【Qi Feng】A Simple and Crude Leg Treatment Story

Feng Wuya didn't fall into the trap, his hands were steady, and the sharp thorns of the broken flute flashed a cold light, almost piercing into the young man's flesh, ready to kill him at any time: "Now the choice is mine and not you, stop talking nonsense, unless If you want to seek death, then I will do it naturally."

The young man raised his hand and surrendered: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid, can't you do it? I'm a doctor, a real doctor, Qi Wuhui asked me to heal your leg. If you kill me, it's hard to say that you can find it in the world." The second person can cure."

Feng Wuya's complexion does not change, he is not moved, but his heart is already turbulent. He cannot believe that this person who behaves strangely is the genius doctor Qi Wuhui said. Moreover, looking at this person's appearance, he is too young to look like: "It's hard for me to tell the truth from the falsehood."

"Whether it's true or not, we'll find out when Qi Wuhui wakes up."

Feng Wuya said coldly: "It's your fault that he's unconscious."

The doctor quickly explained: "The situation was chaotic just now, I wanted to help Qi Wuhui to fake his death, so that he could be clean for a year or so if he couldn't get away, I can't tell for a while, it's easier for me to do things when I'm dizzy."

"Since that's the case, let my senior brother wake up now." Feng Wuya said, never letting go of his vigilance.

The doctor rolled his eyes, still obediently pulled out the silver needle on the back of Qi Wuhui's neck, then took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, put it in front of Qi Wuhui's nose, unplugged it and shook it three times.

Qi Wuhui's eyelids trembled violently, his brows furrowed, and finally he sneezed and woke up.

The doctor put away the porcelain bottle, looked at Feng Wuya, Feng Wuya withdrew his hand slightly, thought he was holding back, but he just turned the flute in a different direction, attacked the doctor again, tapped several acupuncture points of the doctor in the blink of an eye, The doctor couldn't move at once, only a pair of eyes stared fiercely at Feng Wuya, Feng Wuya didn't care, he just reached out to help Qi Wuhui and asked if he was all right.

"It's nothing, don't worry," Qi Wuhui comforted Feng Wuya, and looked at the rather embarrassed doctor with a smile, "Hey, Duan, what's wrong, my junior brother turned his back on you? Tsk tsk, what's this called?" , Retribution is not good!"

The Ya acupoint was not clicked, Doctor Duan snorted angrily: "You seek medical treatment with this attitude, don't even try to get cured until you die!"

Qi Wuhui seemed to have never heard of it, but stared at his face for a while, and said: "Where did you find such a piece of skin, it's too tender, I feel uncomfortable looking at it, so I peeled it off for you." Stop!" Doctor Duan exclaimed as soon as he said to do it, Qi Wuhui was already pinching a human skin mask as thin as a cicada's wings.

Feng Wuya was taken aback, and when he went to see the doctor again, his real face was red lips and white teeth, she looked like a good girl, but the slightly lifted slender red phoenix eyes showed a bit gloomy and vicious, which seemed difficult to get along with, and the corners of the eyes and lips The fine lines also reveal that the actual age is earlier than the crown, and it is time to stand up.

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Doctor Duan looked at Feng Wuya again, his black pupils were bottomless, Feng Wuya shivered, and whispered to Qi Wuhui, "Is this person really trustworthy?"

Feng Wuya had one more worry, it was very dangerous for senior brother to have contact with such a person.

Qi Wuhui smiled, first he didn't answer, went to relieve Doctor Duan's acupoints, and then said frankly: "This guy has done bad things, his heart is not good, and he is so mean that people want to pull out his tongue. Only the medical skills are superb, and I can barely speak morally."

Dr. Duan twisted his neck and flicked his wrist, and said with a sneer, "Oh, thank you for your compliment."

Qi Wuhui looked at Feng Wuya, somewhat uneasy in his heart, but he still explained: "We met in Wansheng Pavilion. I saved his life, and in exchange, he promised to cure your leg."

Wansheng Pavilion, but also Wansheng Pavilion, it is like a ghost that follows you everywhere, and it is like a scar that cannot be uncovered.

For a while, the three people in the carriage were silent.

Doctor Duan moved first, he snatched the human skin mask from Qi Wuhui's hand, opened the curtain without saying anything, and went outside to drive the horse.

Feng Wuya said: "I... have never cared about the Wansheng Pavilion. Brother, you are also desperate, and you have no choice. Helping them do things is not what you want."

Qi Wuhui waved his hands and said, "Don't look at me so pitifully, please don't, I'm your senior brother, not the brat you want to protect. As for me, I don't want to make excuses for myself, and of course I'm not shameless. Just perfunctory."

Feng Wuya smiled and said, "Brother, do you want to tell the prodigal son to turn back?"

"Go back! You're making fun of me again, right? You don't have to be so careful about me anyway, since I don't care anymore. I have nothing to do with them a long time ago. If I met them, it would be a murder. There is nothing to say. "

While speaking, the carriage jolted, Feng Wuya and Qi Wuhui were thrown into the air like stir-fried soybeans, and fell down uncontrollably. Feng Wuya's legs were weak, and he couldn't support stably while shaking, so he fell into Qi Wuhui's arms, the tip of his nose bumped into Qi Wuhui's chest, the pain shot straight to his forehead, and tears welled up in his eyes.Qi Wuhui hugged Feng Wuya for the time being, raised the curtain with his sword and yelled at Dr. Duan, "Duan, can you fucking drive a car? I'll fight you if you want to send it back. I'll let you vent your anger here and think about the three of us." A car crash together?"

Doctor Duan didn't turn his head back, he swung his whip and slapped his ass: "Drive!"

This time even Qi Wuhui couldn't hold on, luckily he grabbed the door of the car, otherwise he would have been thrown out of the car with Feng Wuya in his arms.

Qi Wuhui was out of breath and wanted to scold again, but was stopped by Feng Wuya.

Feng Wuya said: "Because I didn't know the identity of the gentleman before, I offended him a lot, and it was out of helplessness. I hope the gentleman will forgive me."

Doctor Duan said in a strange tone: "Finally remember to apologize to me? It's hard for you, it's better than Qi Wuhui, but you think too much, I'm not such a petty person, so I don't care about such trivial matters."

Qi Wuhui said: "The intestines of a chicken are wider than yours! I'll forget it, if something happens to my junior brother, you won't be able to pay for thousands of lives!"

Doctor Duan gave a piss and said, "It's dead! You hug your junior brother and get out, I wish you a happy union for a hundred years!"

Qi Wuhui shouted furiously, "Duan Ming! I'll kill you!"

Due to the unsteady roar and the distortion of the wind, that "Duan Ming" sounded like "short life", Feng Wuya secretly wondered, it was somewhat unlucky for a doctor to have such a name.

However, it is no wonder that Duan Ming and Qi Wuhui became acquainted through disputes in the oppressive environment of Wansheng Pavilion. The two were really evenly divided when they were childish. And no pedestrians passed by on the road.

Feng Wuya got a headache when he heard it, so he had no choice but to interrupt them and said: "Why don't we stop and discuss it first before we start."

Doctor Duan turned to him and said loudly, "Still stopping? Do you want to visit Wansheng Pavilion?"

Feng Wuya saw that Duan Ming didn't really intend to leave them alone, and said with a smile, "I'm bothering you."

Duan Ming choked at the front, and after a long while he replied dully: "I want to collect the money!"

Qi Wuhui wanted to talk to him again, but Feng Wuya pressed his shoulder.

"Brother, save some effort."

Qi Wuhui looked back at him, only then realized that he had been hugging Feng Wuya.