"Brother Jinghong, you have to be careful about what you say!" Old Master Li said with a smile, "Whether Master Ye can cure Xiaofeng or not, he is a distinguished guest of Li's residence, so don't neglect him!"

"Brother Li, I don't want to neglect him, but what I say is true!" Jinghong looked serious: "Seeing a doctor is not a child's play, especially Xiaofeng's disease, there can be no mistakes!"

Mr. Li wanted to speak again, but was stopped by Ye Tian: "The genius doctor Jinghong said it well, if he is a little careless, he will be in great trouble, if the genius doctor Jinghong is sure to cure Xiaofeng's disease, it doesn't matter if he refuses to take this medicine !"

"This..." Mr. Li apologized slightly: "Master Ye, if you don't mind, you can do what you just said!"

"It was originally because of Xiaofeng's condition, so I naturally don't mind." Ye Tian smiled lightly: "It would be great if Jinghong's miracle doctor can heal him!"

Mr. Li nodded repeatedly, and then looked at Jinghong: "If you can cure Xiaofeng, it will be great!"

Jinghong walked towards Xiaofeng's room, looking arrogant, as a master of traditional Chinese medicine, his medical skills are extremely superb, not to mention in the Jiangnan area, even in the country, there are only a handful of them, otherwise Mr. Li would not value it so much.

Taking a closer look at Xiaofeng's condition, Jinghong frowned: "Even in such a mess, plus taking unknown medicine, I'm afraid it will take several hours of acupuncture to cure him!"

"It doesn't matter! As long as Xiaofeng can be cured, nothing else matters." Mr. Li looked solemn: "If brother Jinghong can be cured, I owe you a favor!"

"I came here today to cure Xiaofeng, so don't be polite to me." Jinghong waved his hand, took out the silver needle, and set acupuncture points on Xiaofeng's body.

Feilong and Ye Tian stood aside, but Feilong was a little embarrassed: "Master Ye, I'm so sorry for making you work for nothing, and you will be looked down upon! If it were me, I wouldn't do it either!"

"It doesn't matter!" Ye Tian smiled lightly: "He can really cure Xiao Feng's disease, so everyone is happy, but I think the position of his needle is wrong, I'm afraid..."

Ye Tian hesitated to speak, Jinghong is a master of traditional Chinese medicine, even Mr. Li respects him three points, if Ye Tian speaks out at this time, I'm afraid people will look down upon him.

"What's wrong?" Feilong was surprised for a while, Jinghong is a master of Chinese medicine, under normal circumstances, there would be no mistakes at all, but Ye Tian saw it at a glance, and he didn't know if it was true or not.

"Everyone, please rest in the side hall!" The old butler of the Li family said that there were too many people in the room, and he was afraid of disturbing Jinghong's practice of medicine, so he had this intention.

"Master Ye, please come to the side hall for tea!" Mr. Li said with a smile, naturally he didn't want to neglect Ye Tian.

"Miracle Doctor Jinghong's acupuncture method is chaotic. Although it helps the nerves recover, he missed three acupuncture points! If this continues, Xiaofeng's life may be in danger!" Ye Tian said.

"You little brat, could it be that you are unwilling to be told by me, and that's why you speak so nonsense?" The miracle doctor Jinghong was upset: "If I take action, there will be no patients who can't be cured! It was the same in the past, and it is the same now!"

Mr. Li is also in a difficult situation, Jinghong is a master of Chinese medicine, Ye Tian is quite famous, he naturally believes in Jinghong more, but he likes Xiaofeng and can't bear any danger to Xiaofeng.

"Doctor Jinghong, are you really alright?" Fei Long frowned, Ye Tian didn't have a whim, maybe he saw something.

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