Martial arts supreme

Chapter 47 Could it be her? (Second more)
Suddenly pushed by Ye Feng, Manager Yang almost fell down the steps without losing his balance.

"Hey! I created an opportunity for you the night before yesterday, but you didn't grasp it. You took the initiative to push me out at this time, young master, you are really... hey!" Manager Yang pointed at the closed door, turned around and planned to leave The moment he left, Manager Yang suddenly smelled the stench in the air, and saw his expression change, and he turned to look at the closed door again.

"What's wrong, why is there such a stench in Miss Han's room? Besides, the young master has never been rough on me, how did you push me out just now? Why did you close the door in a panic?"

Manager Yang suddenly felt that something was wrong, but Manager Yang couldn't tell what was wrong.

Looking at Ye Feng who closed the door again, he didn't care about the pungent smell in the room and went directly to the bed.

"So...what the hell happened?" Ye Feng stared at Han Zidie on the bed, his mind buzzed and roared as if half of it had been struck by a thunderbolt.

Regardless of the difference between men and women, Ye Feng hurriedly straightened Han Zidie, who had her eyes closed tightly, grabbed the clothes at the side and put them on her indiscriminately, and then gently let her lie flat on the bed.

"What on earth is going on? Is it true, as the manager said, that bad guys broke into our Ye family?" Ye Feng paced back and forth in the room, his eyes never leaving Han Zidi for a moment.

Ye Feng couldn't figure out what happened, but Han Zidie's clothes were disheveled, and he accurately explained that something he didn't know happened during these two days and one night.

"The door is unlocked, and Sister Zidie's clothes are disheveled. Damn it, what happened?" Ye Feng paced back and forth in the room as if mad.

After walking back and forth more than ten times, when Ye Feng came to Han Zidie's side again, he paused, lifted his nose and sniffed the smell in the room vigorously.

"This... this smell... why is it so familiar? And it is also mixed with a medicinal smell. This medicinal smell is..." Ye Feng frowned and inhaled the stench again. After a moment, his eyes flashed. Panicked: "Ecstasy Grass, it smells like Ecstasy Grass."

The Ecstasy Grass is a kind of nerve herb that can anesthetize people. People who walk the rivers and lakes basically know this kind of herb.

It's not that this kind of herbal medicine is rare and hard to find, but that the ecstasy grass is usually crushed into powder, and then placed in a chimney, as long as the powder in the chimney is lit and blown, the smoke with anesthetic effect will float out.

This smoke is extremely extraordinary. Not only can it anesthetize people's nerves, it can also be life-threatening if too much is inhaled.

Of course, very few people use the ecstasy grass to kill people, because it takes too long to kill people, most of them use it to confuse people.

Usually, the people who use the most enchanting weeds in the world are all prostitutes who prefer to pick flowers.

"Could it be that the flower pickers really came to my Ye Mansion?"

Thinking of this, the veins on Ye Feng's forehead suddenly popped out, and his handsome face was suddenly filled with murderous intent.

What Ye Feng hates most is the flower-picking thieves, and he hates them far more than the thieves who rob homes and homes.At the very least, the villain has some kindness. As long as he is willing to lose money, the villain may not kill anyone in the end.But the flower-picking thieves are different. They often sneak into women's boudoirs late at night, and the women they harm afterwards will commit suicide.

Therefore, people in the Jianghu may let the bandits live when they see them, but they always kill them with swords when they encounter flower picking thieves.

Looking at Han Zidie who closed his eyes again, Ye Feng frowned again, smelled the stench again, and asked in doubt: "This smell is too familiar, where did I smell it?"

Ye Feng scratched his head, thought about it carefully, and suddenly waved his hand and exclaimed: "Yes! It was when I woke up. At that time, there was a rancid smell in the room. Although it was slightly different from this smell, it was not the same. How much difference."

Ye Feng hurriedly turned around and came to the door, opened the door and said to Manager Yang: "Manager, hurry up and ask the doctor in the town, he said that someone in Ye's mansion is dying... Huh? How could I forget this?" gone?"

Before Ye Feng finished speaking, he hurriedly turned around and ran to Han Zidi's bed.

Director Yang outside the door was stunned, he was fooled by Ye Feng's weird behavior.

This time Ye Feng didn't close the door, Manager Yang took a look into the room with his probe, then waved his hand to disperse the smell and walked in.

"Huh? Is she in the room?" Seeing Han Zidie on the bed, Manager Yang sighed slightly.Seeing Ye Feng taking Han Zidie's pulse, Director Yang froze again: "Master, you... what are you doing? Could it be...you became a doctor?"

Ye Feng glanced at Director Yang with the corner of his eyes, and slowly closed his eyes without saying anything. The index finger, middle finger and ring finger of his left hand rested on Han Zidie's wrist, and the three fingers were pressed down and lifted up at times.

Manager Yang was taken aback by this. When he found that Ye Feng closed his eyes with a serious expression, and Han Zidie closed his eyes again as if he was in a coma, Manager Yang realized that something must be going on here, so he stopped talking and stood up. Quietly watching Ye Feng and Han Zidie from the side.

About a quarter of an hour passed, Ye Feng withdrew his left hand for feeling the pulse, gently put Han Zidie's arm back into the mattress, and slowly stood up.

"Young master! You... you are?" Director Yang frowned puzzledly, and looked at Ye Feng, who had his back turned to him, and asked lightly in doubt.

Ye Feng's gloomy complexion eased slightly, but there was a doubt between his brows, and he murmured: "The pulse condition is stable and full of vitality. The dantian has vitality, and Ren Du's second channel has been opened. Strange... really strange .”

"Young master? What are you talking about? Why can't this old slave understand a word?" Director Yang looked at Han Zidie, then turned his head and asked again.

Ye Feng came to his senses, walked to the desk in the room, picked up a pen, spread out a piece of white paper, and wrote down a piece of writing smoothly.

"Boss! You take this piece of paper to the pharmacy, and ask the owner of the pharmacy to fill the medicine according to the prescription. When you come back, ask the servant to boil the medicine and bring it over."

"This... this... Young Master, this thing you wrote... is not as good as this old slave asking the master..." After taking the prescription, Manager Yang said with a confused look on his face.

Ye Feng knew that Manager Yang didn't believe in his medical skills, and he didn't want to explain too much to Manager Yang at the moment, so he said, "Okay! Let's hurry up and get it done."

"Okay... okay!"

Director Yang nodded discouragedly, turned around and left with the prescription.

Returning to the bed with his hands behind his back, Ye Feng stared at Han Zidi solemnly, feeling shocked in his heart.

"The shougong sand on Sister Zidie's arm is still there, so it can be concluded that she has not been persecuted by the gangsters. She has regained vitality in her dantian, and the two veins of Ren and Du have been opened for a short time. Who broke into Sister Zidie's house?" Room? And why are you helping her open up the Ren and Du channels?"

After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly flashed, and a person suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Could it be... that old woman?"

　There is another update, which is to make up for the chapter owed yesterday.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)