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Even though they don't understand medical skills, everyone knows that the essence of sweating is the metabolism of the body.

And Guo Haihong had been lying down for so long and had no metabolic ability at all.

But now I am sweating, could it be...

Just when they were still hesitating, Yang Feng pulled out the silver needle and changed several acupuncture points one after another.

His speed is very fast, and his technique is obviously not as jerky as before.

"Is the medicine ready?"

Yang Feng asked.

Yuan Wei nodded quickly and said: "Send it over right away."

"Well, rub it on his Dantian."

"Dantian?"

"Even if he drinks the medicine, it is useless. He cannot digest and absorb it normally, but there is still a slight reaction in the Dantian."

Yang Feng said, tearing open Guo Haihong's dantian clothes.

Have someone blow the medicine to cool it down a bit, then apply it on the Dantian.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng began to inject the needle again.

This is the acupuncture technique he learned from the previous bronze fragment, and its name is Xuanwu Needle.

Perhaps it was the totem worship of people at that time. After all, Xuanwu has a certain representative meaning of longevity.

After several consecutive needles fell, Yang Feng looked at Guo Haihong's body with his eyes and smiled.

"Mr. Yang...is this okay?"

Yuan Wei asked cautiously.

"See for yourself."

"what?"

Yuan Wei didn't react.

But at this moment, Guo Haihong, who had been lying on the bed, suddenly moved.

"Leader Yuan, look at his little finger!"

The subordinate reminded.

Yuan Wei looked at Guo Haihong's little finger, and at this time, the little finger actually started to move.

Everyone present was overjoyed.

Yang Feng nodded and said: "Bring the second bowl of medicine, he will wake up immediately, and he will slowly recover after drinking it."

"Yes, Mr. Yang, you are really...so amazing!"

Yuan Wei's excited eyes shone brightly.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have thought that a young man could have such medical skills.

In fact, let alone him, even the well-informed Murong Wan was surprised at this moment.

The acupuncture method Yang Feng used just now is obviously different from that of traditional doctors.

Moreover, he looks confident, as if he has always been aware of the patient's condition. This only shows one thing, that is, he is very confident in his medical skills and has treated countless patients, otherwise he would never have such confidence.

Of course she didn't know that Yang Feng could judge whether her medical skills were effective through her eyes.

While the ward was still agitated, Guo Haihong had already begun to struggle to open his eyes.

Even though it was very difficult, he still wanted to subconsciously open his eyes to see what world he was in.

However, with his weak physical strength, even if he opened his eyes, they were only very blurry.

After a long time, he seemed to see Yuan Wei clearly next to the hospital bed.

"Mr. Yuan..."

After Guo Haihong saw Yuan Wei, he opened his mouth slightly and greeted him in a voice that was almost like a mosquito.

But this voice was enough to cheer them up.

"Mr. Guo, please stop talking. It was Mr. Yang who saved you with his medical skills of bringing the dead back to life. Now after you drink the medicine, take a good rest and don't waste your energy."

Yuan Wei squeezed Guo Haihong's hand and asked someone to bring the medicinal soup over.

Although they are not from the same organization, they have met several times and can be considered friends.

Guo Haihong looked at Yang Feng again.

There was obviously some confusion in his eyes.

Because he didn't expect that it would be such a young man who saved him.

"have a good rest."

Yang Feng said, taking out a pill from his pocket and said: "I carry this pill with me, but he is still too weak now, so he can't take it yet. You need to wait for him to recover for at least half a day. Give it to him again.”

"This is...Mr. Yang, this is too expensive!"

Yuan Wei recognized it at a glance. These were the pills that Yang Feng sold at the auction. They were worth thousands of gold.

Yang Feng smiled and said: "It's right to save people. Just do as I say. It's getting late today. I will come to see him again tomorrow."

After saying that, Yang Feng walked out of the ward without looking back.

Murong Wan left with him, and Yuan Wei and others were left in the ward.

"What a man of God."

Yuan Wei couldn't help but sigh.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a person, and he was still a young man.

Such strength, such medical skills.

"Leader Yuan, who is this guy...where did he come from?"

The subordinates couldn't help but ask.

Yuan Wei glanced at him, shook his head and said, "It would be great if I knew. Don't think about it and take good care of Mr. Guo."

"Yes."

The men didn't ask any more questions.

the other side.

When Yang Feng and Murong Wan walked out of the hospital, it was already past four in the afternoon.

Winter is gradually approaching now, and it is getting late much faster.

Yang Feng just stretched out and was about to chat with Murong Wan, but found that the latter looked at him a little differently.

"What...are you doing?"

Yang Feng suddenly felt a little scared when she saw him.

Murong Wan's smile was full of meaning and she said: "Your strength seems to have improved again, and it has improved a lot."

"Isn't it always like this?"

"is it?"

Murong Wan looked at Yang Feng, looked at him carefully, and said, "Then you were hiding your strength before?"

"Hmm...that seems more reasonable."

Yang Feng gave an ambiguous answer.

Murong Wan smiled and said: "Maybe I made a mistake. But the source of your strength seems to be different from what I imagined."

"What do you mean? How do you imagine it should be?"

Yang Feng was speechless.

Murong Wan narrowed her eyes and smiled, and said: "It's nothing, but I have to leave in the evening because I have something to do. I will come back tomorrow morning. If you go to see Guo Haihong then, remember to take me with you."

"What's wrong with you again?"

"Are you interested? I can take you with me."

Murong Wan asked with a smile.

Yang Feng shuddered and said, "I'm not going!"

He would never believe what Murong Wan said.

Murong Wan showed a helpless expression and said, "Then I'll leave first."

Just as she said that, a car stopped in front.

Yang Feng also knew the person in the car, Jiang Sulan, whom he had met before.

After seeing the two of them leaving, Yang Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.

But just when he was about to go home, he bumped into an acquaintance at the door of the hospital.

It was Principal Wang of his primary school.

After Principal Wang saw Yang Feng, he recognized him at a glance and said excitedly: "Yang Feng! You are back!"

"Hello, Principal Wang."

Yang Feng said hello.

Principal Wang was overjoyed and excited: "Oh, if I had known you were back, I should have paid a visit in person. Why...you didn't tell me."

"I've only been back for two days, so this..."

"Haha, I know, you are a busy person, but don't I want to report to you on the work situation?"

Principal Wang smiled and said: "With the money you donated before, I have already started rebuilding the teaching building and looking for teachers. I have always wanted to tell you."

"Principal, you can make your own decision on this matter."

How could Yang Feng take care of so many things.

Principal Wang was worried and said, "You paid for this money. Of course I am responsible for every penny you spend. But I also know that you are a busy person, but you have to look at the ledger."

"Hey, Principal Wang, I..."

"Just wait here for a moment. I'll go to my office to get my notebook. Just wait here for me!"

Principal Wang explained to Yang Feng, hurriedly taking three steps and looking back for fear that Yang Feng would run away.