Aifei, you quack doctor

Chapter 248 Promise Three Days
She stepped forward, stood still in front of the crowd, faced Twelve directly, and said in a calm tone, "Aren't you asking for an apology from Zheng Tinglou?" Ye Fenghui's body bowed straight forward, with the upper and lower body forming a 90-degree bend.

Twelve looked at Ye Fenghui's move in amazement, not only him, but everyone else also looked at Ye Fenghui with suspicious eyes.She is now the head of Star Academy, but she is willing to put down her airs and apologize to Twelve.In the eyes of all onlookers, Ye Fenghui flattered him.

But Twelve, who received the gift, obviously didn't think so. He still had a cold face, covering up all the surprises he still had just now, and said, "You think a bow can take my master's life away?" ?"

Ye Fenghui heard the words and slowly stood up straight, and said: "I know that you and the whole audience have a lot of hatred for me, and I can't make up for what I have done just by bowing. Do things. So I am here this time, and I am ready to be beaten and scolded by you."

"Master, don't do it!" Hearing this, Ling Liu was about to step forward to stop him, but Ye Feng raised his hand back to block him, and said, "I have my own discretion in this matter, and you all must not interfere."

"Hmph." Twelve's disdainful mocking voice came from the opposite side, and said: "Even if I kill you, the master will not come back, so what's the use of killing you?"

"You, Twelve, don't bully people too much!" Ling Liu was really upset, especially Twelve's dissatisfied attitude towards Ye Fenghui's actions, which really made Ling Liu feel aggrieved for Ye Fenghui.

"Senior Brother Twelve, I know that I can't exchange my life for Senior Uncle Luo Feng, but I sincerely want to ask for your forgiveness, as well as that of the entire auditorium." Ye Fenghui said pleadingly.

"Forgive?" Twelve raised his sleeves angrily, and said excitedly, "In this life, don't even think about asking for my forgiveness." Twelve turned and left angrily, and she, Ye Fenghui, dared to put down her face in front of everyone and apologize to him But he was twelve, but he was unwilling to forgive Ye Fenghui so easily.

"Don't you want to save Qing Mei?" Ye Feng replied.

As soon as these words came out, Twelve's footsteps froze.He stood there for a long time, then slowly turned around and said, "What do you mean?"

"Nowadays, most of the disciples in Star Academy are infected with the plague, and I know that Qing Mei is not spared. If you believe me, maybe I can find a way to save her." Ye Fenghui said.

"It's up to you?" Twelve expressed his contempt for Ye Fenghui, but he may not really despise Ye Fenghui in his heart. You must know that when Lu Qingmei was hit by the golden silkworm Gu, it was Ye Fenghui who rescued her. her.

So it's not that Ye Fenghui doesn't have this ability, but that Twelve is willing to accept Ye Fenghui's charity.

"Almost every disciple in Xingyao's courtyard is infected with the plague, but you are the only one who is listening to the building. Who knows if you are playing tricks behind this?" Twelve couples of Ye Feng replied sarcastically. Said.

Ling Liu was the first to say indignantly for Ye Fenghui: "Don't you want to spout blood, Fenghui is the head of Xingyao, why would she do this?"

"Why do you do this? You have to ask your good head." Twelve's words made all the elders and masters present turn their puzzled eyes to her.As soon as this fact was exposed, it seemed like a conspiracy that Ye Fenghui had painstakingly planned.

"That's right, Feng Hui. Now that the plague is spreading in the academy, but the disciples in Zhengtinglou are the only ones who don't suffer from it. This matter is indeed too strange." Elder Luotuo on the side opened his mouth slowly.

Of the five great elders back then, now she is the only one left.Today, the words of Elder Luotuo carry a decisive weight.

Ye Fenghui didn't explain, but looked at Twelve indifferently, and said: "Yes or no, in fact, brother has his own decision. You said these are just to make me feel bad, but now Qingmei is suffering from the plague. Senior brother definitely doesn't want Qingmei to continue to suffer like this." Ye Fenghui spoke calmly and thoughtfully, and she directly grasped Twelve's weakness.

Twelve showed doubts on his face. After struggling for a long time, he finally compromised and asked, "What can you do?"

"I haven't figured out a solution yet, but please give me three days. After three days, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer." After saying this, Ye Feng turned around and walked towards the crowd headed by Luo Tuo. He made a salute and said: "I called you here today, just to tell you that after three days, I will give you an answer."

When everyone heard this, there was both joy and doubt on their faces, more doubts, this plague that entangled the entire Xingyao Academy, even experienced doctors were helpless, what kind of solution could Ye Fenghui have.

None of the crowd dared to come forward to promise, and they were all waiting for one of them to stand up and promise Ye Feng back.

In the end, Elder Luotuo stood up, and she said to Ye Fenghui: "I believe you, and I will give you three days to solve the plague."

"Thank you, uncle." Ye Fenghui expressed his sincere thanks to Luotuo, and after the matter was settled, everyone dispersed, except Ye Fenghui who was still standing here listening to the courtyard.

"Where is the first disciple who got sick? I need to meet him." Ye Fenghui made this request to Twelve logically.

Twelve couldn't refuse, so he nodded and said, "Come with me."

Ye Fenghui followed Twelve into the listening courtyard. As soon as he entered the courtyard, a disciple handed over the veil, and Ye Fenghui asked suspiciously, "This is it?"

"If you don't want to contract this strange disease, you can wear it." Twelve's cold voice came from one side, and Ye Fenghui didn't hesitate to put on the veil directly, even if she didn't wear the veil, She doesn't get sick either.

But she still wears it.

Under Twelve's leadership, Ye Feng walked back through the front hall and the corridor, and came straight to one of the small courtyards in the backyard of Tingyuan.The courtyard was covered with dead leaves, and it was obvious that no one had cleaned it for a long time.

Ye Fenghui followed Twelve and stopped in front of the house door, Twelve pointed to the door and said, "People are inside." Twelve stood outside the door, it seemed that he didn't want to go in.

"Okay." Ye Fenghui pushed open the door and walked in alone.As soon as she entered, she could smell the strange mixture of medicine and body odor in the air.

Ye Fenghui weakened his breathing, and slowly approached the side of the bed.After getting close, she saw a young disciple lying on the bed, motionless, like a dead person.

Presumably, the symptoms of this person have dragged on for too long, he is already terminally ill, and there is no one around to take care of him anymore.

This person's face is obviously young, but his body is as thin as a stick, and he looks like he is several years older.Seeing him like this can't help but make people feel sympathetic.Ye Fenghui was very rational, and didn't have much emotional change about it.

She pulled out the man's wrist hidden under the quilt, and gently placed it on his veins.When Ye Fenghui noticed this person's condition, she couldn't help being surprised a lot.

(End of this chapter)