Ye Fei wrote a prescription and asked the Han family to take the medicine according to it.
Afterwards, he stayed in the kitchen to brew the medicine himself.
Ye Fei discovered that the white light of the Life and Death Jade finally turned into three pieces.
“I don’t know if three tablets can directly save people?”
While Ye Fei was muttering in his mind, Sun Shengshou walked over, looking very embarrassed.
Ye Fei looked over and said with a smile: "Mr. Sun, what's wrong?
Is there something wrong with Mr. Han's health?"
"No, no, he is very well. I checked his body and his pulse and heartbeat are normal."
Sun Shengshou smiled kindly: "He fell asleep after eating the hot porridge. He was snoring so loudly that he couldn't even wake him up."
"This is the first time in half a month that he has slept so soundly."
Ye Fei nodded lightly: "It's good if he can sleep. As long as he takes a few more doses of my medicine, he will be completely fine."
"Brother Ye has rejuvenated himself with a wonderful trick."
Sun Shengshou praised Ye Fei fiercely: "At this age, this level is unprecedented."
Ye Fei laughed when he heard this: "Old Sun, if you have anything to say, just tell me."
Sun Shengshou was startled and smiled sheepishly: "It seems that flattery is also a skill, otherwise it will be seen through at any time."
"Brother Ye, it's like this. I have a heartfelt request."
Sun Shengshou was like a child making an unreasonable request: "Can you teach me your Nine Palaces Returning Yang Acupuncture technique?"
"No, no, I'll pay for it, no matter how much it is!"
His head was completely lowered: "Can you give me a price?"
Ye Fei was slightly stunned, this old man wants to learn the Jiugong Yang-Returning Acupuncture?
Although Jiugong Huanyang only has nine needles, each needle has nine changes and can be combined to produce eighty-one acupuncture techniques, one of which is insignificant to Ye Fei.
But he was surprised that this acupuncture method could still be sold for money.
In silence, Sun Shengshou looked at Ye Fei nervously.
This ancient acupuncture technique is a priceless treasure. Who is willing to take advantage of it easily?
But if he can learn it, not only will his medical skills improve a lot, but the Sun family will also have an important inheritance, even surpassing that of Bald Long Duhua.
So although he thought it was unlikely, he still wanted to beg Ye Fei.
"If it doesn't work, forget it, I'm just being presumptuous."
Sun Shengshou's face turned red, and he apologized unspeakably: "Brother Ye, please forgive me."
"What money is it? Mrs. Sun is out of town."
Ye Fei laughed loudly: "I will teach you for free."
"free?"
This time Sun Shengshou was stunned: "Teach it to me for free?"
He couldn't believe it. This was a Jiugong Yang-returning needle. It could bring the dead back to life. It would be absolutely no problem to sell it or open a school.
If Ye Fei is willing to trade, he can exchange Hui Chun Tang with Ye Fei.
But for such a priceless acupuncture technique, Ye Fei got it for free.
Sun Shengshou was a little unable to react.
"Of course it's free. Medical skills are used to save people, there's no point in hiding them."
Ye Fei Luoluo said generously: "Come on, while I still have some strength, I will teach you the first injection." Sun Sheng gave him a shot with his hand.
"Your grandpa has just recovered from illness and needs to recuperate for a month."
Ye Fei said lazily: "This month, you will serve your grandfather well. Next month, I will ask you to fulfill your promise."
"Remember, I'll be there when you call me."
"Ye Fei, don't be too arrogant."
Han Yue put her hands on her hips: "Can you bear to let me be a maid?"
"Pa" Ye Fei slapped her on the side of the leg again: "What's your attitude?"
Damn it! Han Yue greets Ye Fei, the eighteenth generation of his ancestors. Today, he was not only slapped in the face but also in the thigh by Ye Fei. He has taken all his twenty years of innocence.
"Follow your promises well."
Ye Fei reminded him leisurely: "Otherwise, one day your grandfather's condition will relapse, how can you come to beg me?"
Han Yue's anger dissipated instantly. Although Ye Fei was hateful, he had to admit that he was still of great value.
At least she couldn't fall out with Ye Fei until another doctor was found to replace him.
"You will be struck by lightning."
Seeing Ye Fei turn around, Han Yue rolled her eyes and kicked Ye Fei in the lower back.
"Pa" Ye Fei dodged and avoided the attack, then pulled Han Yue over and pressed him on the table.
"Ah" when Han Yue was about to scream, a palm wind had already slapped her body. "Ah" the slap from behind made Han Yue scream in shock.
She was so panicked that she forgot to resist, and was more in disbelief.
This bastard is too violent and arrogant.
Do you understand what it means to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?
Do you know what it means to be considerate and gentle?
Han Yue shouted: "Asshole, let me go, let me go."
"Bah bang bang!"
Ye Fei hit him eighteen times in one breath, and then let go of the angry Han Yue: "Remember, this is the punishment for offending the master."
Han Yue covered her back with her left hand, pointed at Ye Fei with her right hand and shouted: "Asshole."
But although her pretty face looked aggrieved and angry, there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, as if she couldn't hate Ye Fei.
"What's it called?"
Ye Fei's eyes widened: "Are we going to fight again?"
Han Yue quickly took a few steps back and away from Ye Fei: "Asshole! Asshole!"
Her pretty face was so red that it almost dripped water: "Just wait and see how I deal with you." Ye Fei smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait! I'll wait for you to deal with me! I like beautiful women to deal with me best.
Got it!"
Han Yue raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry again, but she saw Ye Fei's shining eyes staring at her.
She felt guilty for a while, and her eyes subconsciously dodge away.
But soon his eyes widened with anger.
I am Han Yue, I am the daughter of the Han family, and I am the future heir of the Qianbao Group. Why don’t I dare to fight back? I dare not fight back with “I will chop you to death.”
Han Yue was so embarrassed and angry that she went around grabbing people.
Soon, she had two more kitchen knives in her hand.
The sword flashed brightly.
Anger rages to the sky.
Han Yue was high-spirited: Tremble, mortal.
Ye Fei said lightly: "If you are so angry now, does the back of your head still hurt?"
Han Yue was startled, threw away the kitchen knife, touched his head, and was surprised to find that the back of his head, which used to hurt violently when he was angry, now only had a dull pain.
She was overjoyed. You should know that this headache made her miserable when it happened.
"In those few strokes just now, I wasn't taking advantage of you, but I was helping you clear your meridians and relieve your brain nerves so that you no longer have headaches when you are angry."
Ye Fei looked at her and said: "Drink more twenty-four flavors in the past two days to suppress the anger, and your menstruation will return to normal."
"As for your foot injury, it depends on your performance."
After saying that, Ye Fei turned on the stove and boiled the medicine and walked out of the kitchen with his hands behind his back. After walking a few steps, he heard Han Yue's shy and frightened voice: "Can you give me a few more blows?" Ye Fei clanged.