Rebirth of the First Sword Immortal in the City

"Big brother, can you really cure my father's illness?" The little girl Ke'er hugged Ye Chen's leg and said pitifully: "Every time it rains, Dad lies on the bed alone, can't stand up, and even bites off the wooden stick when it hurts, it looks so terrible."

Speaking of this, Kerr burst into tears.

Leng Feng put on his clothes again, lovingly wiped away the tears on his daughter's face, and then said to Ye Chen: "Mr. Ye, let you laugh, I know this little problem myself, when I retired, the leader asked the best military doctor to show me, saying that I can't be cured in this life, so I won't delay your precious time."

When it came to retirement, Leng Feng's eyes showed a touch of gloom, but he was still relieved to be able to accompany his daughter.

"Poof!"

Leng Feng knelt directly in front of Ye Chen, and said sincerely: "Mr. Ye, thank you for saving Ke'er, my Leng Feng's life will be yours in the future." "

He's still an upright man, so he naturally has to honor what he says.

"Who said your injuries can't be healed?" Ye Chen stretched out his hand and put his hand on Leng Feng's arm, and lifted it up slightly, and Leng Feng stood up uncontrollably.

Ye Chen's lift made Leng Feng's heart shocked, he knew his strength, if he didn't want to, three or five people wouldn't be able to pull him up, but Ye Chen just pulled it casually and let him stand up.

Leng Feng looked at Ye Chen in shock, and set off a storm in his heart, and said in his heart: "This Mr. Ye is not simple.

"To tell you the truth, it was Pei Xianwang Pei, a well-known military doctor in the army, who treated me at the beginning. Leng Feng said: "Doctor Pei said, my foundation has been broken, and I will not get better in this life, plus a body injury, I can live to be fifty years old at most."

Leng Feng said and focused his loving gaze on his daughter, with a worried look in his eyes.

At this moment, Jiang Wenhao laughed, stepped forward to Leng Feng and said: "Mr. Leng doesn't know, where is the medical skill of Doctor Pei comparable to Master Ye, you have also seen it, just now this group of people came to invite Master Ye because the Pei Army could not be cured." In

Jiang Wenhao's heart, Ye Chen's medical skills are unpredictable, and there is no disease in this world that he can't cure.

"Mr. Ye, is this true?" Leng Feng looked at Ye Chen suspiciously.

He didn't want to heal the injuries on his body, so that he could accompany Ke'er to grow up.

Ye Chen nodded, asked Jiang Wenhao to arrange a room, asked Leng Feng to take off the clothes on his body, reached out to take his pulse, and then pressed his hand two inches below his chest.

"Hmm!" Leng Feng frowned violently, his face was pale, the muscles of his whole body tensed instantly, and beads of sweat slid down his neck, but he still gritted his teeth and just let out a muffled snort.

"Your sea of qi was broken by someone with a blunt object?" Ye Chen let go of his hand and said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, Leng Feng was shocked again, but he didn't expect Ye Chen to even see this.

Seven years ago, Long Yin carried out a secret mission, and was besieged and killed by the forces of the Three Kingdoms in the border area, in order to return with that thing, the entire Long Yin team fought bloodily, and when that thing returned to Huaxia, he was the only one left in the whole team, and he also fell into this old injury.

After listening to Leng Feng's account, Jiang Wenhao opened his mouth and asked: "It stands to reason that with the merits you have made this time, not to mention staying in the army, even if you retire, you can become an official and a half-job, why are you now?" Leng Feng

shook his head and said resolutely: "The credit is all earned by comrades-in-arms with blood and life, they are all dead, I am still alive, and I am not qualified to monopolize that credit at all." In

fact, Leng Feng even sent the resettlement money that was given to him by the above to their families in the name of his comrades-in-arms.

"Brother Leng, there may be some risks in the future, are you willing to try?" Ye Chen was convinced of Leng Feng's character, but he still needed to try his courage.

Leng Feng smiled with relief: "Compared to the death of his comrades, the physical pain is nothing, Mr. Ye, even if you make a move, I, Leng Feng, will not take a step back." "

Okay!" Ye Chen's eyes were like torches, and the needle method of the thirteen needles of yin and yang suddenly appeared on the "Wordless Medical Technique" in the dantian, and then said to Jiang Wenhao: "Take another silver needle." "

A set of twelve silver needles, this is the basis of acupuncture, as soon as he heard that Ye Chen also asked him to take the needle, Jiang Wenhao was immediately stunned, but he still took a silver needle according to Ye Chen's request.

"Fire therapy!"

As Jiang Wenhao lit the alcohol lamp, Ye Chen picked up the silver needle and roasted it in the flame for half a minute, and then Yimu's spiritual power poured into it and dropped the needle on Leng Feng's back.

Leng Feng's body was difficult to break with ordinary knives and guns, and when he felt that the silver needle in Ye Chen's hand was inserted into his body so easily, his heart moved: "Can it really be cured?"

When the twelve silver needles fell, Leng Feng directly broke the steel pipe on the edge of the bed and bit it in his mouth.

As the thirteenth silver needle landed on his back, Leng Feng roared "ah", and the steel pipe in his mouth was directly broken into two.

Thirteen silver needles formed a strange pattern, one yin and one yang, flashing with a faint green, injecting a trace of vitality into the sea of cold front's shattered qi.

At this moment, Leng Feng was like being in a sea of swords and fire, and the sweat he shed had already soaked the bedding, if it weren't for his amazing willpower, he was afraid that he would have already passed out.

Seeing the situation, Ye Chen took out the black and dark Gathering Spirit Pill from the jade bottle and gave it to Jiang Wenhao: "Give it to him, and collect the needle in half an hour."

When Ye Chen stood up, he couldn't help wiping a handful of sweat from his forehead, and with his current cultivation of running the thirteen needles of yin and yang, he was still a little reluctant, so he meditated and cultivated on the side.

Half an hour later.

As the medicinal power of the Gathering Spirit Pill was absorbed, the sea of Qi shattered by Leng Feng was not only completely healed, but even the copper-iron skin on his body had a hint of luster.

When Jiang Wenhao received the needle, Leng Feng was like a tiger after waking up, in good spirits, and immediately stood up straight in front of Ye Chen, and performed a standard military salute: "Leng Feng is willing to swear to follow Mr. Ye to the death!"

In a compound in Qingzhou, after hearing Liu Yi's report, Doctor Pei immediately became furious and said: "You bunch of rabbit cubs, I asked you to invite people, you are going to be bandits!"