Chapter 136

In the past few years, I've seen too many doctors, and I've gone to various ancient Chinese medicine heritages to find a miracle doctor. But in the end, I hope to go and I'm disappointed.

Gradually, they no longer have any hope for these so-called Chinese medicine doctors.

This time, the old man would not have come to Pingyang if it had not been for the strong invitation of his best friend.

Even if his good friend miraculously stood up, but in his cognition, it was mostly the result of his good friend's nature and his own efforts. As for the so-called miracle doctor surnamed Tang, he just had bad luck.

For the other side to be able to look after his illness, he almost does not hold any hope.

On the other hand, the young woman standing behind the old man had some expectation on her beautiful and moving face.

"Grandfather Zhang, if this Doctor Tang can really take good care of my grandfather's illness, then our Zheng family will surely offer a huge sum of money." The young woman looked at Zhang Qingyu and said.

After listening to each other's words, Zhang Qingyu smile, and did not say too much in this matter.

Because, in Zhang Qingyu's view, the Zheng family is never short of money. Even a few hundred million yuan of medical fees can be easily taken out.

And he believes that if Tang Feng can really cure his old friend, the sun family will surely be very happy to come up with a huge sum of money.

"Let's go now." Zhang Qingyu said.

Then, surrounded by the servants of the two families, Zhang Qingyu and the old man surnamed Zheng took a business bus to leave the Zhangjia manor and head for the east of the city.

When Zhang Qingyu and his group arrived at the East City mansion, it was only nine o'clock in the morning.

In the small garden in front of the villa, Tang Feng is sitting alone in front of the stone table, enjoying his tea.

This tea, which he found out from the villa, is of very good quality. Obviously, it was bought by Zhang Genshuo at a high price earlier.

"Excuse me, sir. I hope you don't blame me." Zhang Qingyu came forward, low posture, said.

After Zhang Qingyu, the young and old of the Zheng family frowned slightly when they saw Tang Feng, and their faces were obviously disappointed.

Originally, they thought that Mr. Zhang Qingyu should be an old Chinese medicine doctor who has been steeped in medicine for decades, but they never thought that Mr. Zhang Qingyu was a hairy boy.

TCM is broad and profound. If you want to achieve something on TCM, you must spend a lot of time on it. The older the TCM is, the more advanced the medical skills are.

And the person in front of him is only in his twenties, so how much success can he make if he starts to study Chinese medicine from his urine!

They are deeply suspicious of this.

The old and Young's facial expression reaction, naturally can't escape Tang Feng's eyes, he also didn't get angry, just a noncommittal smile.

"Sit down." As he spoke, Tang Feng picked up three teacups from the side, filled them with tea and pushed them to the opposite place.

Zhang Qingyu sat down and nodded to his friends behind him.

Mr. Zheng nodded quietly. His granddaughter behind him pushed him to the front of the table.

"Good tea." Taking the cup on the table and sipping it, Zhang Qingyu couldn't help shouting.

Hearing Mr. Zhang's words, Tang Feng looked over and couldn't help laughing.

It's a good tea, but Mr. Zhang doesn't know. In fact, his precious grandson didn't know how much he paid for it.

"It's good tea." Zheng old son after sipping a, also open mouth to echo a way.

Tang Feng took a sip of tea, and his eyes fell on the old man in the wheelchair.

There is no use for him to look, hear, and ask about traditional Chinese medicine. Moreover, he does not know the pulse diagnosis and treatment of traditional Chinese medicine.

In the world of practice, it is these eyes that practice medicine and cure diseases. As long as you have aura, you can't escape from all diseases.

The old man in the wheelchair has a weak breath, and the breath of life in his body is so weak that it may be completely extinguished at any time.

If not, in his body, there is a breath, forced to support the heart, I'm afraid, he has already died.

The old man is also a martial arts practitioner, and his accomplishments are better than those of Zhang Qingyu.

In the old man's heart, there is a cold black air, which is constantly eroding his heart and swallowing the breath of life in his body.

Strange black Qi, with a strong Yin cold attribute, gives people the feeling, as if it is the kind of Yin Qi of the nine secluded places.

However, this black Qi is not the Yin Qi of Jiuyou. If it is the Yin Qi of Jiuyou, even the martial arts cultivation in the congenital realm can't bear it, and it will be destroyed by the Yin Qi of Jiuyou.

It can only be said that it is similar.

"In the early years, you should have been to some kind of cold place, and seen some strange things?" After taking back his eyes, Tang Feng looked at the old man in the wheelchair and asked in a slow voice.

The old man, who was lack of interest, raised his head when he heard Tang Feng's inquiry.

In that old face, revealed the kind of strong shock.

"It's really hard for you to stick to Yin Qi for so many years. If it wasn't for your good cultivation and chance, you would have been devoured by Yin Qi." Tang Feng continued.

After hearing Tang Feng's words again, the old man in the wheelchair was shocked to the extreme.

He never mentioned anything to anyone in those years. Even the closest people around him didn't know what happened at the beginning.

That is to say, the young people in front of them have extraordinary abilities. At a glance, they can see the problems in their own bodies. Moreover, they can infer what happened in those years from the problems in their own bodies.

These abilities are not comparable to those of the so-called miracle doctors.

Because in the past few years, although some people have seen the Yin Qi in his body by various means, they have no way to deal with it, let alone to speculate anything in the past.

"Sir, can you treat this disease?" The old man sat up, bowed slightly, and asked with emotion and respect.

I can feel the 365 degree change in the old man's attitude, and the young woman standing behind has a slight change in her face.

She has been following her grandfather for so many years, and she can't understand him any more. She knows that if he hadn't said the key, he would never have been like this.