Urban Treasure Appraisal: My eyes see through everything

Yang Feng's heart struggled.

He hadn't fully recovered, and if he used rejuvenation again at this time, Yang Feng didn't know how much spiritual power and luck it would take.

And more importantly, how can I reasonably save people in front of everyone's eyes, without being suspected of having special abilities?

Yang Feng's mind suddenly flashed the scene of saving Lin Jinghua last time.

However, this time Zhao Guofeng is different.

Zhao Guofeng only needed spiritual power to open up the meridians, but Lin Jinghua was poisoned.

There are several muscles in his body that are already a little black.

This shows the severity of his situation.

"Use acupuncture to hide the world?" Yang

Feng suddenly thought of a way.

He began to pull out his phone and search for information about acupuncture.

With his ability to never forget, Yang Feng can easily find many keys to acupuncture.

At least when he can get the needle, it won't hurt Zhao Guofeng.

More than an hour passed.

Inside the VIP room.

At this time, in addition to the doctors and nurses,

Zhao Zhuwei and Qiu Yuexiang were also guarding the bedside.

And Yang Feng, the company's directors and employees, all stood close to the door.

The atmosphere was extremely quiet at this time.

One of the directors has been paying attention to Yang Feng for a long time.

He saw that Yang Feng had been looking at his mobile phone, and finally couldn't help it, and said dissatisfiedly: "This gentleman, if you are coming to the ward to play with your mobile phone, please go outside, it is already too crowded here."

His words broke the silence of the hospital room.

The people in the ward all looked towards Yang Feng.

Zhao Zhuwei raised her head at this time.

Her eyes were already a little red and swollen, and the tear stains in the corners of her eyes were very obvious at this time.

"You all go out and wait, the doctor will continue to work. Qiu

Yuexiang wanted everyone to go out first.

At this time, the doctor also said: "The patient needs a quieter environment, and too many people in the ward will not work for him." So

the doctor said this, and the people prepared to go out.

However, Yang Feng kept looking at Zhao Guofeng on the hospital bed at this time.

At this time, he suddenly said, "Is it caused by miasma?"

Yang Feng's sudden words made everyone stop.

The middle-aged male doctor also looked at him in surprise at this time, and said, "Someone told you?" "

No, guess.

Yang Feng replied calmly.

Qiu Yuexiang also lowered her head at this time and said: "When Lao Zhao was young, he traveled to a deep mountain and old forest in the south, and since he came back, it has been like this, sometimes good and sometimes bad, according to the local doctor, it is also said that this is caused by miasma." "

Yang Feng, how can you tell?"

Zhao Zhuwei suddenly felt something.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Actually, my master once taught some simple medical techniques, including how to resolve the poison of miasma. "

What?!" said

almost in unison.

The doctor also looked at him incredulously.

But after a while, he shook his head and said, "If you really have studied, then you should know his current situation." He was now deeply poisoned, especially when it invaded his lungs. There is no cure for the current medical conditions. "

What the doctor said was already very subtle.

In fact, unless Zhao Guofeng's internal organs are all replaced, the poisoned meat will be cut off.

Otherwise, it is impossible to completely clean up the poison.

This can be more troublesome than the spread of cancer cells.

Zhao Zhuwei also lowered her head at this time.

She also realized that it was impossible for Yang Feng to save her father.

I was thinking a little too much about it just now.

The director next to him also said at this time: "This gentleman, although I don't know what your relationship is with Miss Zhao, since the doctor let us out, don't disturb the patient, and this should be handed over to a more professional person."

"Yang Feng, if you want to stay, then stay with Lao Zhao."

Qiu Yuexiang suddenly raised her head and rarely helped him speak.

Her tired appearance is not much better than that of the sick Zhao Guofeng.

Several directors didn't understand why Qiu Yuexiang would speak like this at this time.

Could it be that Yang Feng's identity is really unusual

, but at this moment, Yang Feng spoke amazingly.

"I want to try acupuncture.

Yang Feng's opening made the eyes of the others in this ward widen even more.

The middle-aged doctor was also a little unhappy at this time, and said, "Sir, although I don't know if you have really studied medicine, but in this case, your acupuncture will definitely not be effective."

"The chairman is already like this, you still want to toss him?" Several

directors finally couldn't help it at this time.

They felt that Yang Feng was too ignorant.

But Yang Feng was firm at this time, looked at the doctor, and asked, "Then are you sure that let him wake up?"

"This ......"

The doctor immediately lowered his head.

He's already said that.

This miasma has spread, and it has been a stubborn disease for decades.

It is impossible to cure it at all, and now they can only do some adjuvant treatment, and the rest even depends on Zhao Guofeng's own willpower and body immunity.

But looking at Yang Feng in front of him again, the doctor was unconvinced: "I'm the best specialist here, can't I even do it, can you have

it?"

"Just a pleasure?"

"I'm sure he'll wake him up, but I'm afraid I'll scare you."

Yang Feng's expression had become much flater.

He no longer wants to argue.

But the crowd at the scene was already boiling.

"What are you kidding! At your age, can you be a professional doctor?"

"It's really funny, no matter what your relationship with the chairman is, but you are just joking with his body."

"Now what the chairman needs is to rest, how can he disturb you? What if the condition worsens?"

Several people looked at Yang Feng angrily at this time.

He seemed to have seen the scene.

"The last time Lin Jinghua was lying in the ward, they seemed to be in the same tone to me.

Yang Feng's calm words.

As soon as his words came out, the middle-aged doctor's eyes widened at this time, and he said in surprise: "What did you say about Lin Jinghua...... Could it be Lin Lao?!"

As soon as the doctor's words came out, he suddenly remembered something.

"No!" The

doctor seemed to see something incredible, stared at Yang Feng with wide eyes in surprise, and said, "Could it be that the young man who saved Lin Lao last time was you!"

Lin Jinghua, who was almost defined as a vegetative person, was successfully rescued by a young man.

This matter has long been spread on a small scale in the circle.

But the doctor would never have thought that the person was right in front of him?"

Zhao Zhuwei suddenly spoke at this time.

Yang Feng heard familiar words.

It seems that Lin Xue said the same thing last time.

She spoke, and Qiu Yuexiang also nodded: "Since this is the case, then please ask Mr. Yang to try." The

words of the two were unexpected.

But Yang Feng had already walked to the bedside at this time, and said calmly: "Prepare a needle for me." He

also took a deep breath.

Yang Feng knew. After another rejuvenation, my body has to be overdrawn again.