The Strongest Son-in-law: God-level Choice

The acupuncture method performed on Ji Baishan this time is not the pulse-gathering acupuncture method performed on Ming Youli before.

The nature of the two is different, but there are certain similarities.

In other words, Ji Baishan's hidden disease that cannot be cured in his body is an internal injury, and the internal injury has always existed in the body, becoming a key point that may explode at any time.

The reason why there is no solution is that there is no way to accurately locate and treat it.

Lin Guoqing had no choice.

But this is not difficult for Ji Feng.

There is also a method of acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine, which can treat dark diseases anywhere in the human body.

However, this method of acupuncture is very difficult to operate, and it is not as simple as the method of gathering pulses.

And, it has also been lost.

To say who has mastered this method of acupuncture and moxibustion, it would be Hua Tuo, a genius doctor in ancient times.

In this small courtyard of the old man, no one usually comes, and no one dares to come casually.

Wang Meng stood guard outside the door.

inside the house.

Ji Baishan was lying on the bed, Lin Guoqing stood aside, staring intently at Ji Feng's needle dropping technique and position.

Because he was old and worried that he could not remember, Lin Guoqing also took out his mobile phone to record it.

The whole process lasted nearly an hour.

After a mouthful of crimson blood was spit out from Ji Baishan's mouth, the treatment was over, and it was very successful.

"Master, how do you feel?" Ji Feng asked with a smile.

"Comfortable, breathing is much smoother, and the feeling of being wrong before is gone." Ji Baishan said, secretly amazed in his heart.

He knows his body.

As a result, I drank the tonic that Ji Feng gave yesterday, and now after Ji Feng's acupuncture, the whole person is indescribably refreshing.

Energetic, very spirited.

Full confidence to live another ten or twenty years.

Ji Baishan is really curious, where did Ji Feng learn this medical skill from.

Even Lin Guoqing, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, does not know this medical skill.

"Master, I will write the prescription to Master Meng in a while. I will write down the dosage and the way of taking it. Take the medicine on time and drink it for a month, and you will have nothing in your body." Ji Feng said.

Ji Baishan nodded.

"Brother Ji, I really admire this acupuncture technique. Please accept this old man."

Lin Guoqing said that he was about to bow to Ji Feng.

You must know that Ji Feng can let him be on the side and observe the whole process, and he shows it without hesitation. This is how powerful.

Let Lin Guoqing admire very much in his heart.

"Lin Lao is a broken boy, I am a junior, this kind of gift is not acceptable." Ji Feng's eyes were quick and he held Lin Guoqing back.

He doesn't have the kind of person who is about the same age as his grandfather to give him a salute.

Isn't it equivalent to indirectly teaching an apprentice, what a big thing.

The key is that he does not rely on this craft to eat.

"Elder Ji, it is a blessing to have such a grandson." Lin Guoqing envied.

"Hahaha." Ji Baishan said proudly, "I think so too."

"Then if there's nothing else, I'll go first." When things were done, Ji Feng didn't plan to stay any longer. After speaking, he said to Ji Baishan, "By the way, old man, I'll take Ji Xiaoyu with me."

"Ji Xiaoyu? What do you want that girl for? Are you interested in someone else?" Ji Baishan joked.

"The company is short of manpower, so I think she is very suitable, old man, why don't you let people go." Ji Feng said.

"Let go, let it go, it's also her blessing that he can follow you. This girl is lonely in Ji's house, and it's also pitiful. It's a good thing for her to go with you." Ji Baishan said.

"That's it, I'll go say hello to my parents first." Ji Feng said.

"Boy, come here to see Grandpa more when you have nothing to do." Ji Baishan urged.

"Got it." Ji Feng turned to go out and waved his hand.

After Ji Feng left, Lin Guoqing looked at Ji Baishan and said with a smile: "Elder Ji, you said at the birthday banquet yesterday to let the younger generation move around more, my granddaughter is single, she looks good, and she is also filial... .."

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Ji Feng bought the air ticket in the afternoon, and it was already late in Gimhae City.

Because I took Ji Xiaoyu back this time, I bought an extra one.

Knowing that Ji Feng was leaving today, Ji Jun and Xia Ling did not go to the company, but stayed at home.

After all, it won't be long before he is separated from his son again.

"Son, take good care of yourself. Mom is not around, but you must not treat yourself badly." Xia Ling urged.

"Got it, Mom."

"Son, I won't say much more, just work hard, and tell Dad if there is any difficulty, don't carry it alone. Although you and I don't have much ability, it is impossible for my son to be bullied by others in vain. ' said the runner-up.

"It's okay, Dad, I've never been the only one bullying others, and no one has ever bullied me." Ji Feng said with a smile.

After saying goodbye, Ji Feng left with Ji Xiaoyu.

This time Ji Feng left without making much publicity.

On the way to the airport.

Wang Meng drove Ji Feng and Ji Xiaoyu off.

"Master Feng, this is what the master asked me to give you. The password is six 0s." Wang Meng drove the car with one hand, took out a bank card with the other, and handed it to Ji Feng.

"What do these mean?" Ji Feng asked with a smile.

"Master said, although you are his grandson, he can't take advantage of his own grandson. There is 100 million in the card, which is the pocket money he gave you." Wang Meng said.

"Yo, the old man is so arrogant, this shot is 100 million." Ji Feng joked.

"By the way, the master also said that when you want to be fine, Master Feng, you can send him a few more calligraphy and paintings. The master likes your calligraphy very much, Master Feng. When I left, he was still looking at you yesterday. What about the poem you wrote?" Wang Meng laughed.

"Mengpai, when you go back, tell the old man that it's no problem if you want me to write and paint, five million one. When I'm short of money, I will write one hundred and eighty and sell it to him." Ji Feng said.

Hearing this, Wang Meng smiled wryly.

He knew that Ji Feng was joking.

But he thought, although he was joking, it seemed that Ji Feng would really do such a thing.

After all, this season's eldest Master Sun has never played cards as usual.

Ji Xiaoyu, who was sitting beside Ji Feng, looked envious.

She is not envious of the old man for giving Ji Feng so much money, but the kind of affection between Ji Feng and the old man.