The boss raised his eyes to look at Feng Jing, his eyes full of sparkling brilliance: "Thank you for saving my life, Miss. If you need me in the future, please give me your instructions."
Fengjing raised her hand: "No, I'm detoxifying you because I want to sit in your hospital. You just need to agree to the conditions I set before."
"Okay, I promise you."
Fengjing finished the injection for the owner of Chunyan Hall and prescribed oral decoction and bathing.
"This is oral administration, this is bathing, and I'll come back tomorrow to perform acupuncture for my boss."
After Feng Jing finished speaking, the young man opposite said: "I am Pei Shu, whose courtesy name is Dongyang. From now on, you can just call me Dongyang."
Feng Jing didn't think their relationship was good enough to call him by his name. She stood up and said, "I'll be here today, and I'll come back tomorrow. After I finish detoxifying you, I'll sit in the restaurant."
"OK."
Feng Jing turned around and left, casually glancing at the system panel to see how many points she had earned for saving Pei Shu.
The result was shocking, because she had just detoxified Pei Shu and gained hundreds of points at once.
This shows that Pei Shu's identity is not simple, or that he will have high achievements in the future.
Feng Jing subconsciously turned around and looked at Pei Shu behind her, and suddenly thought that his surname was actually the surname of Guo. Could it be that this man had something to do with people from the Yan royal family?
But she had never heard of this person.
Pei Shu looked at her from behind and said gently: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, it's okay."
Feng Jing turned around with a smile. Since she knew that Pei Shu was a capable person, she would spend more time with him in the future. If she opened her own medical clinic in the future, she could use him as her backer.
Later, Pei Shu ordered Shopkeeper Zhang to send Feng Jing out: "Shopkeeper Zhang, send Miss Rong out."
"Yes, boss."
Shopkeeper Zhang diligently escorted Feng Jing out of Chun Yan Hall. As soon as the two of them walked to the door of Chun Yan Hall, they heard the sad and melancholy sound of the lock ringing on the street in front of Chun Yan Hall.
The indescribable sadness and sadness in his voice made those who heard it feel sad and dejected.
Feng Jing subconsciously looked up and saw a long group of mourners walking in front of the Chun Yan Hall.
It turned out to be a funeral rite, so no wonder he played such sad and melancholy music.
Feng Jing didn't want to pay attention. Behind her, all the people who were treating patients in Chun Yan Hall ran to the door to watch the excitement.
These people watched and commented: "I know who died. I know Wang Liang from Liuyang."
"I heard that Wang Tongzhi had a sudden illness and left suddenly."
"Yes, I heard about it too. He said he was having a good meal with others, but suddenly he died. I checked and found nothing wrong with him."
In front of the Chunyan Hall, Feng Jing's face suddenly turned ugly. She was still thinking of going to visit her uncle, but he turned out to be dead.
Feng Jing was lost in thought when the medical poison system suddenly screamed in her ears: "There are patients ahead, there are patients ahead."
Fengjing looked up and looked ahead. There was no one at the door, only the funeral procession.
"Scan patient location."
Fengjing ordered the system to scan, and the system quickly determined the location.
"The system has locked the target person."
Feng Jing opened the panel and looked over. She was stunned when she saw it.
Because the system scanned the black coffin carried in front of the funeral procession.
"Are you mistaken? The person is already dead?"
The medical poison system was not responsible for answering questions. It quickly warned: "The patient has fallen into a deep coma and will soon suffocate to death."
Feng Jing was anxious. No matter what, this uncle was still good. He had sent people to Beijing to pick her up in Liuyang before, but was stopped by people from the Zhennan Houfu.
Feng Jing didn't think much and quickly looked at the black coffin carried in front of her.
"Shopkeeper Zhang, can you borrow two of your martial arts men to use?"
"What do you want Huiwu's men to do?"
"Ask them to do one thing for me and find a way to overturn that black coffin."
"ah?"
Feng Jing looked at Shopkeeper Zhang with pleading eyes: "I have a reason to do this. I'm sorry to bother Shopkeeper Zhang."
Shopkeeper Zhang glanced at Feng Jing, and finally said through gritted teeth: "I'll go ask my boss, you wait here."
"good."
Feng Jing waited anxiously. Shopkeeper Zhang came out after a while: "It's done."
After hearing this, Feng Jing immediately took Chang Xinghua out and said, "I'm leaving first."
Shopkeeper Zhang was confused. What on earth did this man want to do? Why did he overturn Wang Tongzhi's coffin? Wang Tongzhi was already miserable enough, but you also overturned his coffin.
After Fengjing got into the car, she ordered Chang Kui who was driving: "Follow the funeral procession in front."
"Okay, Master."
Chang Kui jumped on his horse and followed closely the funeral procession in front.
The funeral procession in front was walking normally, but suddenly the four people carrying the black coffin slipped under their feet, and the black coffin they carried flew out and hit the side of the street with a loud bang.
The coffin lid flipped over, and the person wearing the shroud inside the coffin flew out.
The mourners and the onlookers on the street were all stunned by this scene.
Feng Jing took advantage of others not paying attention and quickly walked to Wang Liang's side, stretched out her hand to touch Wang Liang's pulse, and checked his pulse.
Mrs. Wang on one side found her, cried and waved her hand: "What are you doing? Get away."
Feng Jing took a deep look at Mrs. Wang and saw that she was really sad, so she quickly said: "He's not dead yet."
Mrs. Wang was about to faint from crying, but she was stunned after hearing Feng Jing's words: "You, what did you say?"
Feng Jing said calmly: "He's not dead yet."
After she finished speaking, Mrs. Wang couldn't control her trembling, looking happy and surprised.
"You said my husband is not dead yet. What do you mean?"
Before Feng Jing had time to speak, an old man behind her quickly came over and interrupted Feng Jing: "Hurry up and lift the coffin. Immediately help the deceased into the coffin. How unbecoming."
After he finished speaking, he called to the Wang clan members behind him to carry Wang Liang's body.
Mrs. Wang held down Wang Liang's body so that no one could move it. She looked up at the old man and shouted, "Third uncle, do you hear that? My husband is not dead yet, he is not dead."
The old man's face was extremely ugly: "That's nonsense. A person has been dead for such a long time. What do you mean he is still alive? Don't we know whether he is alive or not?"
After he finished speaking, he glared fiercely at Feng Jing: "Where did this yellow-haired girl come from, talking nonsense in the street, does she think I, the Wang family, are easy to tease? Come here, drive her away."
Feng Jing glanced at the old man coldly, raised her hand and took out a few golden needles.
Seeing her actions, the old man became anxious and ordered the tribesmen beside him: "Stop her quickly, don't let her hurt the dead, anything, even the dead."
Feng Jing glanced at Mrs. Wang: "If you want Wang Liang to survive, stop them."
Mrs. Wang cried and rushed to stop the Wang clan members. Her sons and daughters all ran to help.
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
Feng Jing raised her hand to prick Wang Liang's needle.
The people watching on both sides of the street were talking a lot.
"What is this girl doing?"
"She said Wang Tongzhi is not dead. Is that true?"
"That's nonsense. Doesn't the Wang family know whether Wang Tongzhi is dead or not?"
Feng Jing ignored others and concentrated on giving Wang Liang the acupuncture.
Wang Liang was indeed not dead. He was given a fake death drug and suffered from pseudo-suffocation. However, he had been suffocating in the black coffin. If the black coffin was not overturned, he would really suffocate to death.
Feng Jing's needle pricked for a while, and the lifeless person on the ground suddenly coughed and moved.
Now everyone on the street was petrified and stunned.