After coming out of Louis Vuitton, Lin Ruoyi wanted to continue shopping, so she had to buy a set for Ye Feng.

However, Ye Feng was unwilling, and she had no choice but to follow towards the outside of the mall.

Coming out of the mall, Ye Feng didn't have the idea of staying with Lin Ruoyi any longer, and was ready to find a hotel to settle down in.

Not far away, a young man in patched clothes is rummaging through a trash can for plastic bottles.

Seeing that it was empty, he stood up and prepared to walk towards the next trash can.

As soon as I looked up, I happened to see Ye Feng standing in the distance.

The young man's expression was stunned, and he quickly rubbed his eyes twice to make sure that he was not mistaken.

He was about to walk over to say hello, but seeing that his clothes were ragged and smelling of his body, he finally didn't dare to step forward.

Turning around, he prepared to leave.

However, at this time, two mall security guards ran over and snatched the snakeskin bag from his hand.

"Who told you to pick it up here! Get out of here! Come back later and break your legs! ”

One of the security guards shouted and deliberately pressed the electric baton in his hand, making a crackling electric sound.

The sudden movement instantly attracted the attention of many people around.

Ye Feng also followed the prestige and found that the man who was reprimanded by the security guard was very familiar.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be Wu Weijiang!

His high school classmates, the two used to have a very good relationship, even if they went to college later, they never broke off contact with each other.

When he was in high school, Ye Feng was bullied by the school bully a lot because of his bad background, Wu Weijiang stood up for him, and every time the brothers were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces.

Wu Weijiang's family used to run a hotel, and the living conditions were not bad.

Ye Feng was stunned, he didn't expect that the best brother would be so depressed after not seeing him for five years.

Wu Weijiang followed his line of sight and saw Ye Feng, who wanted to return the snakeskin bag, so he quickly turned around and left, afraid of being seen by his brother.

Ye Feng didn't care, put down the handbag in his hand, and quickly chased after it.

"Hey, why did you run away all of a sudden!" Lin Ruoyi was confused, and hurriedly picked up the handbag on the ground with the widow sister and chased after her.

"David! Stop! ”

Ye Feng grabbed Wu Weijiang's arm and didn't dislike the smell of his body at all.

A good brother who has died, even if he has on his body, he won't care.

"Fengzi ......" There is no escape, Wu Weijiang lowered his head, and was a little restrained.

"What do you mean? Don't recognize me as a brother? Ye Feng didn't have the anger to scold.

Actually, the brothers didn't need much explanation, he knew Wu Weijiang's thoughts, and he couldn't bear to let his brothers see them.

After a brief conversation, Ye Feng took out a few sets of stuffs from the clothes he had just bought and gave them to Wu Weijiang, and then found a sauerkraut fish shop and sat down.

Lin Ruoyi and the widowed sister also followed...... The two of them were idle in Jinghai.

At the dinner table, after chatting carefully, Ye Feng learned what happened to Wu Weijiang in the past five years.

The hotel was charged protection money, and his father was angry and got into a fight with a group of bastards and died.

The other party died, and the hotel was auctioned to compensate the other party's family.

Two years later, his mother became seriously ill again and is still lying in the hospital.

has to be taken care of every day, Wu Weijiang has no time to go to work at all, so he can only come out to pick up scraps and exchange money when he has free time.

Some time ago, he went to the construction site to pick up unwanted scrap iron, was regarded as a thief, and broke a leg, and now he walks with a limp.

"Which hospital is Auntie, I'll go and see." Ye Feng stuffed half a glass of liquor and asked.

When he was in high school, he often went to Wu Weijiang's house to eat, Aunt Zhou never said a word about him, and she would buy clothes for him during the Chinese New Year.

Ye Feng never forgot that favor.

Jinghai Second People's Hospital.

In the ward, Ye Feng saw the familiar Aunt Zhou, and his heart tingled.

I haven't seen her for five years, Aunt Zhou is a lot older, her body is as thin as firewood, her hair is gray, and she is lying motionless on the bed.

ALS is in the late stage, and there is no cure for a terminal disease.

If it weren't for Wu Weijiang being a filial son, he would have been gone.

"Well, I don't know how long it will last." Wu Weijiang sighed, watching his only relative's vitality dissipate little by little, helpless and powerless.

"It's okay, I can cure Auntie." Ye Feng said.

"Ugh." Wu Weijiang let out another long sigh and patted Ye Feng's shoulder: "Fengzi, don't comfort me, I know that ALS can't be cured at the current medical level." ”

Even Lin Ruoyi and Sister Widow, who were standing on the side, felt that Ye Feng's words were comforting.

This is a terminal disease, not an incurable disease, and there is no possibility of a cure at all.

Zhao Donglin, the director of the department who was inspecting other patients in the ward, also disdained to speak: "Young man, it's not you who comfort people like this. ”

"ALS, if you can cure it, you will definitely win the Nobel Prize in Medicine."

"You're not comforting, you're bragging."

At the same time, a voice from outside the hospital room followed.

"Hahaha, laughing to death, I can really blow it! Why don't you say you'll go to heaven? ”

The person who spoke was Chen Chuhe.

He had just come to the hospital from home, and although the shoulder injury had been treated by his personal doctor, he was still a little uneasy and came to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

Coincidentally, passing by the door of the ward, I happened to hear Ye Feng's words just now.

"Director Zhao, you have to fix this guy, he has mental problems, don't beat someone in the hospital, your hospital will be responsible at that time."

After a few mocking sentences, he hurriedly left, afraid that Ye Feng would attack him again, without a gun or bodyguard, and he would suffer a loss.

Ye Feng was not in a hurry to trouble Chen Chuhe, and curing Aunt Zhou right now was the key.

He took out the silver needle and prepared to make a move.

Seeing this, Director Zhao hurriedly stopped: "Boy! This is the hospital! Not a place for you to mess around! ”

"Using acupuncture to treat ALS, you're afraid you have a bag in your brain!"

and the guy who didn't know, Ye Feng didn't have any explanation, and directly pricked the needle.

Director Zhao scolded on the side: "Boy, if you get a life, it has nothing to do with the Second Hospital, I will record the video for evidence now!" ”

As he spoke, he quickly took out his mobile phone and recorded the process.

At the same time, he continued to grin: "This can be cured, I kneel in front of you and recognize you as my father!" ”

In the room, other patients and family members who care for them burst into laughter.

In the entire ward, no one thought that Ye Feng could cure people.

A few minutes later, Ye Feng finished applying the needle, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and the back of his T-shirt was even more covered with sweat.

The thirteen needles of the ghost gate, the process of applying the needles needs to release the qi in the body and open up the patient's seven meridians and eight veins, which is extremely consuming of the doctor's energy.

"Kaede! Look at my mom's fingers! ”

Wu Weijiang, who was completely hopeless, suddenly grabbed Ye Feng's arm, trembling with excitement.

In the next second, Aunt Zhou's eyelids trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"it!"

Director Zhou, who has seen all kinds of medical miracles, was so surprised that he didn't know what to say at this time, so he could only go to the world with one sentence.

In the ward, patients and family members also came over to watch, one after another.

No one could believe that a young man really used acupuncture to cure a terminal illness.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, few would have believed it!