Guafan set up a stall: the start of the game calculates the school's beauty

Rheumatism!
It is a long-term treatment, how can it be cured in a short time!
The set of treatment plan in his hand is just to control the disease in the early stage, and then to cure the rheumatism in the old museum in the later stage.

In general, it will take at least a month, and the chance of success is only [-]%.

Lin Feng's treatment and waiting time combined were less than two hours.

Completely cured?Unless Lin Feng is a fairy!
"Focus on civil and martial arts, Lin still said the same thing, don't think that others can't do things that you can't do!"

"Lin said that within half an hour, within half an hour, the old owner will definitely be cured!"

Lin Feng looked at Chong Wenwu with contempt on his face. He was becoming more and more impatient with the old guy not far away.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people in the ward, he would have to let the old guy Chong Wenwu know the taste of his fists.

"Hehe, old man, if I believe you, I will be the biggest fool in the world!"

Chong Wenwu sneered when he heard this, and didn't believe Lin Feng's words at all.

In his mind, Lin Feng was just trying to please the public, half an hour is absolutely impossible.

With firmness in his heart, Zhong Wenwu's head instantly came alive.

"But, Lin, if you believe in it for half an hour, the old curator's rheumatism will be cured."

"Now the two of us, why don't we make a bet?"

"What are you betting on, just say it, don't waste Lin's time!"

Seeing that the fish had already taken the bait, Zhong Wenwu obviously didn't care about Lin Feng's attitude, and said with a mean smile:

"It's very simple, within half an hour, if the old man's rheumatism is not cured, you have to return all the things the old man lost last time!"

"And... Kneel on the ground and kowtow to me again, until I am satisfied!"

If the whole set is done, all the face and face will be lost. At that time, Lin Feng will be shorter in front of him.

"Mr. Lin, this old bastard who emphasizes civil and martial arts is obviously trying to provoke you on purpose. You must not be fooled by that person!"

When Long Xitian saw that Gao Yun was approaching in a bad manner, he immediately stepped forward and whispered to Lin Feng to remind him.

The time was fixed at half an hour, which was very unfavorable to Lin Feng.

However, Lin Feng didn't care about this, and directly declined Long Xitian's kindness.

"Mr. Long, Mr. Lin doesn't pay attention to a small civil and martial artist!"

"Lin said that half an hour, half an hour will definitely cure the old curator!"

As soon as the words fell, Long Xitian, who was astonished, directly agreed to the bet on civil and martial arts.

"Hahaha, I never expected that you really dare to follow!"

"To be honest, I really don't know if you are stupid or too smart!"

Chong Wenwu laughed unscrupulously. In his eyes, Lin Feng's promise was the beginning of his failure.

Right now!

Chong Wenwu could imagine the scene of Lin Feng kneeling and kowtowing to him.

"Focus on civil and martial arts, I'm too lazy to argue with you, Lin just wants to ask you now, I took out a nice treasure, shouldn't you also take out something corresponding!"

"Otherwise half an hour later, just watching you kneel on the ground and kowtow to me, it really means nothing to win!"

Lin Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard this, and said noncommittally.

Chong Wenwu wants to compare with him, so now come up with something substantial.

As soon as this word comes out!
Zhong Wenwu became gloomy instantly, but he didn't want to let go of this good opportunity.

After hesitating for a while, he took out a palm-sized golden nanmu box from his bosom.

The moment the golden nanmu box was opened, a tangy medicinal smell wafted across the entire ward.

sizzle...

"It turned out to be a century-old ginseng!"

One of the sharp-eyed people couldn't help but exclaimed.

And his shout made many people's eyes fall on the golden nanmu box in Chong Wenwu's hand.

"My surname is Lin, take care of me, old man, what I have on me is not ordinary century-old ginseng!"

"This century-old ginseng has at least 700 years of medicinal properties, but it is not far away from the thousand-year-old medicinal material!"

"Use it to gamble, it's enough, Lin!"

Shit doesn't have a long way!

For the remaining 300 years, how many generations must be born, aged, sick and died.

If it were placed in ancient times, it would be the rise and fall of a dynasty.

But having said that, the century-old ginseng in Zhong Wenwu's hands is still enough to bet on.

"Okay, heavy on civil and martial arts, I'll bet you this one!"

After Lin Feng and Chong Wenwu finalized the decision, all eyes in the ward fell on the old museum owner alone.

Whether the old owner can be cured depends on who wins and loses in this game.

Drop drop... drop drop...

Arrive in half an hour soon, observe the heavy civil and military for a long time.

Seeing the old curator on the hospital bed, still not waking up, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hahaha, half an hour has already passed, and the old curator didn't even wake up, and even said that it can be cured!"

"Lin Feng, Lin Feng, hurry up and kneel down for me!"

Chong Wenwu laughed out loud, and couldn't wait to see how embarrassed Lin Feng was when he knelt down in front of him.

"Nonsense, Lin gave the old curator a requiem needle, and now he is resting well, how could I wake up if I don't pull out the needle!"

"Let me tell you, now the old curator's rheumatism has been cured, if you don't believe it, you can come over and check it for the old curator yourself!"

As soon as Lin Feng heard it, he immediately retorted, and as soon as he finished speaking, he directly made a gesture of invitation to Chong Wenwu.

Thinking that he has the chance to win, how could he resist Lin Feng's provocation.

"Okay, surnamed Lin, today, old man, I will convince you to lose!"

Saying that, Zhong Wenwu rushed to the bedside angrily, and began to feel the pulse of the old curator.

"Lin Feng, don't worry, I will..."

I wanted to ridicule Lin Feng again, but as soon as Wenwu's hand touched the veins of the old pavilion master, his face instantly became wrinkled and pale.

"Impossible? How is it possible!"

"It's less than two hours, how can it be cured!"

Chong Wenwu roared angrily in his heart, he did not give up and checked every part of the old host's body.

But the more careful the inspection, the more civilized and military-minded he became.

Right now!

There was no sign of rheumatism in the old curator's body.

Such a severe rheumatism actually took less than two hours for Lin Feng to be cured.

boom!
In the next second, Chong Wenwu sat down on the ground, looking at Lin Feng with incredible eyes.

"Lin...Lin Feng...how on earth did you do it!"

"The old curator's degree of rheumatism will take a month sooner!"