Husband-in-law of a wealthy family

Chapter 153

After speaking, Qin Feng turned around and left.

And Yang Batian and Jiaomu Jiao ignored him and followed him.

The refueling worker's face was ashamed, this time, he finally understood what it meant to say that misfortune comes from the mouth...

Back at the headquarters of the Bafang Brotherhood, Qin Feng told Jiaomujiao what happened in the abandoned factory. Jiaomujiao was naturally shocked after hearing this, and immediately arranged for people to deal with the scene.

Yang Batian leaned on the sofa and sighed softly: "It seems that I have to go back tonight."

Jiaomujiao said: "Are you in such a hurry? You are old and have experienced that kind of thing just now. I am afraid that your body will not be able to bear it. Why don't you rest with me for two days, and it will not be too late to leave after recharging your energy. "

Yang Batian shook his head and said: "Forget it, this incident has already made me realize that the gang is not as united as I thought. I have to go back as soon as possible to rectify the atmosphere."

Hearing this, Jiaomujiao didn't stay any longer.

Qin Feng said lightly: "If you want to leave, I won't keep you, but I think it's better to finish something."

He looked at Yang Batian's leg: "Your leg...do you have time for me to take a look?"

The sudden inquiry made Yang Batian and Jiaomu Jiao stunned.It was only at this time that Yang Batian noticed that he had indeed made such an agreement with Qin Feng.

He also looked at his legs, and said hesitantly, "You...can you really do something?"

Qin Feng said: "It's still the same sentence, after all, we have to take a look, maybe I can really cure it?"

Jiao Mujiao also echoed beside him: "Old Yang, why don't you let Young Master Qin take a look. You have seen some of Young Master Qin's medical skills, don't you also express your appreciation for him?"

Yang Batian smiled and sighed, and then moved his legs to the tea table.

"Okay, since you want to see it, let's see it."

Yang Batian rolled up his loose trouser legs, revealing the gunshot wound on his calf.Sure enough, it was an old wound. The wound had already healed, but it left an ugly scar.

"Has the bullet been taken out?" Qin Feng asked.

Yang Batian nodded and said: "It was taken out, but according to the doctor, there is no difference in the result whether it is taken or not."

Qin Feng tapped Yang Batian's wound lightly, groped around the wound a little, and said, "When you were shot, was there a long gap between when you went to see a doctor?"

Yang Batian was surprised: "You know this? That's right, I remember it was more than a day ago."

Qin Feng said: "The doctor is right. It really doesn't make much difference whether you take the bullet or not, because your wound has been completely necrotic, and it is precisely because of this necrotic part that it caused your wound. Lost movement in one leg."

"To put it bluntly, your calf is no different from dead wood now."

Seeing that Qin Feng actually managed to understand his illness in just these two strokes, Yang Batian's trust in Qin Feng deepened, and a little hope rose in his eyes, and he asked: "Then my leg, you Can it be cured?"

Qin Feng said: "If you look at your leg according to the conventional medical perspective, let alone treatment, you are lucky not to have been amputated."

Hearing this, Yang Batian's eyes dimmed again, he smiled wryly and said: "Really, then it seems that I really can't live without this broken crutch in my life."

Jiaomujiao whispered beside Qin Feng: "Young Master Qin, do you want to stop thinking of a way?"

At this time, Qin Feng laughed: "I'm only talking about conventional treatment, but I didn't say I can't cure it."

"Give me your leg, and in less than half an hour, I will let you walk on the ground!"

"What?" Yang Batian suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of shock.

Jiaomujiao was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "That's right, why did I forget that, although other people's doctors can't save you, Young Master Qin is a miracle doctor! Are there any diseases in this world that can't be cured by gods?" ?”

Yang Batian looked at Qin Feng in amazement, and asked in disbelief: "You...can really heal my leg."

Qin Feng nodded and said: "Although I am not as powerful as he said, I can indeed cure this leg."

Yang Batian patted the sofa and said loudly: "Okay! Whatever Qin Feng needs, Jiaomujiao, go and buy it for me!"

"No need." Qin Feng took out a needle bag from his pocket, "This is enough."

"Silver needles?" Seeing Qin Feng spreading out the needle pack, Yang Batian was full of doubts, "There are so many hospitals that can't cure them, so these needles...can it work?"

Qin Feng said: "If these needles are not enough, then there is really no other way."

At present, Yang Batian is also treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, allowing Qin Feng to start the treatment.

Qin Feng sterilized the silver needle, and then concentrated on piercing Yang Batian's leg.

For Yang Batian, it was just a little tingling at first, nothing else.But as a few silver needles went down, he suddenly felt more and more pain in his calf.

Immediately afterwards, he was surprised to find that almost all the blood vessels on his calf were protruding, which looked like blood-red tree roots, which was shocking to watch.

At the same time, the pain disappears, followed by an itching sensation.The itching was not on the skin, but under the skin. It was blood flowing at high speed in the calf, but it felt more like countless tiny bugs were running around.

This feeling is really uncomfortable, but Yang Batian can be regarded as a tough guy after all, so he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and pushed down abruptly.

Qin Feng stopped applying the needles, and concentrated on observing the subtle pulsation of the blood vessels in the calf, as if his eyes could penetrate the skin and blood vessels, and clearly see how the blood is flowing.

After a few minutes, he said softly, "It's almost there."

Jiaomu Jiao put aside and asked: "What's the matter?"

Qin Feng pulled out a silver needle: "I said that his calf is like dead wood, but this is not an exaggeration."

"But it doesn't mean that dead wood cannot bloom."

He aimed at a certain part, and stabbed the silver needle down: "My move is called spring with a dead tree!"

The needle pierced that part straight, and Yang Batian suddenly opened his eyes.

Some kind of miraculous effect was being realized in Yang Batian's legs, and those raised blood vessels also quickly disappeared under the skin.

Qin Feng removed the silver needle, and said quietly: "Move."

Jiaomu Jiao was surprised and said, "Is this all right?"

Qin Feng didn't answer.

Yang Batian looked at his calf, and couldn't tell what it felt like, it seemed that it was really different, and it seemed that there was no difference at all.

He first touched the ground with his left foot, and then slowly lowered his right foot. In an instant, a sense of security spread in his heart.

Really stand firm!
Surprised, Yang Batian cautiously took two steps forward, and slowly increased his speed, but nothing happened!
(End of this chapter)