The Greatest Daoist Miracle Doctor

As soon as the fat policeman reached for his hand, the pistol was raised again, shaking and aiming at Wang Ming. His teeth trembled and he hissed, "what's the matter?"

The fat policeman was about to be shot dead.

But Ye Feng raised his hand and said in time, "don't shoot!"

Then, as soon as he raised his hand, Ye Feng took off the clothes on Wang Ming's head.

"Ah In the classroom, there was a scream again. Many students covered their eyes and were afraid to see the zombies in the legend.

Those old deans are not so timid. After all, as a doctor, who hasn't seen a dead person? I couldn't help looking at it.

However, under Xia Bing's little suit, it was not a zombie face at all, but a red, sweaty face of a living man!

"How is that possible?"

"He's alive?"

"Did Mr. Ye save him?"

The old deans nearly fell to the ground.

Hearing this, the students opened their eyes one after another, but they saw Wang Ming's "Resurrection" as expected!

This scene is really weird. The classroom became silent for a moment. Everyone's mind is buzzing. It's hard to accept the scene.

The person who died for half an hour was rescued by Ye Feng?

Can Ye Feng bring the dead back to life?

It's, it's a kind of fairy medicine.

However, they were not surprised, but they saw that Ye Feng's face was not happy, on the contrary, his face was grim.

What's more unexpected is that Ye Feng didn't say a word. He waved his fist and hit Wang Ming in the face.

"Pa Cha" a, Wang Ming's face bone seemed to be interrupted, a mouthful of blood, jet out.

Ye Feng, however, was reluctant. He hit Wang Ming's right eye with his backhand, and the right eye swelled up with the speed visible to the naked eye.

Under the two fists, Wang Ming was beaten bloody.

In the classroom, people couldn't understand it. They didn't understand why. Ye Feng worked hard to save a person, but beat him again.

"Well, what's the matter?" The fat policeman's legs were shaking now, but he asked in a startled voice.

Xia Bing stepped forward, hugged Ye Feng tightly and cried out: "Ye Feng, don't be impulsive. What's the matter? "

Ye Feng did not answer Xia Bing's question, but looked at Wang Ming with blood on his face and asked in a deep voice, "who are you? Why are you setting me up like this? "

"Frame up?" When people heard the word, they were stunned.

Ye Feng was hugged tightly by Xia Bing in his plump arms, and finally calmed down a little. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "this man didn't die just now!"

"Not dead? No way Summer ice hears speech, startled immediately loosened a hand, startled voice to say.

It was Xia Bing who rescued Wang Ming himself, but the rescue was invalid and Wang Ming was dead.

As a former Xueba in the medical department of Yanjing University, and now the dean of the medical college, whether a person is alive or dead, can Xia Bing make a mistake?

But now, Wang Ming is sitting in front of him, screaming and bleeding.

"Did I really make a mistake?" Xia Bing's body can't help shaking for a while, and her self-confidence has been damaged unprecedentedly.

"It's not that you're wrong, it's that this man will feign death." Ye Feng said hatefully.

"Feign death? What is it? " All the people present were shocked to open their mouths.

"Ye Feng, what's going on?" Xia Bing asks. It is also a question of doubts in everyone's mind.

"I didn't expect that there are still people who can pretend to be dead and walk around the world." Ye Feng fixed his eyes on Wang Ming and continued, "in many Chinese classics, it has been recorded that in some ancient schools, there is a kind of skill called Guixi Feisi Dafa. That is what we call suspended animation. This feigning death skill can be used at a critical moment to avoid disaster. It is a top-grade Qigong skill. However, after I gave him the needle, Wang Ming tried to feign death. It was clear that he wanted to blame me. "

"Frame it?" Then people understood why Ye Feng beat Wang Ming violently.

"But how did you know he was feigning death?" Xia Bing once again asked the people's doubts.

"That's because I can't feel the death in him!" Ye Feng replied slowly.

"Dead breath?" When people hear this word, it's just as hard to digest as if they were listening to suspended animation.

Ye Feng did not continue to answer this question. Because ye Feng himself is hard to say clearly.

Just at the time of Wang Ming's "first death", he really couldn't feel his pulse and heartbeat. Xia Bing also rescued him and announced that he was dead.

However, Ye Feng was just enlightened and had a keen sense of mind. He could even feel the breath of willow sprouting outside, but he didn't feel half of the dead breath from Wang Ming's "corpse".On the contrary, although Ye Feng couldn't feel his heartbeat, he could still feel a kind of subtle anger in his mind. If it had been before, Ye Feng might not have noticed it. However, because he was enlightened, his divine sense became extremely sharp, so he naturally felt it.

If you think about it carefully, you just put an injection on his Yifeng acupoint, which is not a fatal acupoint at all. How can people die for no reason?

When the police came, Ye Feng was so absorbed in thinking about this problem that he was almost taken away by the police.

At the moment when the handcuffs were in front of him, Ye Feng suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He remembered that he had read a piece of record in a rare ancient book: there was a big protuberance in the position of Tianfu acupoint of bilateral lung meridian of the person practicing Guixi Feixing Dafa, which was different from ordinary people.

Because of this, Ye Feng had the abnormal action of tearing Wang Ming's sleeve.

At the moment of tearing open the sleeves, Ye Feng did see the unusual protrusion in Wang Ming's Tianfu cave.

Ye Feng in the heart, also once again determined that Wang Ming must be feigning death. That's what happened later.

"And how did you bring him to life?" Summer ice once again asked oneself of don't understand.

"Needle punishment!" Ye Feng simply answered Xia Bing.

As soon as these two words came out, people could not help exclaiming. Even the three policemen felt numb. I can't help but think of the terrible torture depicted in the movie the wind.

Look at Wang Ming again. He is still screaming. His cold sweat has soaked a large area of the ground.

As everyone knows, the needle punishment described in the movie is true.

Hearing Wang Ming's cry, I saw more and more people around the classroom.