However, Yan Zhentian didn't think much about it, although the quenching level martial artists were quite rare, it was not uncommon in some families with ancient martial arts inheritance.

What's more, a well-informed Chinese medicine saint like Yan Zhentian, although he doesn't have much strength, but after decades of medical career, he owes him a lot of acquired martial artists, and there is even no shortage of innate martial artists.

So he didn't take Ye Feng too seriously, but he was a little surprised that Ye Feng had stepped into the acquired martial artist at such a young age, and Qiao Xuerou, who had been terminally ill since he was a child, was actually okay now?

Yan Zhentian clearly remembered that when Qiao Jingtian came to him with Qiao Xuerou in his arms when he was a child, he could feel the coldness and chill emanating from Qiao Xuerou's body from a long distance.

At this time, Qiao Xuerou, whether it is from the perspective of qi and blood, or spirit, is like a normal person!

"Could it be that Qiao actually naively found the legendary Thirteen Needles Descendant of the Ghost Gate and cured Qiao Xuerou's illness?", Yan Zhentian thought in his heart

For a while, Ye Feng and Yan Zhentian both stood quietly in place and did not speak.

"Mr. Ye, Uncle Yan, you .............", seeing that neither of them took action, Zhou Xiangguo on the side was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Oh!", Ye Feng was the first to react, he stretched out his hand to check Zhou Ruikun's pulse, and then said, "Old man, don't be in a daze, quickly take out the stone needle, and in five minutes, Zhou Ruikun will be in a vegetative state!"

Hearing Ye Feng's name for him again, Yan Zhentian couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, but he obviously paid more attention to Ye Feng's judgment of Zhou Ruikun's condition.

"Little guy, maybe you know a little bit about medical skills, but the brain tumor inside Brother Ruikun's brain is already the size of half a fist of a child, and it can't be solved by acupuncture at all, the only way is to remove it."

"But it is extremely risky to use Western medicine to open the surgery, and Brother Ruikun's body can't stand it, and acupuncture and moxibustion, which is a traditional Chinese medicine treatment, can't be used as a scalpel.......... otherwise it won't be delayed until now!", Yan Zhentian snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Don't say it's you, even if the old man does it himself and spends a lot of true qi to go to acupuncture, it won't have any effect, and the reputation of my medical hall is small, but I can't watch you Brother Ruikun die in my medical hall, hurry up and send it to the hospital for rescue!", after a pause, Yan Zhentian waved his hand.

As soon as he heard this, Ye Feng's face sank, the old man was already in danger this week, and it was Qiao Xuerou who specially called him to help, since he chose to save Zhou Ruikun, he would naturally be responsible to the end.

"You can't do it, that can only mean that your level is not enough, it doesn't mean that I can't do it, take out the stone needle, don't delay me to save people!

"Not enough?", obviously, this word greatly stimulated Yan Zhentian, his wrinkled face suddenly flashed with anger, and shouted: "What a big breath! I have followed my grandfather and father to study medicine since I was sensible, and I have practiced medicine for decades, read countless people, and also saved countless people".

"The rest of Chinese medicine requires the accumulation of time the most, even if you start to rest in the womb, how old are you, dare to talk to the old ..........man like this?

"You .......... you are going to be angry with the old man!", Yan Zhentian said bitterly, he hadn't heard that anyone could treat brain tumors with true qi, so he naturally regarded Ye Feng as an acquired martial artist who was deliberately selling his medical skills in the Zhou family.

"There is no order to learn, the master is the teacher, you are still called the master of Xinglin, and you don't even understand this truth", Ye Feng also looked down on this so-called holy hand of Chinese medicine at the moment, he thought that this old man was just a little stereotypical..........

Ye Feng was deeply influenced by his second master, and he respected every doctor who treated and saved people, but the stubbornness and self-righteousness of the old man in front of him really disgusted him.

"Boy, what are you talking about, and you taught me a lesson..........", Yan Zhentian immediately blew his beard and glared, because what Ye Feng said was really right.

"Grandpa Yan..........." Seeing this, Qiao Xuerou planned to say something to Yan Zhentian.

Ye Feng waved his hand and motioned for Qiao Xuerou to retreat.

"If your medical skills are really as powerful as you say, then why don't you treat yourself?", Ye Feng said lightly, slightly disdainful of this person in his heart.

"What kind of person is this?, I don't have the ability to treat it, forget it, and brag in front of him, a miracle doctor, not to let him be treated, and plan to rely on the old and sell the old?", Ye Feng looked Yan Zhentian up and down, and said secretly.

"You......... What do you mean?", feeling Ye Feng's slightly disdainful gaze, Yan Zhentian's face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't help but feel weak in his heart.

"In the past six months, have you often felt that your waist is sore, your body is weak, you have no energy to do anything, and you are still in a cold sweat?"

Yan Zhentian consciously mistakenly lost his own waist, and he was really shocked, how could this kid see it?

He diagnosed himself, thinking that he was old, plus he had been tired recently, his kidney qi was insufficient, and he needed to replenish yang qi, but he prescribed himself a few pairs of medicines, but he never got better, and originally thought that it would take a few courses of treatment to see results.

"It's hard to be ..........."

Of course, Yan Zhentian didn't discuss it with other people in the medical hall, after all, other people's medical skills were taught by him, and no matter how much he asked, he wouldn't get other results...........

"Do you think that you have been overworked recently, and your kidneys are a little yin and yang, and you need to replenish yang energy?" Ye Feng said lightly.

While speaking, Ye Feng stretched out two fingers and gently pressed on the back of Zhou Ruikun's head, whose lips were becoming more and more purple, and Zhou Ruikun's face immediately became much better.

"Goo", with a bang, Yan Zhentian swallowed his throat in disbelief, and his face finally showed a look of shock.

Zhou Xiangguo also realized at this time that Ye Feng was just looking at Yan Zhentian through the "consultation" of looking, smelling, asking, and cutting.

It can really be said: those who look at it can see its five colors to know its disease.

Just the observation of Yan Zhentian's appearance came to Yan Zhentian's recent physical condition, and he said the treatment plan that Yan Zhentian gave him, and it seems that he was all right?!

Zhou Xiangguo couldn't help but have a twinkle in his eyes when he saw this, Qiao Xuerou really didn't perfunctory herself, although Ye Feng looked very young, she did have real talent and learning!

"According to what is said in the traditional Chinese medicine color diagnosis, 'the hands are not as cold as the elbows, the feet are not as cold as the knees, the four levels are broken, and the yang qi is too weak', so you can't say that the diagnosis you gave yourself is wrong", Ye Feng looked at Yan Zhentian who was stunned and said.

"But you haven't thought about it clearly, it's summer in the south, and it's also Huahai City, which is known as the furnace, and the yang energy is booming, but you have yang deficiency, don't you feel strange?"

"And your body function has been very different from when you were young, as the so-called 'deficiency is not replenished', most of the prescriptions you prescribe to yourself are tonics such as ginseng, but they have no effect after taking .........",

"Do you think that the body absorption of the elderly is not as good as that of the young people, and how many courses of treatment are needed to be effective?", Ye Feng glanced at the other party deeply.

"You ........... you .............", Yan Zhentian was speechless in surprise.

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