Chapter 897

Ah Ying grabbed Lin Mengjia's hand and asked repeatedly, "really? President Lin, you didn't cheat me, did you? Can I really be saved? Won't it be eaten by that insect? "

There was a smile on the makeup artist's face, and he said: "Mr. Tang is a famous doctor of Pingyang. What kind of illness he suffered from, in his hands, is a wonderful comeback. At the beginning, Hu Yueer was not much more serious than you? At that time, the hospital said that she would die, even if it was to save her life, she would be a vegetable, but Mr. Tang's hand, now she is not alive and kicking? "

A Ying naturally knows Tang Feng's ability. She also believes that Tang Feng can save her. She keeps asking Lin Mengjia, but she is just too excited.

Lin Mengjia comforted a Ying and turned to Tang Feng with a smile: "what do you need this time? Do you have to prepare any herbs or special tools? Just say, if Ah Ying can't get it, I'll help her find it. "

Tang Feng shook his head and said, "it's just taking out a few poisonous insects. Why bother? A silver needle is enough. "

After listening to Tang Feng's understatement, Lin Mengjia was both angry and funny.

Just now, she was also worried about Ah Ying.

Although she is not very familiar with Ah Ying, this little girl has served her several times with the makeup artist. She has a good personality, is cheerful and lively, and likes to tell jokes. Lin Mengjia has a good impression on her.

When Lin Mengjia heard that a Ying was so young that she would be threatened with this kind of life and was so terrible, she felt very sad. Now she saw that Tang Feng didn't pay attention to this insect. She really wanted to step forward and hit him heavily.

"Then, do you want to choose some auspicious day?" Lin Mengjia asked Tang Feng again.

Tang Feng laughed and said, "I've never heard that I have to choose a day to treat my illness."

"That's why you're so ignorant," Lin Mengjia said. Because Tang Feng was able to remove the poisonous insects from a Ying's body, she was in a much better mood, and she was also in the mood of joking. "I see that many masters have to choose the time when they treat diseases. They say when they compare the five elements and what organs they compare. When they choose the right time, they can get rid of the disease

Listening to her serious nonsense, Tang Feng shook his head and said, "it seems that my method is not as good as those masters. I don't need to wait for any time. Now I can take out the thousand silk reels."

On a Ying's tearful face, she was already smiling. She said, "Mr. Tang, what do I need to do?"

"Just lie down and do nothing else." Tang Feng nodded to her and said, "downstairs, I have a treatment room. You can follow me. If you don't want to go, you can also lie on the sofa here."

A Ying's face showed a look of hesitation. She looked at the sofa on one side and said timidly, "Mr. Tang, I'm afraid. I want to treat here. With everyone around me, I can feel more secure."

Tang Feng didn't mind. He nodded and said to Shangguan who was standing on one side, "go and get a container. It's better to be glass and sealed."

Shangguan answered and immediately went out to get it.

Tang Feng said to a Ying, "lie down and show your wrists, ankles and neck."

A Ying lay down according to his words, with a nervous look on her face. The makeup artist and another assistant came forward to help her pull up her sleeves and trouser legs.

The red mark, on her white skin, is particularly striking.

All eyes fall on Tang Feng.

The people who came with the makeup artist thought that Tang Feng's method of treating illness must be kept secret, and it was impossible to treat illness in full view of the public.

However, to their surprise, Tang Feng didn't care about the presence of other people and took out a silver needle.

Kong Qinghua saw this, showing a face of surprise, said: "you also with the needle?"

Naturally, Tang Feng didn't carry a needle with him, but took it out of xumikaizi space.

However, he could not explain these things to Kong Qinghua, but said faintly: "this is a tool for practicing medicine, so naturally you need to carry it with you."

"But -" Kong Qinghua hesitated and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't speak.

She always felt that Tang Feng was not the kind of ancient doctor in the traditional sense. However, although she had doubts in her heart, it was obviously not a good time to ask questions.

Ah Ying was lying on the sofa with a nervous and scared look on her face.

Makeup artist squatting beside her, holding her hand, has been quietly comforting her.

The makeup artist is several years older than these little assistants. He always takes them with him and treats them as his sisters. He is quite concerned about their work and life.

After two or three minutes, she came back in a hurry, holding a glass sugar can in her hand and said, "mother Liu said that there is only one glass in the house that can be sealed."

Tang Feng's mouth twitched for a while, still nodded and said: "yes."

In his mind, however, he was thinking that some such containers should be made so as not to be handy when needed.

It's easy for insects to escape if they are put in other containers. The ones that can be locked are glass, ceramics, jade and so on. Although Tang Feng has jade carving containers in his hand, they are all used to hold pills. Naturally, he won't waste them on them.

Tang Feng didn't shy away from others present. He poured aura into the silver needle.

This is just a silver needle used in ordinary acupuncture. After the aura entered, it flashed a faint light.

Such light, in the eyes of these ordinary people, is naturally invisible.

Only Lin Mengjia and Shangguan could feel some aura fluctuation.

Tang Feng to the sofa, slightly bent down, pulled a Ying's hand, said: "don't be afraid, just feel a little pain, just like an ordinary injection."

Ah Ying's face was still pale, but she nodded very firmly.

Naturally, she didn't dare to see how Tang Feng did it. She closed her eyes and pinned her head to one side.

See her so, make-up artist is also nervous, stretched out a hand, blocked her eyes.

Tang Feng saw this, just a smile.

Then, the silver needle in his hand, is toward the red on Ah Ying's wrist, stabbed down.