrated, and he was so tired that he sat directly on the floor.

And Dr. Mo happily wiped the blood stains from Song Lin's wounds.

After Song Daming and Zhou Fang prepared the meal, they had been paying attention to the movements upstairs, and hurriedly came up to inquire about the situation at this time.

Seeing that Dr. Mo and Chen Feng both had smiles on their faces, they were so happy that they burst into tears of happiness.

"Mr. Chen, Doctor Mo, life-saving grace, my old Song is really going to repay you as a cow and a horse for the rest of my life! Hurry up, the meal is ready, you must all be hungry! Fill your stomach first. ”

Song Daming helped Chen Feng up, and the two husbands and wives were extremely enthusiastic, and took out good wine and food to reward the two benefactors.

Dr. Mo admired Chen Feng so much today, and at the dinner table, he immediately raised a glass of old Qingdao to respect Chen Feng.

"Sir, my name is Mo Haokun, and I opened the Haokun clinic at the corner of the street in front of me. I don't know what to call a gentleman? ”

Chen Feng also raised a glass to greet him, smiling and waving his hand.

"Doctor Mo, don't be too polite, my name is Chen Feng, and I have little qualifications, so you should call me Xiao Chen."

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

Mo Haokun seemed to have been humiliated, and this kind of master was called a junior again, which simply tortured him.

"Mr. Chen, which big hospital are you in?"

Mo Haokun's words immediately raised the questions of Song Daming and Zhou Fang.

With such brilliant medical skills and such a young age, he must be a genius doctor in a big hospital.

You may even be the attending physician of a top hospital abroad!

Because of the level of medical skills in China, Mo Haokun couldn't understand it anymore, and it was difficult to have a genius like Chen Feng.

Who knew that Chen Feng's next sentence directly made the three people in the seat dumbfounded.

"I'm just a small security guard in the Shengtang Group."

"Security?"

The three of them looked at each other, a little suspicious of their ears.

But after a few seconds of silence, Mo Haokun suddenly sighed.

"The security guards are good, the security guards are comfortable."

Since ancient times, the big has been hidden in the city, and the small has been hidden in the wild.

Chen Feng, this is super hidden.

Ashamed!

Mo Haokun thought that he had been treated a little unfairly, so he left the big hospital in a fit of anger. I haven't been able to let go of it all these years, and I'm haunted by it.

But not as free and easy as this little brother.

Mo Haokun ate some food, watched Chen Feng gobble up, eating heartlessly, he really envied his otherworldliness.

After a table of wine and food, Chen Feng, Mo Haokun, and Song Daming, the three big men, pushed the cups and changed the lamps, and drank until dawn.

And Zhou Fang Gu Nu was anxious, and went upstairs to see her sleeping daughter Song Lin for a while, and fried a few side dishes for them for a while, but she was also tired and happy.

At six o'clock in the morning, Song Daming and Mo Haokun couldn't drink as much as Chen Feng, he usually just didn't drink, and when he drank it, he was not drunk.

The two of them had fallen asleep on the table.

Chen Feng has cultivated deeply, and his foundation is solid, and this amount of alcohol is comfortable if he slows down.

Looking at the time, it was dawn and it was almost time to go to work.

Chen Feng rubbed his eyes and got up to say hello to Zhou Fang.

"Aunt Zhou, I have to go to work, let's go first, take time to see Song Lin another day, just call me at any time if there is anything."

Zhou Fang looked at Chen Feng, with kind eyebrows, and there was a sense of reluctance.

"Master Chen....... are you Chen Zhengxiong, Master Chen?"

Zhou Fang affectionately shouted a puzzling word.

But Chen Feng's whole body stiffened, and his footsteps stopped.

Chen Zhengxiong, this is Chen Feng's name thirty years ago.

He remembered telling Zhou Fang that he was Chen Zhengxiong's descendant, what? Will she call herself by that name?

Chen Feng's eyes moistened instantly, and when she glanced back at Zhou Fang, her nose was also sour, her eyes were red, and tears burst out of her eyes at once.

"Aunt Zhou, you misunderstood, I am Chen Zhengxiong's descendant."

Chen Feng was a little nervous, his identity was not that he couldn't be known, but it was just too scary.

Who can accept an immortal person?

That's not hell to go.

But Zhou Fang looked at Chen Feng with tears in her eyes: "Although I can't believe it, I just think that you look too similar to Master Chen." But I just saw a scar on your arm. This is a scar unique to Master Chen. ”

Chen Feng raised his right hand, and there was a scar under his arm, which was very hidden. That's right, this red scar, like a bolt of lightning, is very peculiar, it is another bloody history that is covered.

Chen Feng didn't know how to explain, and was a little speechless for a while.

Zhou Fang is a person who has experienced life and death, and she witnessed the destruction of the Chen family, so she can guard secrets better than ordinary people.

"I'll call you Xiao Chen, and I won't ask you anything. You saved Xiao Lin's life, if there is anything you want to know, I will not hide it from you anymore. ”

Zhou Fang suddenly lowered his voice and looked at Chen Feng with a wave on his face.

Sure enough, Zhou Fang was the maid of the Chen family back then, Li Hua.

Goodbye old man, Chen Feng was also very excited, silent, Chen Feng snorted and cried, and hugged Zhou Fang tightly, then took a deep breath several times, and after adjusting his emotions, he grabbed Zhou Fang's arm with both hands:

"Aunt Zhou, tell me what happened to the Chen family back then? Why was it destroyed? ”