Rural Demon Little Village Doctor

The fat man is full of meat and the cry makes Xia Feng really drag a pig.

Kong Fang's wife looks frightened, but the little girl is happy. Both mother and daughter are beautiful women. Their eyes are very clear and beautiful, but their eyes are very different. Maybe the little girl will know her fear when she grows up.

Xia Feng dragged the fat man to the center of the yard and untied his belt. Red hair and others on the side looked at him, but they were silly. Everyone was thinking, "what are you doing? God, this man has a good mouth."

Kong Fang's wife also thought about this. Her face turned red. She hugged her daughter and said, "let's stop looking."

"No." the little girl said in a crisp voice, "I want to see it."

Xia Feng saw Kong Fang's wife's expression and understood. He laughed and didn't explain. He just pulled out one end of the belt, zipped open the zipper, took a bag of needles out and pulled out a needle.

"Ah, uncle wants to give him an injection. It hurts," cried the little girl.

The little girl was not afraid of anything before. She was afraid when she saw the needle.

Kong Fang's wife is not afraid now. She is just curious. Her beautiful big eyes are staring at Xia Feng. She doesn't know what Xia Feng wants.

The fat man didn't know what Xia Feng wanted. Seeing Xia Feng take out the needle, he was frightened and howled, "No."

Xia Feng said with a smile, "when I was in love, I had an experience. Girls say no. in fact, they want it. So, whether you want it or not."

The fat man was tangled and tongue tied: "I... don't... want..."

"Sure enough, I knew it." Xia Feng laughed.

The fat man wanted to die. He bit his lips and said, "I'm not a woman."

"Thanks to you, you are not a woman." Xia Feng smiled, "otherwise, I would be disgusted and turn around."

As he spoke, he was strong, and the fat man was like a rag. He turned around and lay on the ground.

The fat man didn't know what Xia Feng wanted and shouted, "No."

Xia Feng stepped on his waist, stretched out his hand, pulled his collar and tore it open.

"No, No." the fat man looked back and saw Xia Feng stabbing down with a needle, and he screamed.

The cry was louder at first, but smaller at the back. Why, because there was no pain.

This made him curious and frightened. He turned his head back desperately. Although he was fat and his neck was flexible, he could turn back almost 90 degrees.

Xia Feng pricked it with a needle, then smiled and retreated.

The fat man didn't feel pain, but he was still afraid. He couldn't help but want to pull the needle with his back hand. His hand just reached his back shoulder, and his face suddenly changed color. Ah, with a scream, his body jumped up at once. He jumped up as tall as a man, and then fell down. Then he twisted desperately there, twisting and howling.

The look was like a pig tied to the chopping board and then struggling and howling.

He screamed a few times, suddenly his body earned a bullet, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Not only does blood gush from the mouth, but also from the ears, nose and eyes.

More than thirty gangsters, including red hair, were stunned.

This was a real shock, because Xia Feng didn't hit the fat man or kick him. He just pricked a needle in the middle of his back and bounced on the needle. The fat man was miserable.

How can a small needle have such great power.

Everyone can't think clearly, and the more they can't think clearly, the more afraid they are.

Mystery is the source of fear.

The fat man sprayed two mouthfuls of blood and howled miserably again. He knew it was wrong. He climbed back and begged Xia Feng: "spare my life. Spare me. I'm just from the debt collection company. It has nothing to do with us to take money."

Seeing that he was frightened, Xia Feng nodded: "well, this seems to be reasonable."

He nodded in agreement. The fat man almost praised all the gods and howled, "yes, it has nothing to do with us. It's Kong Fang who doesn't pay back the money. They asked us to collect the debt. Forgive me. I won't take this business."

"It's easy to spare you." Xia Feng nodded, "but I'm afraid of trouble, so."

He said, taking out a small bottle from the bag. This is the antidote. It's OK to scare the fat man first.

"I just stabbed you with five poison death needles." Xia Feng said this lightly, but the fat man screamed. Originally, his face turned red because of struggling and howling, and he was as white as paper.

He couldn't help but believe it. He pricked a small needle. It didn't hurt when he pierced it, but then the sharp pain deep into the bone marrow was really indescribable. It seemed that there were tens of millions of knives cutting and twisting in the five internal organs and six stooping, so he bled in the seven orifices.

It's terrible. How can he not believe it.

He didn't know that the reason for the effect was not that there was medicine on the needle, but that Xia Feng played that finger after the needle was pierced. Qi entered the meridians, suddenly broke out, and the five internal organs shifted.

"This is the antidote." Xia Feng raised the bottle: "take one first."

Then he poured out one. The medicine was made skillfully. The main ingredient was petals, so it was pink. It was a thin one, about the size of Rendan pill, not much bigger.

There is an antidote. The fat man immediately opens his mouth, Xia Feng pours one, bends his fingers and bounces it into the fat man's mouth.

As soon as the medicine went into his stomach, the fat man felt cool in front of his chest. Originally, his five internal organs were like wringing. He was relieved at once. He immediately admired him and was more convinced.

The fat man was much more comfortable and sat there panting. Xia Feng said, "an antidote can control for seven days. If there is no antidote after seven days, it will attack again. Within forty-nine days, the five internal organs will fester and bleed black blood to death."

When the fat man heard this, he was so scared that he almost fainted. He knelt down, kowtowed and cried, "great Xia, spare your life."

Call the great Xia directly. Don't blame it. Poisons, antidotes, what seventy-seven and forty-nine days are all the styles in martial arts novels.

Xia Feng nodded, turned to the little girl and said, "little sister, what's your name?"

"My name is Kong Wenwen," said the little girl, "my father's name is Kong Fang and my mother's name is song MI."

Xia Feng smiled like a sunflower and said, "Wenwen, do you have a small bottle, such a big one or a smaller one?"

Xia Feng raised the bottle in his hand.

"Yes." Kong Wenwen ran into the room and brought a small bottle. It was very good. It was filled with gum.

Xia Feng took the bottle, poured some pills, handed them to the fat man and said, "there are nine or ten antidotes. Today's doesn't count. You take one after seven days and one every seven days."

The fat man blinked and asked, "just finish taking it?"

Xia Feng asked, "what are you thinking about? I stabbed you and gave you an antidote. Do you think I'm in a hurry?"