Supreme Medicinal God

This old man is indeed the grandfather of Murong Xiaoyu!

Hearing Murong Xiaoyu's voice, Ye Feng's mouth suddenly showed a smile.

From discovering that the old man did not lie, the patient did have a piece of broken bone that failed to splice and reset; plus when he called the name of Tu Cangcang, Ye Feng had a rough guess about the old man's identity.

"Ye Feng, you are back!"

At the same time, Murong Xiaoyu also found Ye Feng. After stunned for a while, he was surprised.

"Just got off the plane."

Ye Feng nodded with a smile, then stretched out his hand to the old man and smiled: "Master Murong, good luck."

"The old man doesn't shake hands with your dirty guy!"

Mr. Murong shook his hand away, turned his head, and didn't even give Ye Feng a face.

What's wrong, grandpa?Conflict with Ye Feng?And it seems to have eaten a dark loss?

Murong Xiaoyu's eyes continued to hover over Ye Feng and Grandpa, and he was suspicious.

"Go back and tell the doctor who just had the bones, if he is absent-minded and takes the patient's affairs as a play, then his position in this hospital can also be replaced by someone else."

Ye Feng smiled and turned his head to look at the little nurse.

That cold tone, the little nurse could not help but feel a little hairy.

Immediately afterwards, she suddenly reacted and listened to Ye Feng's tone. The doctor who had just joined her bones seemed to be really wrong.

It was only because Ye Feng shot in time that he did not make a big mistake, nor did he damage the reputation of President Tu.

"it is good."

After Ji Lingling shivered, the little nurse hurriedly pushed the patient to the ward.

"Boy, how did you do it just now? Because of that slap, the broken bones were reset?"

After hearing Ye Feng's disposition, Murong's face turned slightly, looking back at Ye Feng curiously.

"Not bad."

Ye Feng smiled at random, and at the same time, he did not say the reason for how to do it. Instead, he opened the topic and smiled and asked: "Old man, you come to me thousands of miles away, it should not be for picking the thorn in the hospital, but for the little fish. A few needles in the head?"

"Yes."

Mr. Murong nodded, then frowned: "Although the old man's method cannot be said to be an antelope hanging horns, no trace can be found, but it is also considered to be empty, how did you find this little guy?"

Ye Feng smiled and did not speak.

This is just the first contact, he does not need to explain so clearly with a stranger.

"Boy, don't think that you have cured the epidemic, and you can put the old man together with your heart, then you can pretend to be in front of the old man. Compared with the old man, you are still tender!"

Seeing Ye Feng not speaking, Master Murong frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Natural cold veins, Shouyuan twenty years; Mang needling acupuncture points, ten years of life extension. Old man, you come to Beijing this time, it should not be to make things difficult for me, but to seek talent, right?"

Ye Feng looked at Mr. Murong playfully and said lightly.

Xiaoyu was right, this kid really saw her cold vein signs!

And he is very familiar with the condition of the cold veins!

But such a young boy, where did such amazing insights and medical skills come from?

Mr. Murong's heart sank, and he watched Ye Feng cautiously, his heart filled with thoughts.

"There is an attitude of seeking people, but unfortunately, I don't see this attitude from the elderly."

At this moment, Ye Feng smiled indifferently and said gently to Mr. Murong.

"Can you save the little fish?"

Master Murong heard the words, his eyes flashed, and he warned.

Ye Feng bite a'seeking person', which gave him a hunch, Ye Feng seems to have mastered the solution to the cold veins.

Ye Feng smiled silently, neither said yes, nor said no, just dangling Murong's appetite.

"Little fish, let's go!"

After staring at Ye Feng for a long time, Master Murong's gaze changed, and if he finally made a decision, he took Murong Xiaoyu's hand and strode out of the hospital.

Looking at Murong Xiaoyu's swaying waist, Ye Feng touched his chin and smiled quietly.

He believed that it wouldn't take long for Mr. Murong to come back to find him again.

When he waited until then, he didn't speak in vain, but came with full sincerity.

"Grandpa, haven't you been arguing to see Ye Feng? Why did you just leave after seeing him?"

After walking out of the hospital, looking at the worried Murong, Murong Xiaoyu asked.

"Xiaoyu, you honestly told me when did he find out that you have cold veins?"

Master Murong did not answer Murong Xiaoyu's question, but asked her instead.

"That was when I collapsed in military training." Murong Xiaoyu replied without thinking.

Master Murong frowned, staring at her eyes, and continued: "Did you not touch before?"

"No...no..."

Murong Xiaoyu shook his head quickly.

It's not that she didn't want to say it, but that Ye Feng was treated as a female ghost to check her body.

"Just the first time I saw you, I judged that you have cold veins. This young man is really not easy! I have seen many young and handsome men, but I can only have this kid-like medical practice, but it is only in my life! "

Murong Yun didn't find the dodge in Murong Xiaoyu's eyes, but was in amazement.

Murong Xiaoyu was also silent, and Ye Feng's medical skills were her only sight.

This medical technique has not only crushed people of the same age, but even surpassed the elders.

"If this kid can really treat your cold veins, then I don't mind giving him the things passed down by our Murong family ancestors in exchange for his chance to give you treatment!"

After pondering for a long time, Murong Yun suddenly said like what decision he made.

"But isn't that our Murong family's baby?" Murong Xiaoyu looked at Murong Yundao with a sigh.

"There is only one baby in our Murong family, but it is not that thing..."

Murong Yun petted at Murong Xiaoyu and said warmly: "You are Murong's real treasure."

Murong Xiaoyu heard the words, his heart could not help but warm, the eyes were a little hot.

For her cold veins, Grandpa really paid too much.

"But not yet..."

Murong Yun stared into the distance, his eyes changed, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, slowly said: "I have to wait and wait for a good test to see if he really has that ability."

"How to test him?" Murong Xiaoyu wondered.

The corner of Murong Yun's mouth evoked a touch of arc, saying one word at a time: "The top three contests!"

The top three?!

Murong Xiaoyu heard the sound and his breath suddenly stagnate. Then, a bright light began to bloom in his eyes!

...

"The top three competitions? What kind of stuff?"

At the same time, in the ward, Ye Feng asked, questioning Jiang Yuxin, who was holding his mobile phone.

Jiang Yuxin held the phone, saying one word at a time:

"The top three competitions are the three most prestigious Chinese medicine schools in Tongxia, Tanya and He Xia. They are held every five years! Every competition will be played by the best students in each college. Compete for the championship! Each championship will be the future star of Chinese medicine; and the college that wins the competition will also be the real strongest Chinese medicine school in China!"

(End of this chapter)