Endless Rebirth

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng sat quietly in the living room and thought. Whenever he wants to plan for big things, he must learn to meditate, think carefully step by step, and be foolproof. Even if something unexpected happens, he must anticipate and respond in advance.

This is the style of doing things that he has gradually formed. It is less frizzy and impetuous than a young man, and more calm than he should be at his age. Whether it is good or bad is unclear for the time being, but Chen Feng feels very good and is not happy in his heart. conflict.

Collecting intelligence, confirming targets, formulating plans, assigning tasks, arranging backup, evacuation routes, finishing work, etc. These steps are almost engraved in his bones. He subconsciously uses them in his daily life, even for a small matter. All so.

Just like playing chess, holding one piece, looking at all the way, and learning to consider the whole situation.

By the time the plan in my mind gradually became clear, a lot of time had passed, and the rain outside had begun to slow down, but the wind was a bit stronger than before, which made people no longer want to walk in the rain.

After drinking a lot of tea, he felt a little greasy, but now he felt much more comfortable. Chen Feng stood up and called everyone down to get ready to go to school.Looking at the complaining people in front of him, Chen Feng suddenly wanted to laugh. There was obviously a teacher here, but he became the housekeeper, like a nanny at home, urging the children to go to school.

This feeling is so good!He thought lightly.

Before getting in the car, Chen Feng downloaded the work agreement sent from the Chinese website from his computer to his mobile phone. Although he didn't pay much attention to the signing, it was still something that needed to be completed, so after sending the three of them back to school, He drove to the city, found a printing company, printed out the agreement, and made copies of several ID cards.

I signed it casually and sent it off on the way.

After completing this matter, he wandered around the major medicine stores. He took his UOB card and swiped packages of medicinal materials. As long as he needed them, he tried his best to buy them as much as possible. This caused him to get into trouble. At the same time, all major medicinal stores were almost empty.

After returning to the car, there was a strong smell of medicinal herbs inside. Chen Feng smiled with satisfaction. Now that he had nothing to worry about, it was time to seriously improve his body.However, it is not enough to have medicinal materials, some necessary utensils are not yet available.

What worries him is that Xingcheng has not found satisfactory utensils, such as casseroles for boiling medicine, not to mention purple clay ones, and even ordinary clay ones. He heard that he has to go to the countryside to find them, which makes him sad. He felt a little embarrassed.

I made a call to my hometown in the countryside and asked my grandma. It turned out that there was no one in the village. Everyone used stainless steel. This result disappointed Chen Feng. He decided to look for it. If it was not available, he would have to order it.

Although it felt like it would take a lot of effort, he had no intention of just finding a substitute. The casserole has been passed down to this day, and there is a reason for it. For Chen Feng, a good casserole can determine the fusion of medicinal materials, which in turn affects the effect of his exercise. , no carelessness.

With one more thing to worry about, Chen Feng didn't stay in the city longer, turned around and bought an electronic scale, and drove back.

After going back and forth several times, the medicinal materials were finally moved into the house. Chen Feng didn't have time to rest, so he began to prepare the medicinal materials according to the recipe in his mind.

Regarding the pharmaceutical skill, he actually didn't master it very well. When he graduated from the special agent camp, he just barely passed the test. His talents lie in personnel layout and intelligence collection, while the general team will be equipped with specialized pharmaceutical talents.

Despite this, he still knows a lot about some prescriptions for improving the body. These are some famous Chinese medicine experts who gathered together to collect ancient and modern folk remedies, famous prescriptions, residual prescriptions, etc., and summarized them through scientific reduction and careful pharmacological study. from.

Chen Feng was not allowed to be used by his superiors until the second year after he entered the secret service camp. He was lucky enough to be the first batch of guinea pigs, and the results were not bad.It's only [-], and I don't know if those old men have finished collecting the prescriptions?

Turning his attention to the present, Chen Feng moved the sofa in the hall and spread several large pieces of paper from the medicine shop on the floor. He placed the medicines in categories.

While recalling the dosage of the medicinal materials, he quickly weighed it with an electronic scale.

He continued this kind of work for more than two hours before finishing the last one. The ground was covered with different medicinal materials wrapped in different prescriptions. At this time, the rain outside had stopped long ago, leaving only the sound of water drops.

"It's finally okay, phew!" Chen Feng stood up and stretched his aching and numb body, and then took all the medicinal materials to his room. It was not that troublesome to store these medicinal materials that were not used to make the decoction.

Chen Feng left five packets of medicinal materials. These five packets were for Uncle Hai. Although there was no prescription specifically for treating Uncle Hai's right hand, the medicine he prepared could alleviate the pain of Uncle Hai's attack to the greatest extent. It can be applied externally It can also repair muscle damage, and the effect is extraordinary.

Seeing that there was still enough time, Chen Feng went out with five bags of medicinal materials and went to find Uncle Hai.

I didn’t drive, after all, it was just a few steps, but I took an umbrella. I was afraid it would rain when I came back later, and the weather was unpredictable, so I should take some precautions.

The door of the auto repair shop was ajar as always. The tattered courtyard wall was beaten by rain and strong winds and remained motionless. However, there was a trace of moisture on the moss-covered red bricks. It still looked a bit antique. If there were ivy, it would be like this. It seems like someone else has changed.

