The Greatest Daoist Miracle Doctor

"Good, good, good!" Hu San nodded like a pound of garlic. My heart is also shocked by Ye Feng's unique skill.

One side of the winter, is excited to a heart beating.

Just when Ye Feng touched Qiao Jingmo's feet, Dong'Er had no reason to feel uncomfortable.

However, Chen Bowen's query makes Dong'Er sweat for Ye Feng.

However, a moment later, Ye Feng proved to everyone that things were not what Chen Bowen imagined with his amazing curative effect.

Looking at Ye Feng talking and laughing, he cured the thorny problem, and Dong'Er was filled with infinite pride.

"Dr. ye, you are a great doctor!" Mayor Qiao also praised it excitedly.

"Yes, yes! God, it's unbelievable The crowd exclaimed.

Many people present have seen TCM, but it is the first time that Ye Feng has seen such a TCM.

This shock is beyond expression.

Seeing her granddaughter's foot, Mrs. Qiao was so happy that she was cured by Ye Feng.

Holding Ye Feng in one hand and Qiao Jingmo in the other, Mrs. Qiao said with a smile, "well, I've been hungry for a long time. Please come first! having dinner! Tonight, no one is allowed to trouble Ye Feng to see a doctor. If you want to get medical treatment, go to his clinic to register another day. Ye Feng is my guest today. He has only one task, that is, to have a good meal! "

When Mrs. Qiao spoke, everyone was shocked and entered the table in turn.

"Bowen, don't be stunned. Come and have a meal with us." Said Mrs. Joe at last.

Ye Feng was honored as a guest of honor by Mrs. Qiao and sat on her left. Dong'Er and Hu San are also sitting next to Ye Feng.

Chen Bowen was placed in a humble position, a handsome face, full of gloom.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

People's topic inevitably falls on Qiao Jingmo's new song time.

"Sister Jingmo, I heard that your new song was finished during grandma's illness. Did you write your own lyrics and music for grandma? " A young relative and friend, full of adoration, asked Qiao Jingmo.

"Yes! Grandma's illness really scared me As soon as Qiao Jingmo mentioned grandma's illness, his face changed, but he didn't want to make Grandma unhappy. He immediately changed his smiling face and asked grandma, "grandma, did you listen to my new song?"

"Listen! That's wonderful Said Mrs. Joe, nodding deeply.

"I'll sing it to you again, OK?" Qiao Jingmo said and stood up.

All the people in the room were excited.

Even Ye Feng put down his chopsticks and looked at Qiao Jingmo.

That song "time" is so special and soul touching. Today, Ye Feng is naturally looking forward to hearing the live performance.

Chen Bowen even stood up and volunteered: "Jingmo, I'll play for you."

However, Qiao Jingmo politely said to him with a smile: "no, Bowen. It's hard to grasp the artistic conception of this song. I'll do it myself!"

Chen Bowen had no fun, but he had to sit down. I also know what Qiao Jingmo said is true. Not everyone can control the accompaniment of this song.

Qiao Jingmo walked to the piano in the living room and sat down. With a slight smile, he began to play on the piano.

Like the sound of water piano, flowing out in an instant.

Qiao Jingmo's ethereal and pure voice, accompanied by the sound of the piano, rang up.

The song is like the sound of nature.

The sound of the piano is melodious and natural to the singing.

In an instant, he brought people into a different kind of music country, involuntarily immersed in Qiao Jingmo's piano and song.

Looking at the jade man, he flicked his hands and sang affectionately. The perfect profile looks like a fairy falling into the world.

Chen Bowen's heart will melt. Although I knew that Qiao Jingmo didn't have much affection for him, who could give up easily for such a nearly perfect woman?

Chen Bowen's heart, like a cat's claw, clenched his fist slightly, thinking, how can we move Qiao Jingmo's heart?

The guests and friends in the room are also attracted by Qiao Jingmo's unique beauty.

Hu San's eyes were straight. He felt that Qiao Jingmo seemed to be in front of him. However, he seemed to be far away from himself. Far away, he seemed to be in the sky and in the clouds. He could only look up!

Even Dong'Er grew up in the praise of others, but at this moment, seeing such a gorgeous Qiao Jingmo is also the envy in his heart.

Peeping at Ye Feng again, he was shocked to see that Ye Feng had left the table.

Slowly came to Qiao Jingmo's side, Ye Feng stretched out his hand and took down a flute hanging on the wall.In the eyes of everyone, Ye Feng put the flute to his mouth and began to play it.

Qiao Jingmo, who was originally concentrating on playing and singing, suddenly heard the sound of the flute on his side and turned his head in surprise.

But see ye Fengzheng side playing the flute, side to look at himself to continue.

Listen to that Xiao, it's the melody of time.

The simple sound of Xiao rises and falls skillfully in the piano sound like a jade plate splashed with pearls. The sound of Xiao is implicit, elegant and full of a different kind of meditation and enlightenment.

Qiao Jingmo was suddenly surprised, as if there was a flash of light.

Qiao Jingmo looks at Ye Feng in shock. His fingers are light and comfortable. He makes his piano sound scattered in the bass area, matching Ye Feng's Xiao. The ethereal voice is more ethereal in Ye Feng's weeping Xiao.

For the first time, the two styles of performance are interwoven.

The modern and fashionable piano, the traditional and classical Dongxiao, the intelligence of the West and the intelligence of the East are perfectly integrated.

It's the first time for the two to cooperate, but they have an amazing tacit understanding. This song "time" deduces a kind of unprecedented and soul stirring shock.

Qiao Jingmo a pair of wonderful eyes have been looking at Ye Feng excitedly, gradually tears wet eyes.

However, Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes and indulged in the unique melody of time.

At the end of the song, many people on the scene were already in tears.

It's a feeling of being deeply touched to the soul. An innate sense of loneliness, hard hit the heart, people want to seize everyone around, every period of time. But found that everything is like a finger of sand, although want to grasp, but will eventually die.