C22 His Reputation Gradually Rose

"Spring Breeze Support Willow!"

Ye Feng shouted in a low voice, and then a wisp of true qi shot out of his right hand. He pushed it with true qi, and the silver needle immediately swayed.

"Elder Xu, how do you feel?"

"I feel bloated, I feel it. There is a flow of air flowing in my body. It is very comfortable."

Ye Feng put away the needle, sterilized it, and injected it into Elder Xu's neck again.

"The needle is good for both human and human!"

Before Ye Feng could ask, Elder Xu shouted, "Hot, why is this needle so hot?"

Then, Ye Feng pulled the needle out.

After experiencing the profoundness of the Nine Meridian Divine Needle, Elder Xu praised it repeatedly.

Ye Feng said, "There are nine needles in total for the Nine Meridians Divine Needle. They are the Nine Divine Needles that connect the heaven and earth, the flying dragon in the sky, and the guiding dragon into the sea. The Ascending Dragon Regrets, the Unity of Heaven and Man, and the Unity of Heaven and Man. The spring breeze will support the willow, the autumn wind will sweep the leaves, and the bright moon in the sea."

" The last six needles need to be operated by air and consume a lot of spiritual gas."

"It's a pity that we can't use such a marvelous needle technique."

Elder Tian said with regret.

Tung Xinyuan said earnestly, "I saw the future of TCM in him."

The two elders nodded in agreement.

The patients in the clinic were also stunned by what they saw just now. It turned out that the legendary True Qi really existed.

This young man actually existed like a deity.

No wonder his medical skills were so brilliant.

Ye Feng looked at the surrounding patients and said, "Senior, everyone should be anxious now. Why don't we help them treat their illness before catching up?"

Next, the few of them went to work together to diagnose and treat the patient's injuries.

Tung Xinyuan waved his hand. All the patients today were treated for free, and the medicinal herbs needed were also given free of charge.

After all the patients left, Tung Xinyuan got someone to bring food and drinks over.

"Ye, I wonder where you saw Senior Medical Saint?"

After they sat down, Elder Xu asked.

When his master, Chen Nantian, was mentioned, Ye Feng immediately felt disappointed.

If it wasn't for the ability that his master had taught him, Ye Feng's life wouldn't have been like this. Perhaps he would have been killed a long time ago.

He said in a low voice, "I met my master five years ago in prison."

"In the prison? No wonder there was no trace of Senior Medical Saint. It turned out that he was imprisoned."

Elder Tian asked, "Why was Medical Saint imprisoned?"

"Master said he was framed. At that time, he was treating a patient. He had saved the patient, but he was suddenly arrested. He said he had committed the crime of intentional murder."

"He was directly locked up in prison that day. He was locked up for 13 years."

"Then who was the one who framed Master Medical Saint?"

Tung Xinyuan asked. There was a faint killing intent between his brows.

Ye Feng was silent for a moment. Finally, he said, "Master suspects that it was Western Medicine Group."

"At that time, Western medicine entered the domestic market. In order to allow Western medicine to quickly occupy the market in the country, not only did it tarnish the reputation of Western medicine, but it also killed famous doctors everywhere."

The three people looked at each other with serious expressions.

"So that's how it is. I said that several of Medical Saint's hands have disappeared. I'm afraid that they have also encountered the same thing."

Tung Xinyuan asked again, "What do you plan to do, Ye?"

"One day, I will definitely promote TCM and avenge my master."

"Good, well said! In that case, the three of us will definitely help you."

Following that, the few of them toasted and exchanged cups, and chatted for a long time until the sky turned dark.

Elder Tian and Elder Xu had drunk too much and went to sleep.

Ye Feng got up and left.

Before parting, Tung Xinyuan called out to Ye Feng and said:

"About what you said last time, I suddenly thought of a medical reward. You can give it a try. Later, I will arrange a copy of the information and send it to you."

These few days, Ye Feng was in the hospital and found that the patients he usually received were mostly common medical cases.

In order to quickly increase his medical experience, he wanted to come into contact with more difficult and complicated diseases.

He had told Tung Xinyuan last time, and Tung Xinyuan was very supportive.

What Ye Feng did not know was that after the afternoon incident, the news of The Successor of the Medical Saint reappearing in the world had spread.

As soon as Ye Feng returned to the hospital, Tung Xinyuan sent the relevant information about the medical reward to his mobile phone.

The medical reward was a list of medical rewards from a civil organization. It was full of difficult and complicated diseases, and the reward was very generous.

Of course, this reward was not something that anyone could accept.

It was only spread in the corresponding medical circle, and outsiders would not easily know about it.

Along with the information, there was also a link to a website.

Ye Feng clicked on it and saw a long list of rewards.

At the top were a few major cancer: lung cancer, liver cancer, coloneal cancer, AIDS.

The reward for these four items was over a hundred million dollars, and it was still US dollars.

Ye Feng looked down and saw that there were indeed many illnesses that he had never seen before.

However, Ye Feng did not take a closer look, because the distance between them and Jiangzhou City was too far.

Suddenly, Ye Feng saw a message.

The reward was 10 million, the patient was 12 years old, illness: atrophy of the body, unconscious, location: Jiangzhou City.

This was it. Ye Feng wrote down the relevant information and fell asleep.

The next morning, Ye Feng found a new message on his phone. It was from Gong Qingyan.

She had already been discharged from the hospital and returned home. She invited Ye Feng to their house for a banquet tonight.

Ye Feng gladly agreed.

After that, Ye Feng dialed the number of the person who was hanging up. After getting the exact address, Ye Feng rushed to the patient's address.

The patient's location was not too far away. He took a taxi and arrived in two hours.

It seemed that the family's family background was not bad.

A middle-aged man in his forties greeted him.

After Ye Feng entered, the middle-aged man kept looking behind Ye Feng from time to time. He didn't see anyone else.

The middle-aged man asked, "Little brother, where's your master?"

"Master? My master has passed away."

After saying that, Ye Feng reacted and continued, "I was the one who cured him."

"Guoqiang, is the doctor here?"

At this moment, a woman in her thirties walked out. She was still attractive and beautiful, but her face was full of sadness and exhaustion.

When she saw Ye Feng, her eyes, which were full of surprise and hope, immediately dimmed.

She had experienced too much hope and disappointment in the past few days.

Looking at the young doctor in front of her, she was afraid that he had been blinded by the high reward again and overestimated himself.

Ye Feng saw the couple's performance in his eyes and roughly understood in his heart.

So he said, "Where is the patient? Please take me to see him."

Lin Guoqiang sighed lightly and led Ye Feng into the house.

In a bedroom on the second floor, there were two or three doctors in white coats in the room. They were constantly staring at the instruments beside them.