The entrance of the Bright Garden.

Zhao Chenfeng saw Pang Ye.

"Doctor Zhao, here's the thing, Mr. Tian's father has always had an old illness, and this time he came to Beijing City specifically to seek medical treatment."

Tian Yongxin on the side explained: "The old man often sweats, and sometimes his body is cold like an ice lump. I've been to almost all the hospitals I can go to all over the country. The results of the examination were all serious, but the constitution was a little weak."

The more Tian Yongxin spoke, the more ugly his face became.

"But whenever the old man gets sick, it's really scary. It's like... It's like a dead man who has just crawled out of a coffin, and his whole body has turned blue and purple."

Zhao Chenfeng was also curious when he heard it.

He had never seen such a symptom before.

Let Tian Yongxin lead the way now.

He hadn't taken a few steps when a voice came from behind him.

"Mr. Tian!"

Zhao Chenfeng turned around and found that the person who came was actually Ke Zhijia and his son.

After Ke Zhijia saw Zhao Chenfeng, he said in a dissatisfied tone, "Why are you everywhere?"

Zhao Chenfeng smiled, "I'm also curious about this question!"

"You... I know..."Tian Yongxin was a little surprised.

Ke Wen smiled disdainfully.

"Uncle Tian, don't blame me for not reminding you, this person is not a miracle doctor. If you ask him to see Grandpa Tian, it will be a matter of losing money and killing you."

Tian Yongxin's face froze.

Pang Ye's face on the side also turned cold.

Ke Zhijia saw Zhao Chenfeng and did not react at all.

He proposed, "So, since it has come." I'll show you what real Chinese medicine is."

Tian Yongxin said, hurriedly leading the way.

Ke Wen said with a smile: "Boy, my dad will see a doctor in a while, and you will study the side." It's a rare opportunity."

Zhao Chenfeng didn't hear it.

Pang Ye cast an inquiring look.

That means: Who are these two?

Zhao Chenfeng's lips moved slightly.

Although there was no sound, Pang Ye still understood, what Zhao Chenfeng said was: "Two ***!"

After entering the house, an old man in a tunic was sitting in the living room.

Ke Zhijia said politely, "Uncle Tian, I have been abroad before, doing Chinese medicine learning and exchange. I'm so sorry to come to see you today."...

Tian Hong smiled and waved his hand, and was about to speak, but coughed several times in a row.

Ke Zhijia squatted beside Tian Hong and said with concern, "Uncle Tian, do you still feel cold? Recently, I have developed a set of acupuncture techniques to treat your condition."

Seeing that Ke Zhijia came up, he began to set up.

Pang Ye touched Zhao Chenfeng dissatisfiedly and motioned for him to behave as well.

But Zhao Chenfeng frowned and kept looking around.

From the moment he entered, he smelled a peculiar smell.

Corpse gas!

It's the same as the last time I was in the Wangchi Club, and the smell of the Tao was similar.

It's just that in Wang Chi's private room, the smell is mixed with a touch of blood.

And at this time, Mr. Tian's family is like this.... More like the stench of a mound.

Tian Hong patted Ke Zhijia on the shoulder.

"I'm not in a hurry to see a doctor.... Who are these...?"

Tian Yongxin hurriedly introduced.

After hearing that Zhao Chenfeng was also a doctor, Tian Hong waved his hand: "Young man, I appreciate your kindness. With Zhijia here, I won't bother you. Please come back."

Ke Zhijia said, "Don't, Uncle Tian, let this kid see what real Chinese medicine is. lest when you think you know how to do something, you go out and brag about it. It's a small matter to cheat people out of money, and if you kill someone, it won't be good."

Zhao Chenfeng can't see it the most, this kind of person who has no ability and has to pretend to be forced.

So he said unceremoniously, "Okay, I've been tricked,

Let's get started."

Ke Zhijia was not angry and began to take the pulse.

Then he stretched out his hand and pressed it on Tian Hong's spleen.

I started asking again if there was anything wrong with me lately.

Tian Hong replied seriously, it was nothing more than that he occasionally felt extremely cold at night.

The bones of the whole body are like being pricked by needles.

Zhao Chenfeng listened quietly beside him.

But his face became a little ugly.

It wasn't because of how complicated the disease was, but because he found that the special smell really came from Tian Hong's mouth.

How is this possible?

Waiting for Ke Zhijia to finish the diagnosis, Zhao Chenfeng couldn't help it.

"Old Man Tian, can I give you a pulse?"

Tian Hong glanced at Ke Zhijia in embarrassment.

The latter waved his hand generously.

"It doesn't matter, it's a good thing that young people want to learn! If Uncle Tian doesn't mind, let this kid try it."

Tian Hong smiled and stretched out his hand.

Zhao Chenfeng put his fingers together, and immediately felt two different breaths.

A kind of heat is incomparably hot, like the true qi that is about to break through the realm.

Another wisp of breath, silent like stagnant water, quietly lurking in the body.

Zhao Chenfeng frowned.

If your judgment is correct, that faint breath is the true qi of the old man himself.

Although it is weak, it is in harmony with the essence.

What's going on?

How is it that an ordinary person has two kinds of cultivators' breath in his body?

Seeing Zhao Chenfeng frowning, Ke Zhijia spoke.

"Alright, your acting skills are good. Don't be embarrassed, let me give the old man an acupuncture."

Zhao Chenfeng couldn't figure out the situation for the time being, so he could only retreat to the side without saying a word.

Ke Zhijia invited Old Man Tian to the bed.

After taking off the top, start the stitching.

Whenever a silver needle pierced the acupoint, Tian Hong groaned comfortably.

As the silver needle continued to pierce in, Tian Hong could clearly feel that a warm current was passing through the limbs.

Everywhere he passed, it was warm and comfortable, and his whole body was extremely relaxed.

Zhao Chenfeng watched from the side for a while, and suddenly reacted to something.

Ke Zhijia's medical skills do have two tricks.

This set of stitches can also be regarded as quite exquisite.

But just... Used in the wrong place!

This is a set of acupuncture methods for generating yang and pressing yin!

"Stop, if you continue like this, you will kill the old man."

Ke Zhijia's hand, which was originally as steady as Mount Tai, suddenly trembled.

Ke Wen was on the side and scolded, "*** Looking for death! If it affects my father's needle, I'll tear your dog's mouth apart."

Ke Zhijia stabilized his mind.

"Look, be quiet. If something happens, even if the son of the city chief is here, you can't afford to take this responsibility!"

After speaking, his eyes lit up, and the silver needle in his hand pierced into the Huihai acupoint accurately.

Tian Hong suddenly felt that the warm breath in his body had become bigger.

At this time, the whole person is fluttering, as if soaking in warm spring water.

Zhao Chenfeng was shocked again!

"Stop! If you go on like this, you're going to die! You've made the wrong stitch, and it's still too late to get first aid."

"You're endless, aren't you?"

Ke Wen stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Chenfeng's collar.

Tian Hong said slowly, "Young man, I'm very comfortable now. If you don't want to study, leave early. Don't delay Zhijia from treating me."

"Hehe, heal!" Zhao Chenfeng sneered, "I don't know it's dying yet! He's asking for your life."