"Master, I was wrong, please calm your anger, I won't dare next time."

Hearing the words of taking back the martial arts, Li Yuanshan was like being struck by lightning.

His knees weakened, he fell to his knees, and kept kowtowing to Huang Feihe to admit his mistake

It wasn't until blood came out of Li Yuanshan's forehead that Huang Feihe said, "Get up, remember that this is the last time." ”

"The next time you do it again, no one will be able to protect you."

"Thank you, master, thank you, master."

Li Yuanshan got up from the ground as if he had been amnestied, and stood beside Huang Feihe respectfully.

Huang Feihe glared at the other party and said, "Don't hurry up and get this woman away." ”

"A poisonous woman like this will be retributed sooner or later."

Zhang Meimei's lungs were fried.

If someone else said this, Zhang Meili would have rewarded this person with more than a dozen big slaps.

But it can't be helped.

The person who said this was Li Yuanshan's master.

It is also the Taishan Beidou of Kyoto's martial arts academic circles.

Showing the slightest dissatisfaction, the ghost knows how Huang Feihe will rectify himself.

After explaining to the apprentice and driving Zhang Meili away, Huang Feihe sorted out his emotions.

"Mr. Song, I'm sorry, the old man was deceived by this rebel and almost hurt a good person, please forgive me."

"Forget it, for Elder Zhang's sake, this matter will be over."

Song Feng's face was calm.

"Thank you, Mr. Song."

"Ouch!"

With a scream, everyone looked into the distance.

Li Yuanshan honestly carried out Huang Feihe's order.

really threw Zhang Meili far away.

Walking back to everyone, Li Yuanshan bit his lip and knelt on the ground again.

It's just that this time, it wasn't Huang Feihe who knelt down.

It's Song Feng.

Li Yuanshan moved his mind and begged Song Feng to help his son.

Restore his cultivation.

Huang Feihe said in a complicated tone: "No matter what you say, this rebel is also the old man's disciple, and he is also the heir of the old mantle. ”

"Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, can Mr. Song give the old man a face and help Li Shuai, the rebel son of Li Yuanshan?"

"I'll help them all right, but ......"

Song Feng said in a strange tone: "But you also have injuries on your body, and the injuries are not light, it should be that you are too impatient in practice, which caused you to go crazy." ”

"If I help them, I won't be able to help you."

Song Feng wanted to see how much weight Li Yuanshan, who was regarded as the heir to the mantle by Huang Feihe, had in his heart.

Will Huang Feihe give up the precious opportunity for treatment?

Give the opportunity to the apprentice.

"Mr. Song is really a miracle doctor, and before the old man speaks, you can see that I have injuries in my body."

"That's right, the old man's injury did come from going mad while practicing."

After talking about the cause of the injury, Huang Feihe smiled bitterly.

"The old man has already thought about it, let's leave the opportunity to Li Shuai."

"The old man is nearly a hundred years old, and he has never touched the threshold of the Qi cultivation realm, even if he lives for more than ten or twenty years, it is just a waste of time."

"Li Shuai is still young, please help him."

Song Feng didn't say much, took out the silver needle and began to treat Li Shuai.

Li Shuai's damaged dantian was quickly repaired by Song Feng.

The lost true qi was also replenished by Song Feng.

"Are you a human or a god?"

I have experienced the ups and downs of falling from heaven to hell and crawling back from hell back to heaven.

Li Shuai looked at Song Feng's eyes like looking at ghosts and gods.

He could be 100% sure that his martial arts had been abolished by Song Feng.

Now the martial arts are not only back, but also stronger than before.

"I'm someone you can't afford to mess with."

Sending these people away, Zhang Lao said: "Teacher, in addition to helping you this time, the student has a reluctant request. ”

"We've known each other for so long, it's okay for you to say anything, you don't have to beat around the bush like this."

Song Feng said with a smile.

Zhang Lao said directly: "Lao Wang has been discharged from the hospital and returned to the medical association to start working, he wants to invite you to come over and talk about it." ”

"I said that I was discussing the promotion and development of Chinese medicine with you, teacher, you see?"

"Promoting Chinese medicine is a good thing, and I am naturally willing to help."

Song Feng smiled slightly.

"It's time to get off work, and I don't have anything to do, so let's go over."

Veteran Zhang invited Song Feng to his car.

Personally drove Song Feng to the Kyoto Medical Association.

President's Office.

Wang Boyong invited Song Feng to sit down on the sofa with a courteous attitude and helped him make a cup of tea with his own hands.

The two were about to speak when there was a knock on the office door.

A staff member walked in and said, "President, two people have come outside, saying that they want to see Mr. Song." ”

"See me?"

Song Feng said: "Did they say what their names were? ”

"Nope."

The staff shook their heads.

"They said Mr. Song would know when he went out."

"Okay, I'll go out and have a look."

As soon as Song Feng arrived at the Medical Society, he didn't even say a word, and someone came to the door.

Who the hell are the two?

When he came to the door of the Medical Society, he looked at it intently, and the indifferent expression on Song Feng's face disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Meili is no longer a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, she is simply ghostly.

is also followed by her husband Ye Jinquan.

Seeing Song Feng's unhappy expression, Ye Jinquan took the lead and said, "Mr. Song is angry, I already know all the things my wife did. ”

"When I came, I reprimanded her harshly, and she said that she knew her mistake and would never do it again in the future."

"I implore Mr. Song to use exclusive medical techniques to cure my illness, regardless of his past suspicions."

Ye Jinquan took out a check.

Song Feng glanced at it.

Ye Jinquan is really a big hand, and there are countless zeros written on the check.

"This is 200 million, I don't know if it is enough to pay for Mr. Song's medical expenses?"

Ye Jinquan said politely.

"It depends on your wife's attitude."

Song Feng didn't go to the check handed over by Ye Jinquan, stared at Zhang Meili and said, "I once told her that if you ask for someone, you should have a posture of asking for someone. ”

"And the posture she showed was aggressive, repeatedly asking me for trouble."

"Every time I teach you a lesson, you will make a comeback."

"Song Feng, what do you want! My husband took out 200 million yuan to give you as a consultation fee, don't you think it's enough? ”

Zhang Meili held back the fire.

"It's a big deal, let's add another 100 million, 300 million in consultation fees, and we can't find anyone more generous than my husband in the whole country."

"No more talking."

Song Feng waved his hand and said indifferently: "I warn you for the last time, don't come to me if you don't have a proper attitude." ”

"Mr. Song, do you think this will work?"

"As my wife said, I will add another 100 million to you, a total of 300 million, and at the same time I owe you a favor, and when you are in need, I can provide you with all the help."

Ye Jinquan was still as polite as he was just now.

But dissatisfaction has appeared at the corners of the eyebrows and eyes.

It can be seen that Ye Jinquan is only in urgent need of treatment because of his condition.

will put on a low-voiced attitude.

If you don't have this disease.

Song Feng met him, and the other party's posture must be how arrogant and arrogant he was.

The people who have dealt with Song Feng, whether the other party is good or bad, whether it is a human or a ghost.

Song Feng could still tell the difference.