My wife is a sword god

After dinner, Qin Feng did not go to find Ya'an immediately, but came to the lake pavilion.

In the lake pavilion, two beautiful figures, one white and one blue, were there.

He stepped forward and told what he was going to do next.

"Tonight?" Lan Ningshuang looked worried. She glanced at the lady beside her, who looked normal.

"Do you need to watch from the side?" Qin Feng asked. This was the reason why he came here.

Liu Jianli looked at Qin Feng and shook her head slightly.

"Miss, I think..." Lan Ningshuang was hesitant to speak.

"Go." Liu Jianli didn't say much.

Qin Feng glanced at Liu Jianli and took Lan Ningshuang to the guest room where Ya'an lived.

In the lake pavilion, Liu Jianli looked up at the sky. There were no clouds today and the moon was bright.

"I believe you." The faint words came out of the lake pavilion and merged into the night.

In the guest room, Ya'an and his group had already been ready.

Wang Xu and Mo Lintian paced back and forth in the room, and the worry on their faces was very obvious.

The other servants and maids who had returned were also waiting outside the guest room, looking forward to it.

They hoped that Doctor Qin would come earlier and heal their young master's injuries.

But they were also afraid that in the end, it would be in vain, so they were in a very complicated mood.

Ya'an sat calmly at the table, holding the teacup in her left hand and shaking it gently.

A piece of tea leaves floated in the teacup, floating up and down with the shaking, just like her mood at the moment.

"Young master, he... he is here!" a maid said excitedly.

Everyone looked over.

Outside the door, Qin Feng and Lan Ningshuang stepped in.

"Doctor Qin."

"Young Master Qin."

Wang Xu and the others hurried forward to greet them.

Ya'an looked at the entrance and nodded slightly.

Qin Feng didn't waste words and went straight to the point: "Where are the twenty-three medicinal herbs?"

Ya'an glanced at Wang Xu, who waved his right hand, and the twenty-three medicinal herbs were placed on the ground, exuding a charming medicinal fragrance.

Just looking at its appearance, you can tell that it is not an ordinary one.

Qin Feng glanced at the herbs on the ground, and then took out an exquisite medicine pot from the Xumi Ring. He got it for free from Doctor Song, just in case.

He ordered the servants to light a fire outside the house, and Qin Feng planned to boil the herbs himself.

After all, the herbs for the repairing medicine were very rare and precious.

If there was a mistake in the process of boiling the medicine, it would ruin all the herbs, so there was no room for any mistakes.

"Get out of the way." Qin Feng exhaled lightly and asked everyone to step back.

The water in the medicine pot had not yet boiled, and he touched the outer wall of the medicine pot with his finger, and it separated at the touch.

After confirming the fire temperature, Qin Feng looked at the herbs on the ground, found one of them, and threw it into the pot.

Then, as time went by, Qin Feng would throw herbs into the pot every once in a while.

Sometimes it was boiled on a high fire, and sometimes it was boiled on a low fire.

In the end, Qin Feng even took out ice cubes from the Xumi Ring and threw them into the medicine pot.

The fusion of hot water and ice is a taboo when boiling medicine.

But when the ice was melted, the amazing aroma of medicine came to the nose, and the liquid medicine turned into a dazzling golden color with white steam in the surprised eyes of everyone.

"It's boiled." Qin Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't expect that it would take him nearly two hours to boil the medicine.

And when everyone saw the medicine, their originally panicked hearts were also relieved a little.

Everyone had such a thought in their hearts, maybe this person can really cure the young master!

But only Ya'an, who had known it in advance, understood that boiling the medicine to repair the meridians was only the simplest part.

Qin Feng also understood that the next step was to separate the entangled meridians one by one, and then connect them one by one, which was the real difficulty.

This not only tests the doctor's understanding of the human body, but also tests the doctor's patience.

What's more, he has no experience, only the theory given in the "Tianyuan Neijing".

But theory is theory, practice is practice, the two are not the same.

This is like a young man who wants to find the only correct way out in the dark. He can't be nervous. He must calm down and explore slowly.

Fortunately, he has a pair of strange pupils, which is equivalent to exploring with the light on.

Qin Feng thought shamelessly.

After filling the liquid medicine, Qin Feng sat opposite Ya'an.

Seeing this, the latter put his right arm on the table with his left hand, lifted his sleeves, and revealed his smooth and white arms like lotus roots.

How can a man have such slender and white arms? You are too unsuccessful in dressing as a man. Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and complained in his heart.

"I'm ready." Ya'an said lightly, but his body trembled subconsciously.

No matter how calm he appeared on the surface, he would still be nervous.

Qin Feng comforted: "Don't worry, everyone has a first time, relax a little."

"I'm not worried." Ya'an frowned and said, still stubborn.

"I'm not talking to you, I'm hinting at myself.

Qin Feng, don't be nervous, you can do it!" He glanced at the other party, patted his cheek, and took a few breaths repeatedly.

"You!" Ya'an was speechless for a moment, but after being joked, her nervousness was relieved a lot.

This is exactly what Qin Feng wanted to see.

"I'm going to start. When combing the meridians, remember not to move around, otherwise all my efforts will fail." His face was serious.

"Okay." Ya'an took a breath and responded softly.

Qin Feng nodded, and the white fingers on his right hand gathered and turned into white needles thinner than hair.

He opened his double pupils and looked at Ya'an's right arm. The intricate meridians made people's scalps numb.

Fortunately, I don't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, otherwise I would never be able to stand this scene. Qin Feng complained in his heart, and pierced Ya'an's smooth epidermis with the white needle and probed into it.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated when they saw this scene. They were afraid that making a noise would affect Dr. Qin's treatment.

Lan Ningshuang, who was not far away, also focused her eyes and didn't even dare to blink. Whether this treatment could be successful was also related to the injury of her young lady.

How could she not be nervous?

"I didn't expect that there would be so many meridians on just one arm. It would take a lot of effort to untie and connect them one by one." Qin Feng carefully fiddled with the meridians and reset the disconnected meridians one by one.

Because his mind was too focused, everything around him seemed to be non-existent.

Time passed by minute by minute, and at first everyone just stared nervously.

But after a long time, their expressions changed, and they were full of confusion.

Because after Qin Feng inserted the white needle into Ya'an's right arm, he stopped moving. Except for the slight shaking of his right index finger at a distance of a millimeter, he looked like an old monk in meditation, like a stone sculpture.

At the table, Ya'an looked at the man in front of her, stunned.

Others didn't know what Qin Feng was doing, but she, who had read the "Tianyuan Neijing", knew it very well.

"He is using the white needle to carefully untie the intricate meridians for me."

As a practitioner of the Wensheng Dao, she understood how tiring it was to concentrate for a long time.

Looking at the other party's serious and focused look, Ya'an sighed in her heart: "Whether the treatment is successful or not, I owe him another favor."