Chapter 253

Zhao Feng doesn't even dare to pick up Wei Ying. If she is injured twice, Wei Ying, who was already injured, may be killed directly.

"Tang fanshuang, I beg you for one thing. Go and help me find a stretcher. What are you doing there? Go

"Oh, oh."

Tang fanshuang saw such Zhao Feng for the first time. He was really frightened and didn't argue. He ran towards the villa area.

Looking at Wei Ying who has fallen into a coma, Zhao Feng clenches his teeth to prevent tears from falling from his eyes. For the first time, he feels so powerless.

Don't know Tang fanshuang is how to do, not a long time, found a stretcher from the villa area, trot all the way.

"Zhao Feng, come on, take her to the hospital quickly!"

Zhao Feng shook his head. If he sent him to the hospital, he would call directly. There was no need to find a stretcher at all: "I'm a doctor. The hospital has no good way to deal with this situation. I'll carry it home first."

Tang fanshuang a pat head, she this memory, have Zhao Feng in, still need to go to the hospital to do? His treatment is not good, even if it is sent to the hospital, it is the same result.

Two people light handed will Wei Ying on the stretcher, slowly walk towards the villa, a group of security guards sitting in front of the monitoring seems not to see the same, no one is silent.

They are really afraid of Zhao Feng. This job is hard won. They don't want to get involved with Zhao Feng any more.

Back at the villa, Zhao Feng puts Wei Ying on the bed with a stretcher.

"Fanshuang, you go to that villa and ask if there are ginseng. The older the year, the better. It's what I want. Go quickly."

This kind of time, Tang fanshuang dare not delay, directly ran out, this matter she also has certain responsibility.

Zhao Feng is not idle, from one side of the clothes, took out a box of silver needles, disinfected with alcohol, no matter what.

At this time, the bed of Wei Ying suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, Zhao Feng quickly check, Wei Ying in the body of the situation is even worse, if not treated, in less than half an hour, she will die.

"What can we do? If we don't have ginseng soup, we'll start needling. On the contrary, it will harm Wei Ying! Tang fanshuang, why don't you come back? "

Seeing that Wei Ying's breath is getting weaker and weaker, Zhao Feng can't care so much about it. It's all about death. It's better to gamble that old Chu has ginseng there.

Only in this way can Wei Ying be recaptured in the hands of Yama.

Under the light, Zhao Feng picks up the silver needle and stabs it into a big hole in Wei Ying's body. This makes Wei Ying's breath quickly, and her face turns red at the speed visible to the naked eye.

This is to stimulate the remaining spirit in Wei Ying's body. Once the drum Qi is broken, Wei Ying has no way to live.

Wei Ying's face is very red, but Zhao Feng's mind is not on it. He picks up a silver needle again and stops on Wei Ying's neck.

He hesitated. The acupoints here are not like other places. If there is a little mistake, it can kill people. Even he is not sure that he can succeed.

At this time, Tang fanshuang came back in his slippers, holding a delicate brocade box in his hand, breathless and said: "take... Get it, what are you doing?"

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, eyes gradually focused: "you do me a favor, this ginseng boiled soup, fast."

Say, the silver needle in the hand stabs down abruptly.

Seeing this, Tang fanshuang did not dare to hesitate and ran out.

The silver needles in Zhao Feng's hands fell like raindrops. On Wei Ying's body, there were dozens of more silver needles, all of which were in the vital points of the human meridians.

At this time, Wei Ying's whole body is constantly shaking, and a stream of subconscious pain is constantly coming out of her mouth.

Zhao Feng looked distressed, but there is no way, came forward to hold Wei Ying's hand, try not to let himself think of some other things.

Seeing that Wei Ying's face is turning white at a fast speed, Zhao Feng is worried but helpless.

Before long, Tang fanshuang came in with ginseng soup and put the small bowl on the table.

"The soup is ready, Zhao Feng. What else do you need me for?"

Zhao Feng waved his hand, the rest of the things, other people can't help him, can only rely on himself, take up a small bowl, a little bit of ginseng soup into Wei Ying's mouth.

With the soup into the abdomen, Wei Ying's face stopped turning white trend, Zhao Feng see, directly took off the silver needle on her neck.

With the removal of this silver needle, the silver needles pop out of Wei Ying's body one by one. This is the essence of Shen Tang to fill the gap in Wei Ying's body.

Can temporarily hang Wei Ying's life, depends on the efficacy of this soup is enough or not.

When looking at the last silver needle jumped out of Wei Ying's body, accompanied by a pain hum, Wei Ying slowly opened her eyes.

"I, am I not dead yet?"Looking at Wei Ying who wakes up, Zhao Feng breathes a sigh of relief. When the breeze blows, he shivers unconsciously. Only then can he find that he is all over, and he doesn't know when he is soaked with sweat.

"Didn't I say you would? Don't you forget

It can be said that the medicine effect of this ginseng of Chu Lao is completely strong enough. If it were ordinary ginseng, I'm afraid it would be able to hang Wei Ying's life at most, but not wake her up.

Wei Ying was stunned. Although she knew that Zhao Feng's medical skill was very high, she didn't expect that Zhao Feng's medical skill was so high. In the trance just now, she seemed to have seen the 800 Li forgetting Sichuan.

"Zhao..."

Wei Ying just said a word here, and suddenly a sense of tiredness appeared on her face. Suddenly she fainted again. Zhao Feng hurried forward to check.

Suddenly strong and weak pulse let Zhao Feng's eyebrows are twisted together, just now his practice although hanging Wei Ying's life, but can not cure.

If there is no other means, Wei Ying should not live for more than a month.

Seeing this, Tang fanshuang asked: "Zhao Feng, what's the matter? It's my fault. I shouldn't lose my temper. Otherwise, it won't be like this. "

Zhao Feng shook his head: "you go out first, let me be quiet first."

Don't know why, looking at a calm face of Zhao Feng, Tang fanshuang seems to see a volcano about to erupt.

With the door closed, Zhao Feng leans on the chair powerlessly. Wei Ying has only one month to live, but he can't help it.

Looking at the chandelier on the ceiling, Zhao Feng suddenly thought of something and jumped up from the chair.

"Yes, Ganoderma lucidum."

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