Yang Xue put the prescription in her pocket as if she had obtained a treasure.

Go out and go to the pharmacy to buy medicine.

Song Feng pulled a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, chatting with Yang Haishan without a match.

"Little Divine Doctor, do you have anything to say?"

After chatting for a few words, Yang Haishan found that the corners of Song Feng's eyes were a little solemn.

There seems to be something unspeakable.

"You're right, I do have something to say to you."

Song Feng opened his mouth and said: "The medicines on the prescription can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. ”

"The root cause of your injuries is that your internal organs are attacked by cold, and it is difficult to fully recover with medicine alone."

"It needs to be combined with acupuncture to achieve the effect of treating the symptoms and curing the root cause."

"It's just ......"

Song Feng paused.

"But what?

Yang Haishan asked.

"It's just that during the acupuncture process, you will feel extremely painful."

Song Feng considered his tone and described what kind of pain the old man would feel during the acupuncture process.

This pain is like thousands of steel needles piercing the body.

Every inch of skin trembles with pain.

The warrior is still difficult to hold.

Not to mention Yang Haishan, who has been ill for a long time.

Worried that Yang Haishan would not be able to stand the pain and would die with a whimper.

Song Feng hesitated to use Jiuyang acupuncture treatment.

Without the Jiuyang acupuncture method, there are no other means.

It can replace acupuncture and repair severely damaged organs.

"I'll thank the little doctor for thinking about me first, it's okay, you can come."

Yang Haishan put on a resolute look.

When he practiced martial arts, Yang Haishan didn't know how much hardship he had suffered.

Have confidence with strong willpower.

The pain of low-end acupuncture.

"Sir, you'd better think again."

Song Feng said solemnly: "This kind of pain is not from mild to severe, but in one step. ”

"The first silver needle can make you faint."

"The pain caused by each silver needle is extremely intense."

"Don't say any more, the little miracle doctor, my current situation is not much better than that of the dead."

Yang Haishan smiled gloomily.

"You give me a chance to live, I'm willing to gamble."

Rather than live like this, it is better to gamble with your own life.

Won a million profits.

It's not a big deal to lose.

Even if the body continues to deteriorate, can it be worse than it is now?

If she dies, her granddaughter may also be freed.

"Wait a minute."

After making sure that Yang Haishan was ready, Song Feng didn't say much.

He pulled out the silver pin bag he had brought with him from his pocket.

I opened the cloth bag and pulled out dozens of silver needles inside.

Ready, Song Feng pinched the tail of the silver needle with two fingers.

It was pierced into one of Yang Haishan's acupuncture points.

"Ah!!h

In the next second, a terrible scream came out of Yang Haishan's mouth.

Beads of sweat covered Yang Haishan's body in an instant.

Song Feng said: "The old gentleman must hold on. ”

"Once treatment is started, giving up halfway can lead to undoing all the work."

"I didn't ...... No problem, I can hold on! ”

Yang Haishan was sweating profusely.

The whole figure was fished out of the water.

Song Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

The true qi of the foundation was followed along the tail of the silver needle and injected into Yang Haishan's body.

The second needle pierced into the skin, and Yang Haishan screamed in pain again.

The two eyes were white.

In the end, Yang Haishan survived.

Defeated the pain with willpower.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Haishan's body was full of silver needles.

A large amount of true qi followed the silver needle, one after another, into the body.

At a speed that is difficult to see with the naked eye, Yang Haishan's internal organs are repaired.

Half an hour later, Song Feng pulled out these silver needles one by one.

With the silver needle in his hand, Song Feng couldn't help but shudder.

One by one, the silver needles became cold and piercing.

"Old man, the cold qi in your body has been sucked out by these silver needles, and your internal organs have also been fundamentally cured."

Song Feng said with a smile: "After drinking the medicine in a while, your body will be much easier." ”

"Thank you little doctor for saving your life."

Yang Haishan took a few breaths.

"Little doctor don't blame, I have a question, I don't know whether to ask it or not."

"You should be asking, after the injury is healed, can you continue to cultivate martial arts?"

Song Feng asked rhetorically.

"The divine doctor deserves to be a divine doctor, and I can't hide anything from you in my heart."

"If the old gentleman wants to listen to comforting words, I can tell you that after the injury is healed, you can practice martial arts."

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"And what about the truth?"

Yang Haishan became complicated.

Song Feng said honestly: "You can practice martial arts, but it is impossible for you to grow again. ”

"The reason why I ask this question is nothing more than to make my martial arts go further, have sufficient strength, and take revenge with one arrow, right?"

Seeing Yang Haishan nodding and admitting, Song Feng said: "Please listen to my advice, the gap between you and that person is more than doubled." ”

"Even if you continue to cultivate for ten years, you won't be able to catch up with half of that person's cultivation."

"In other words, I have no chance of revenge in my life?"

Yang Haishan said with grief and indignation.

Song Feng said frankly: "I don't know why you and that person have such a big hatred. ”

"There are only two sentences that can tell you, unless you encounter a great opportunity, otherwise, there is no hope of revenge in this life."

"Alas, it seems that God is like this, he was not his opponent back then, he has been sick for so many years, I am afraid that his strength is even worse than him, thank you little doctor for telling me the truth."

Yang Shanhe showed a self-deprecating wry smile.

After a while, Yang Xue returned from buying medicine.

Carrying a plastic bag containing medicinal herbs, he entered the bedroom and asked Song Feng to check it.

See if she bought it wrong.

Song Feng probably checked it.

The quality of the medicinal materials is average, but fortunately, there is no mistake in buying it.

It took an hour for Song Feng to boil the medicinal herbs into a medicinal soup.

Give it to Yang Xue, and Yang Xue will feed it to Yang Haishan to drink.

Through Song Feng's repeated treatments, Yang Haishan's condition improved greatly.

Compared to a few hours, the physical condition has changed drastically.

Before, Yang Haishan was lying on the bed, like a living dead.

Or a dry corpse that can breathe.

At this moment, Yang Haishan's situation is no different from that of a normal old man.

The only difference is that the body is too thin.

This is caused by long-term illness and malnutrition.

Song Feng left a medicine diet treatment order.

Through medicinal dietary therapy, Yang Haishan was not only able to walk on the ground after 20 days.

You can also do some heavy physical work.

As soon as Song Feng finished speaking, Yang Haishan reached under the pillow.

Pull out a bank card.

"Don't be too little, little miracle doctor, in order to treat me all these years, the family's savings have almost been spent."

"There's still 200,000 in Kari, that's a little bit of my heart."

Song Feng had the heart to refuse.

can see Yang Haishan's sincere expression, and when the words came to his mouth, he was swallowed back by Song Feng.

Song Feng took the bank card and put it in his pocket, and thanked Yang Haishan.

"Old sir, the source of your main injuries and illness has been resolved."

"During the recuperation period, it is still not advisable to work too hard."

"Rest well, I'm leaving."

Song Feng stepped forward to leave.