Ye Feng ignored the other party, but then added: "If you continue to make up for it according to your method, you will be seriously ill in three months, and you will continue to conclude that you are the reason for your weak yang qi."

"If you continue to take tonic medicine like ginseng, I'm afraid you'll have to go to the west..........."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, Yan Zhentian was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses and suddenly realized: "The original ......... So that's what happened...... No wonder, no wonder ......."

Yan Zhentian, who reacted, immediately broke out with a layer of fine cold sweat on his forehead, as a respected master of the apricot forest, in front of everyone, he was said by a junior like this, which can be described as a dull face.

But Yan Zhentian couldn't refute it, because following Ye Feng's train of thought, he thought about it carefully, and it was really his diagnosis that was biased.

"Hey, don't be stunned, if you don't take out the stone needle again, Old Man Zhou will really become a vegetative person!", seeing that Yan Zhentian had been stunned, Ye Feng couldn't help but remind again.

"Uncle Yan, you have also seen that Mr. Ye is indeed a real talent, you can make it convenient, let us go in!", Zhou Xiangguo was so anxious that his forehead sweated, and immediately pleaded.

"Grandpa Yan, my husband's medical skills, you can rest assured, the root of the illness I fell on when I was a child was cured by him!", Qiao Xuerou said at this time.

"That's .........", Yan Zhentian frowned, as if he was thinking about something, suddenly his eyes lit up, he looked at Qiao Xuerou with a look of surprise, and pointed in the direction of Ye Feng.

"Qiao girl, do you mean.......... this young man, he ........ him ........ cured the root of your illness when you were a child?", Yan Zhentian looked incredulous as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Qiao Xuerou's illness when she was a child was naturally clear, because the old man of the Qiao family also brought Qiao Xuerou when she was a child to find her, and he could only judge that Qiao Xuerou's mother didn't know what happened when she was pregnant in October.

As a result, Qiao Xuerou was born with a birth defect, but he had nothing to do, and then it was said that Old Man Qiao searched everywhere and finally found a master to cure Qiao Xuerou.

Could it be that the master is Ye Feng? The young man in front of him, who is a little too young, is actually a holy hand of Chinese medicine?

"Exactly!", seeing Yan Zhentian's expression, Qiao Xuerou couldn't help but wonder.

After Yan Zhentian glanced at Ye Feng with an extremely complicated face, he turned his head and said, "Come in with me.........."

Soon, under the leadership of Yan Zhentian, several people came to the elegant living room of the Yan family.

Ye Feng slowly put Zhou Ruikun on a long collapse, at this time, the old man's complexion became worse and worse, and his lips turned from purple to black, obviously the pressure of the tumor on the brain was more and more seriously affecting his blood circulation.

"You wait here for a while, I'll go get some stone needles", Yan Zhentian said lightly to everyone, and walked quickly to a room.

"By the way, your name is Zhou Xiangguo, do you have that kind of five-hundred-year-old ginseng or Ganoderma lucidum or something?", at this time, Ye Feng turned his head to look at Zhou Xiangguo.

"Yes, in order to recuperate my father's body before, I asked someone to bring two, but I said that my father's physical condition was not suitable for taking this kind of tonic medicine."

"Otherwise, it may cause blood pressure to rise in a short period of time, and even cause the blood vessels compressed by the tumor to burst suddenly, which will be life-threatening!", Zhou Xiangguo replied truthfully.

"Oh, that's good, you go and get those two ginseng plants, so that your father can wake up on the spot after the operation", Ye Feng replied.

"Surgery?", Zhou Xiangguo was stunned, didn't he want acupuncture?

"Okay, Mr. Ye, I'll have someone bring it right away!", after speaking, Zhou Xiangguo took out the phone, although he didn't know what Ye Feng wanted to do, Zhou Xiangguo decided to listen to Ye Feng's arrangement first.

"Hmm!", Ye Feng nodded, walked to the fruit plate in the living room, took a fruit knife, and in a few breaths, he peeled an apple for Qiao Xuerou, "Xuerou, let's eat an apple, it was so hot outside just now, you were sweating." ”

"Thank you, husband!", Qiao Xuerou reached out and took the apple handed over by Ye Feng, she was indeed a little thirsty.

At this time, Zhou Xiangguo had just hung up the phone, and when he turned to look at his father, his face suddenly changed drastically.

Because he found that Ye Feng was holding a fruit knife that looked quite sharp at this time, and kept gesturing at the back of Zhou Ruikun's head........

Thinking of the "operation" that Ye Feng said before, Zhou Xiangguo's face was not only pale, "The operation that Ye Feng said will not be .......... with that fruit knife"

As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Xiangguo's face was about to turn into black charcoal, but he didn't know how to tell Ye Feng, for fear of offending Ye Feng, he could only turn his eyes to Qiao Xuerou for help........

"Husband, don't scare him..........", looking at Zhou Xiangguo, whose face was getting paler, and Ye Feng, who was flying with a knife, Qiao Xuerou felt a little funny in her heart, and couldn't help but remind her.

"Oh, I've already figured out how to operate later", hearing Qiao Xuerou's words, Ye Feng put the fruit knife back.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiangguo breathed a heavy sigh of relief, sat on the mahogany chair in the living room, and breathed heavily...........

At this time, Yan Zhentian also returned, holding a delicate rosewood locket in both hands, and then carefully placed it in front of Ye Feng.

"This is the stone needle that my grandfather handed down, and the stone needle polished with the finest Sibin pumice stone mentioned in the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing" is a treasure of traditional Chinese medicine and an heirloom of our Yan family", Yan Zhentian pointed to the purple trembling wooden box and said with a respectful and proud expression.

Ye Feng didn't bother to listen to Yan Zhentian's emotion at all, he opened the box directly, took out one of them, and pricked it lightly on his arm, while tapping it lightly with his fingers.

The slender stone needle suddenly emits a pure, beautiful, metallic sound.

"It's not bad, although it's not made of tiger stripe rock, but it's true", Ye Feng nodded and said.

"It's just not bad?", hearing Ye Feng's words, Yan Zhentian next to him wanted to scold.

He is the chairman of the dignified Yan Group, a well-known master of the apricot forest, will he use fake stones to pit him as a hairy boy? Or is it in his own home?

And listening to the meaning of the kid, he still thought that this stone needle was made of tiger striped rock? Tiger striped rock is a legendary artifact-level thing, where can I find it?

Ye Feng didn't notice Yan Zhentian's expression, he took out eight stone needles from the box again, and a fiery red aura came out of his body, swimming in the direction of the nine stone needles, and disappeared after reaching the tip of the needle.

Everyone was in the hall equipped with central air conditioning, and suddenly felt an unusually hot breath coming, and it disappeared abruptly.

"It's sterilized, this stone needle is better than I imagined", feeling the temperature from a few stone needles, Ye Feng said to himself.

"..........", Yan Zhentian on the side was about to burst out, and finally swallowed it back, because he saw a scene he had only heard about as his father telling stories.......