When I saw Uncle Xiong, he was sleeping on the sofa in the hall. He was snoring loudly. The sound of dripping water from the eaves could not be covered up. Chen Feng heard it before entering the door. Some of them came to the back of the sofa with a wet umbrella. Aiming at Uncle Xiong’s forehead.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

"Ah! It's leaking, it's leaking, please help..."

Like a carp in a dry stream, Uncle Xiong jumped up suddenly. Before he even opened his eyes, he was shouting. His hands were flying in the air, moving his loose clothes, revealing a trace of white flesh.

"Hahahaha..." Seeing such a rare scene, Chen Feng leaned over and laughed.

The laughter slowly woke up Uncle Xiong, and his vision gradually became clearer. He touched his forehead and found that his palms were wet. Uncle Xiong immediately glared at him angrily, "You stinky boy, you deliberately made me sleep poorly." Where are you sleeping? Why are you coming here so late? "

"Send something to Uncle Hai," Chen Feng said, holding up several packages of medicinal materials in his hand, and then asked, "Where is Uncle Hai? What are you doing?"

"What else can we do? Just watch TV." Uncle Xiong wiped his face and said angrily, "Since you delivered the TV set yesterday, that guy hasn't been out. He even makes a few meals. I'm a little embarrassed. If I had known he was so obsessed with it, I would have bought it for him. Why wait until now and let you spend money."

"It's all the same whether it costs money or not. Besides, don't you know this?" Chen Feng said with a smile. It seems that Uncle Hai is still yearning for the outside world, otherwise he wouldn't keep looking at it. But he knows that Hai My uncle has lived in Star City for more than ten years and has never been out.

"Stop talking. Talking too much makes people angry. By the way, I haven't asked you yet, kid. Tell me honestly, where did you get so much money? The two thousand I gave is not enough?" Uncle Xiong looked at him doubtfully. he asked.

When the delivery truck of the home appliance mall knocked on the door yesterday, he thought the other party had made a mistake. Then he looked at the signature and saw that it was Chen Feng who paid. He was a little confused and asked them to move the things in first, and then spent some effort. Help install the TV.

After all, the hut in the backyard didn't even have a closed line, so the wiring had to be connected from the second floor. I forgot about the time in this busy work, and it was another rainy day. Uncle Xiong, who was suffering from laziness, didn't call Chen Feng until Only now is the chance.

"I hid it from the enemy. Don't tell anyone about it."

enemy?Uncle Xiong was confused at first, but then he realized what he was doing, his eyes widened and he said, "You..."

"Shh! Don't say anything, keep it a secret!" Chen Feng pretended to be mysterious, "Keep it a secret."

Uncle Xiong nodded wildly while secretly praising Chen Feng for his courage. Even though the incident had passed, he still hadn't recovered yet. After all, it happened in his own factory.

"No more words, I'm going to find Uncle Hai." After Chen Feng said that, he left, leaving Uncle Xiong extremely depressed. Only a few words could delay his good sleep.

Shaking a bunch of medicinal materials in his hand, Chen Feng came to the backyard. The sound from the TV came from inside the house. Chen Feng pushed the door open and went in. Uncle Hai was watching with enthusiasm.

"Coming?" The greeting was still very calm.

"Well, I brought you some medicinal materials." Chen Feng said, shaking the things in front of his eyes.

"Huh?" Uncle Hai, who was really enjoying it, was attracted. He sniffed and asked in surprise, "Where did you get the recipe? This must be a good match."

"Do you still understand Chinese medicine?" Chen Feng asked unexpectedly.

"Nonsense, there is no separation between medicine and food. They are all taken from the mouth. How can you not be familiar with them? Don't forget that there is also medicinal food." Uncle Hai got up from the bed as he spoke, unpacked and looked at and smelled the food.

"What kind of recipe is this? Why have I never seen it before?" Uncle Hai asked doubtfully.

"It's a family heirloom. Where have you ever seen someone who specially got it for you to treat your hand? Why don't you give it a try?" Chen Feng asked tentatively. A family heirloom is only reasonable. Otherwise, who knows if Uncle Hai will continue to ask.

Uncle Hai did not speak, but squatted down, pulled out a box more than half a meter long from under the bed, and took out a black casserole from it.

"I didn't expect that this thing would be useful one day." Uncle Hai said with a chuckle.

Next, without letting Uncle Hai do anything, Chen Feng kept busy. He not only turned up the stove, but also washed the casserole, put the medicinal materials in one by one, and moved a chair to stand next to the stove to keep an eye on the heat.

About an hour and a half later, Chen Feng took down the casserole and opened the lid with his hands. The rich medicinal aroma mixed with the hot air hit his face. What caught his eyes was the golden color and thick medicinal juice.

Chen Feng found two bowls, poured the potion one by one, and asked Uncle Hai to take three orally of each bowl. After a quarter of an hour, Chen Feng went to Uncle Hai to find gauze and a roll of bandage, and asked Uncle Hai to expose his entire right side. arm, and then carefully dipped the gauze sponge into another bowl of potion, and carefully applied it all over Uncle Hai's right arm.

There was still a small half of the bowl left. Chen Feng soaked it with both hands and massaged Uncle Hai's arms with an exclusive technique. Now that he was a beginner in knife skills, his hands and fingers became very flexible. Uncle Hai felt comfortable and wanted to sleep.