At this moment, only Song Feng and Wang Boyong were left in the ward.

"Mr. Wang, the next treatment will be very fast, and you don't need to worry about the injury getting worse."

"One moment you lie in bed, then you close your eyes and don't think about anything."

"Okay."

Knowing how powerful Song Feng's medical skills were, Wang Boyong was full of confidence in the next treatment.

Lay on the hospital bed according to Song Feng's instructions.

Ten minutes later, Song Feng opened the door of the ward and said to the people who were sticking out their heads outside, "Come in." ”

"That's good?

Xu Changtian said with a disdainful expression.

"If it doesn't work, I won't let you in."

"I don't believe it, I definitely don't believe it!"

Xu Changtian was the first to rush into the ward.

In the next second, the whole person was not good.

Wang Boyong's face and upper body were burned by the flames, leaving a large number of scars.

It's only been ten minutes, and the scars are all gone.

Xu Changtian's brain was about to die.

What the hell is this?

Xu Changtian, who graduated from a first-class medical school.

I racked my brains and couldn't think of what method Song Feng used.

can make the scar on Wang Boyong's body disappear in ten minutes.

Even with 3D treatment technology, it is impossible to leave no traces.

"No, it's all fake! This must be fake!! ”

Xu Changtian rushed to the hospital bed regardless of his identity.

Reach out and touch the skin of Wang Boyong's face and body.

The skin is smooth and delicate, and I don't know how good it feels to the hand.

"Xu Changtian, you lost this bet completely."

Song Feng said.

"It is true that the development of Chinese medicine is not as prosperous as Western medicine, but it does not mean that Chinese medicine is an old-fashioned medical discipline."

"It can't be said that traditional Chinese medicine should be eliminated by history."

"Are you convinced of Chinese medicine now?"

"It can't be, it's impossible !!"

After withstanding two major blows, Xu Changtian sat down on the ground.

Muttering in his mouth.

Zhang Lao scolded: "Xu Changtian, you are also the director of the hospital, and it is shameful enough to lose the bet and not admit it." ”

"It's shameful to pretend to be crazy and stupid now."

"He's not pretending to be crazy and stupid, he's really stimulated here."

Song Feng raised his hand and tapped his temples.

Don't look at Song Feng's first contact with Xu Changtian.

Through the observation of this person's words and deeds, Song Feng had a general understanding of his character.

Xu Changtian is very conceited.

And extremely despise Chinese medicine.

I saw the incomprehensible methods of Chinese medicine.

Then, he was defeated by the Chinese medicine he despised.

The arrogant heart was hit hard.

It's normal for the brain to become muddy.

After listening to Song Feng's explanation, Zhang Lao looked at Xu Changtian with pity.

I really didn't expect it.

Xu Changtian, who is proud and conceited, will be mad by Chinese medicine.

"There's nothing going on here, so I'll go first."

Song Feng was ready to leave.

"Teacher, the student will send you away."

"Mr. Song, wait a minute."

Wang Boyong, who had fully recovered, shouted to stop Song Feng.

Barefoot room rushed to the door.

"Mr. Song's great kindness to me, I will never forget it for the rest of my life, you see Jin ......"

"Mr. Zhang and I are old friends, in other words, we are also friends, and it is appropriate to help our friends, and we don't need any compensation."

"Mr. Song, you can't say that, it's really right to help a friend, but your kindness to me is too great."

Wang Boyong said sincerely.

"If it weren't for you, I would probably have become disabled, and I wouldn't even be able to eat and drink."

"Your kindness to me is equal to the grace of recreation."

"If I don't repay one or two, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."

"But I'm really not short of money."

Song Feng said helplessly.

"Since Mr. Song is not short of money, how about I give you a gift?"

Wang Boyong insisted.

"Okay."

Song Feng can see it.

If he doesn't accept it, Wang Boyong will not let him go.

No matter what the other party sends, accept it first, so as not to bear too much burden on the other party's psychology.

The next morning, Song Feng had just arrived at the company on the front foot, and received a notice on the back foot.

Someone is looking for him.

The other party claimed to be Wang Boyong's housekeeper.

On the order of Wang Boyong, the heirloom of the Wang family was given to Song Feng.

Song Feng sighed and said, "I'm sorry for you, I'll go back to the hospital in a while, thank you Mr. Wang for me." ”

After the housekeeper left, Song Feng carried the gift box and sat in the reception hall on the first floor.

Inside the box is a jade artifact shaped like a tiger.

Inside, there is a note written by Wang Bo in his own hand.

This jade statue is called the White Jade Tiger.

It was handed down by the ancestors of the royal family.

It's been eight generations.

When he opened the box just now, Song Feng did not feel the existence of aura on this tiger jade carving.

I don't know why.

There seems to be a mysterious power, deeply attracted to Song Feng.

Puzzled, Song Feng lifted the white jade tiger above his head.

Observe from below.

At the same time, Song Feng infiltrated the true qi into the jade carving.

Check from the inside.

After spending a few minutes, Song Feng could be sure that the White Jade Tiger was just an ordinary antique.

But what is that mysterious attraction?

Song Feng couldn't find the key to it, and put this matter aside for the time being.

He took the jade carving back to the office and put it in a safe for storing valuables.

As we approached the end of the day, the office door was pushed open.

Zhou Mo walked in with a solemn expression.

Song Feng asked, "Is there another accident?" ”

"Every time you put on a straight face, it looks very scary."

"My Young Master Song, you are still in the mood to laugh here, and someone has come to trouble you again."

Zhou Mo said speechlessly.

"Which one doesn't open your eyes?"

Song Feng asked casually.

Seeing Song Feng's disapproving expression, Zhou Mo secretly complained.

Song Feng has returned to Kyoto for a few days, and he doesn't know what he has done.

Almost every day, people come to him for trouble.

Two days ago, Wang Lei brought the rich second generation over to provoke.

Yesterday, another woman came to trouble Song Feng.

It's almost time to get off work today, and another group of people are coming.

The person who is the leader, Zhou Mo has seen it before.

His name is Li Shuai, and he is the son of the president of the Kyoto Martial Arts Association.

Kyoto's three religions and nine streams were provoked by Song Feng.

I really don't know what will trouble him tomorrow?

"I haven't offended this person."

Song Feng was sure that he had not heard the name Li Shuai.

However, since the other party is looking for trouble, it is obvious that there is a purpose.

After comforting Zhou Mo, Song Feng took the elevator and went straight to the small square outside the company.

There was a group of people standing downstairs.

At the front was a young man in his twenties, with an unruly look on his face.

"You're Song Feng, right?"

Song Feng didn't know Li Shuai, and Li Shuai didn't know Song Feng either.

"Is there anything you can do?"

"I heard that Wang Boyong gave you the heirloom of his family, is there such a thing?"

Li Shuai asked unceremoniously.

"Yes."

Song Feng frowned slightly.

Listening to this, Li Shuai came for the white jade tiger statue.