Countryside Magic Doctor

He Feng doesn't care about this. That's because he is strong and doesn't have to worry about his backwardness. But for ordinary people and ordinary practitioners, every trace of true Qi is rare.

Asking them to bring it to ordinary people is simply moving their lifeblood. Few people will be willing at all, unless these ordinary people are their close relatives or close friends.

But for He Feng, he doesn't worry about this. As the strongest person in the cultivation world, it's almost insignificant for him to consume such a little genuine Qi.

It can almost be ignored!

Anyway, it's not much. It's like that whether it's used or not. Even if he Feng treats a thousand people like this, he can't consume half of his true Qi.

For people who earn thousands of yuan a month, let him spend 100 yuan, he may have some meat pain, but for people who earn hundreds of thousands of yuan a month, it is drizzle.

He Feng is in such a state of mind at the moment!

If you are poor, you will be alone, and if you reach, you will give consideration to the world!

Now his strength has been so strong that he is not pursuing his position in the cultivation world. Anyway, his position can't be shaken.

Even if it falls from the first to the second, it is below one person and above ten thousand people.

There's nothing to worry about!

There is no urgent need for cultivation. Naturally, he will not be like an old man who is not willing to give up such a little. He is not a miser similar to grantai.

However, even if he Feng is willing to consume real Qi, the current situation is not so easy to deal with, because it is like the strength has increased, so that he Feng's real Qi is a little big.

The power is too strong and the scale is too large. If you use it rashly, you may be self defeating and have a bad impact!

Will let Zhang Fei fight, he may be a strong general, but let him embroider is another problem.

He Feng's hand has just been acquired. He is not very proficient in how to use it. He can handle some simple things with strength.

But dealing with this delicate work and slowly repairing every cell with steam is a more difficult thing!

I always feel the feeling of hitting mosquitoes with cannons!

The true Qi of the fingertip was reduced, reduced and then reduced. After the scale was reduced countless times, he Feng tentatively conducted an experiment on the boy's leg.

He's not in the mood to touch the boy's body because it's disgusting!

If you can deal with it in space, deal with it in space, and try not to touch it, so as not to disgust yourself. Anyway, he Feng is also a clean person.

Not that greasy uncle.

With the injection of his true Qi, in an instant, some changes took place in the area with severe frostbite at the boy's ankle, thanks to his strong spiritual sense.

He Feng obviously noticed the area in the leg of the boy named Cao Bin. In a flash, the newly necrotic cells and limbs began to regain vitality, and the capillaries were no longer atrophic and rigid.

In turn, it was full of vitality, and the blood in it became fresh.

It's like a dead tree in spring. Thousands of pear blossoms bloom overnight!

"Yes, that's it!" He Feng said in secret. After that, he acted quickly. The true Qi of his fingertips was controlled to that scale. There was nothing specific. He kept pointing his fingertips at every place in the boy's legs.

After all, he has determined the scale of output.

It's like a liquefied gas stove. After you adjust the size of the valve, the flame size has been fixed. You just need to output it continuously.

As he Feng's fingertips moved slowly, he Feng pointed out the two legs of the boy with his fingertips in just ten minutes, and used his spiritual knowledge to observe again. He Feng was excited.

In the blink of an eye, the boy's body had been properly disposed of by himself.

Of course, the last step is to bleed!

This is actually normal, because all the blood in the boy's legs has deteriorated. If he continues to stay inside, even if there is nothing wrong with his body, they will make things happen.

He Feng's ability can't purify the blood. It's not that he doesn't have this ability, but he tried and found that although he can do it, the consumption is really too large.

What is consumed is not true love, but time!

Time is He Feng's most precious thing, so he will not tolerate it. Moreover, there is not much blood. After it is put, it can be up to 500 ml, which is nothing for a young man.

It's a big deal. You can recover after ten days and a half months of rest!

Other girls put one or two hundred milliliters of blood every month, and they didn't see anything wrong.

Like the last time I bled my third uncle, there were three hollow silver needles, which were pierced. However, compared with the last time, the silver needle was a little thick, and he Feng directly pierced into the blood vessels.

The bottom is the small bucket used to hold ice before he Feng. At the moment, the ice in the bucket has been cleaned and is just used to collect these dirty blood.

The blood slowly flowed down and flowed very fast. He Feng deliberately pressured him with real Qi, so the flow rate was very fast, almost the same as that of the water gun when shooting rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, all the dirty blood had been discharged, and the bottom of the bucket was full. Looking at the two legs of the boy, although they were still scarred, and the chilblain had not grown well.

But compared with before, this is already good and can't be better.

At least the legs are back to life, no longer like before, and their blood color is restored.

Seeing these two almost ready legs, he Feng went to the basin and washed his hands.

At this time, with a bang, the door outside was knocked open. He Feng turned around and wanted to scold.

I'll treat you well. Why are you in such a hurry? The emperor is not in a hurry. The eunuch is talking about you!

But when he turned around and looked, he was surprised to find that it was not the child's parents, but the misty old man, and the old man's face was flushed with excitement.

As if he had found something precious again, he Feng shook his head for a while. How old the old man is, and he still looks so out of tune.

It really makes people feel disrespectful!

At this time, the child's parents also followed in, grabbed the misty child, and then scolded: "you old man, why is this? Other people's doctors are treating diseases. If you delay my son's condition, can you afford to pay?"

"OK, let it go. Your son is well. I'll prescribe some ointment for you and apply it in a few days." He Feng waved his hand to them.