The god-level master of the cold and beautiful president

After a round of needle pricking, Chu Feng withdrew his hands and asked, "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

"Chu Feng, your technique is amazing. Although my head still hurts a little, it's not as painful as it was at the beginning!"

Hearing this, Yang Qing turned her head and said to Chu Feng in amazement.

While speaking, he sized up Chu Feng curiously, feeling that Chu Feng was full of secrets.

"In this case, it should be almost fine after drinking the medicine later."

Seeing that Yang Qing said it was effective, Chu Feng nodded, feeling very satisfied that the medical skills he displayed could have such an effect.

"Then when will the needles on my body be removed?"

Realizing that her head didn't hurt so much, Yang Qing was about to get up and move around. She felt that she had been lying on the sofa for a long time, and her chest was painful.But as soon as he got up, Yang Qing felt a foreign body sensation on his back, and he didn't dare to move, so he quickly laid down on the sofa and asked Chu Feng.

"This needle can't be removed for the time being. It stays on your body. First, it is to regulate the nerves and suppress the pain. Second, it is to stimulate the functions of your body organs, detoxify and detoxify. Now the organs in your body are moving faster than usual. It is running at a speed of [-] times, and after a while, take it off and drink it with the decoction, which can have the greatest effect of detoxification and conditioning the body."

Seeing Yang Qing looking at him eagerly, Chu Feng smiled and said to Yang Qing that he didn't agree to the request in Yang Qing's gaze.

"Ah... well then, can you get me the phone for me?"

Hearing that Chu Feng said that leaving the silver needle on her body was of such great benefit to her, Yang Qing dared not mention the matter of asking Chu Feng to pull out the needle.

There is nothing wrong with simply lying on the stomach, she plans to play games for a while to relieve boredom.

"okay."

For Yang Qing's request, Chu Feng did not refuse. After going to the living room to give Yang Qing's mobile phone, Chu Feng saw that Yang Qing was playing a game called Xiaoxiaole, and felt dull.

Shaking his head, he went to the living room and took out another set of medicinal materials. After washing them, he chopped them up, then found the pestle and roller for pounding the medicine, and sat beside the sofa to pound the medicine.

"Chu Feng, what are you doing?"

Yang Qing, who was playing a game, looked at Chu Feng's movements curiously. While speaking, her nose twitched, and she smelled a smell of medicine. She immediately asked with a bitter face, "Is this the medicine for me?"

"No, I made trauma medicine."

Chu Feng shook his head, replied, and continued making medicine.

"Trauma medicine? Didn't someone bandage you at the pharmacy before? By the way, why don't we go to the hospital?"

Hearing this, Yang Qing looked at Chu Feng's hand, thinking that Chu Feng's injury had flared up again, and suddenly became nervous, put the phone aside, and looked at Chu Feng.

"The medicine in the hospital is useless. It won't get better in ten days and half a month. The medicine I made is much better than the medicine in the hospital. It takes three to five days to fully recover."

Using the basic medical skills in his mind, he did several experiments on Yang Qing, and all of them proved that what he got was no problem. Chu Feng completely believed in the medical knowledge in his mind, and the medicine he was making at this moment was a kind of The healing effect is relatively good, and cheap healing medicine.

"No way? The medicine in the hospital is only to prevent bacterial infection. By the way, it has a bactericidal effect. If the wound wants to heal, it needs the body's own healing ability to recover. This healing speed is fixed, and your medicine is amazing. Is it possible to speed up the recovery?" Yang Qing felt that Chu Feng was exaggerating the effect of his medicine, and he didn't believe it.

"Are you so sure that my medicine is useless?"

Chu Feng didn't argue with Yang Qing, he stopped what he was doing with a smile, looked at Yang Qing who was lying on the side, and said with a wink.

"This... I'm not doubting you, I'm just speaking according to what I know."

Seeing Chu Feng's eyes, Yang Qing was afraid of making Chu Feng unhappy, so he explained.

"It's okay. I just want to ask you, if this medicine is effective? We live together every day, and you can test the recovery of my hand. "

Chu Feng shook his head to dispel Yang Qing's worry, then stared at Yang Qing, the meaning was obvious, Yang Qing could test the recovery speed of his hand.

"If your medicine... really works, I apologize to you, and then..."

After hesitating for a while, Yang Qing said to Chu Feng, but she paused again, as if she was thinking about something.

"What happened? Then what?"

Seeing Yang Qing like this, Chu Feng was aroused by Yang Qing's curiosity. He looked at Yang Qing and planned to see what she would say next.

"Are you short of money?"

Yang Qing said what she hesitated.

"Are you short of money?"

This question stopped Chu Feng immediately, but after a moment of stunned, Chu Feng came back to his senses.

Short, very short!He said in his heart.

However, he is very reserved.

Although he knew that he who owned the "Money Exchange System" would need a lot of money in the future to exchange the good things produced by the system, and the most important thing right now was to make money, but Chu Feng was not in a hurry to express his thoughts.

"It's okay, what's the matter?"

Staring at Yang Qing closely, Chu Feng's eyes were full of interest, wanting to hear what Yang Qing would say, why did he ask him if he was short of money.

"You also know that my father has many people under his command. These people often fight, so bloody injuries are very common, and he has contact with many people in other provinces. If your medicine is really effective, I can give it to you. You act as a middleman, bringing you and my dad to negotiate business. He has several hospitals and pharmaceutical factories under his control, where your medicine can be produced, manufactured, and sold."

Yang Qing did not notice the intense interest in Chu Feng's eyes, and said.

"Let me cooperate with your dad to discuss business?"

Chu Feng didn't expect that what Yang Qing said would be like this, and he was a little moved for a moment.

"If my medicine is effective, what do you think is the chance of success if you act as an intermediary? And how much profit can I get?"

After the heartbeat, Chu Feng asked what he was more interested in.

Hearing what Yang Qing said, it seems that he should provide the prescription, and Yang Shihao's people will produce and make it. His role in this process is almost only to provide the prescription, and he is worried that the profit will be too small.

"This... about four or six minutes."

After thinking about it, Yang Qing said, but she didn't know her father's business habits, and after giving this data, she was not very sure.

"Me four?"

Chu Feng obviously sensed the uncertainty in Yang Qing's words. He was a little surprised by this statistic. He thought it was very high, and wanted to ask Yang Qing if it was too high.

"No, of course you are six. You provided the prescription. If there is no prescription, my dad used something to produce it. How could you be four?"

Before Chu Feng could say it, Yang Qing explained to Chu Feng, and said: "If you master the prescription, you have mastered the most important thing. If my dad is tempted to talk to you about business, With this prescription, you can definitely lead him by the nose."

Ok?
Seeing Yang Qing explaining to himself in a serious manner, Chu Feng felt strange in his heart.

Yang Qing was telling herself how to goug out more pieces of meat from her father's body?
This girl is an honest person!
Chu Feng felt emotional in his heart.