Ye Feng smiled and said to Xiao Luo: "Is Ouyang Changfeng sick? Tell him, I will go and help him. It's free. I guarantee that I can restore his vitality in minutes."
Xiao Luo stared at Ye Feng in a daze. She had heard a long time ago that Ye Feng was an extraordinary medical skill. She didn't know how powerful he was, but she had seen it with her own eyes.
Lu Dayou was shot and admitted to the hospital. After the operation, he had to lie in bed for three days before he could get out of bed. But after Ye Feng came, Lu Dayou seemed to have a genetic mutation. He was dead with an oxygen mask on one second, and running around the hospital the next, causing the doctors and nurses to catch him like a thief.
With such a skilled doctor here, do we still need to worry about Ouyang Changfeng getting sick
Xiao Luo suddenly realized something, his expression changed from sadness to joy, and he quickly shouted into the microphone: "Wait a minute, Mr. Ouyang, don't hang up the phone yet, I'll ask our company's Chinese medicine consultant to go and take a look at you, he's a very skilled doctor, he'll make you recover soon."
Ouyang Changfeng questioned, "Chinese medicine consultant? Is he that amazing? Don't lie to me. All doctors are the same. A severe cold or fever will take time to heal. How can you say it will heal instantly? You don't have to worry about it."
Xiao Luo bit her red lips and insisted: "Uncle Ouyang, Mr. Ouyang, how can you know if you don't try it? The Chinese medicine consultant of our Tianyuan Group is not an ordinary doctor. He is a medical god. He invented the light of Chinese medicine, Chunyuxueji Cream, which saved many people..."
Ouyang Changfeng's surprised voice came from the phone: "Your Tianyuan Group? Isn't it the pharmaceutical company that produces Spring Rain Snow Cream, the one mentioned in the news? How come you opened a jewelry company again?"
“Is it not possible to expand the business project?”
Ouyang Changfeng's voice began to become excited: "Ahem, is that Chinese medicine consultant the Little God of Medicine Ye Feng?"
Xiao Luo showed a victorious smile. It seemed that Ouyang Changfeng was not a frog in the well. He actually knew Ye Feng. As long as he could accept Ye Feng's treatment, he would be able to recover soon.
"Mr. Ouyang, you are really well-informed. I am talking about him."
Ouyang Changfeng's voice became much louder, and he could not hide his excitement: "Oh, it's Ye Feng? Then let him come. In fact, I am also a fan of traditional Chinese medicine. I have heard of the name of the little medical god Ye Feng. Ahem, I didn't expect that today, I can let the little medical god personally treat me. It's my honor. My address..."
Ever since Ye Feng was reported by the media as "One man defeats a country" and "Ye Feng, the magical boy strikes again, Korean medicine is silent", the name of the little miracle doctor has spread like wildfire and he is known to everyone in the Chinese medicine community.
Xiao Luo trotted all the way to Jiang Yixue and said, "Sister Yixue, I have contacted Ouyang Changfeng. No wonder he didn't answer the phone. He is sick and has no strength to work. I will go to his house with Brother Ye and let Brother Ye treat him."
Jiang Yixue patted her chest with a look of relief. It turned out that Ouyang Changfeng was just sick. This problem was easy to solve. As long as Ye Feng took action, the disease would be cured.
Ouyang Changfeng didn't answer the phone. She was worried that he had run away with the jade raw material. The jade raw material used to carve the Linglong Tower was worth millions.
Even if things don't go smoothly, as long as we work together and try our best, we will succeed.
Jiang Yixue looked much more cheerful: "Xiao Luo, is Ouyang Changfeng's residence far from here?"
"It takes about half an hour to drive."
"You drive Ye Feng there and make sure he finishes carving the exquisite jade tower as soon as possible."
Xiao Luo took the car keys and vowed to Jiang Yixue: "I promise to complete the task."
Ye Feng saw the shadow of Jiang Yixue in Xiao Luo. A strong general has no weak soldiers. Jiang Yixue, a strong woman, would use assistants who are as brave as her.
Xiao Luo drove at lightning speed, and she would occasionally show concern for Ye Feng: "Brother Ye, if you feel that I am driving too fast, just tell me."
Ye Feng smiled and said, "If I tell you, will you drive slower?"
Making a face at Ye Feng, Xiao Luo said firmly: "No."
It took only twenty minutes to drive to the destination, which was supposed to be a half-hour journey. With an emergency brake, the car stopped in front of Ouyang Changfeng's villa.
Ye Feng and Xiao Luo came to the gate of Ouyang Changfeng's house. Just as they were about to ring the doorbell, the door opened. The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman with a pretty face and light makeup. She was middle-aged, but she must have been a beauty when she was young.
The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "What a loud brake sound, I thought someone was coming, but it turned out to be Miss Xiao Luo."
Xiao Luo said hurriedly: "Mrs. Ouyang, is Mr. Ouyang sick? I brought a doctor to see him."
Madam Ouyang looked at Ye Feng with a surprised look on her face: "Is this the little medical god, Doctor Ye, who invented the light of traditional Chinese medicine in the news?"
Ye Feng smiled and said, "It's genuine."
Madam Ouyang quickly led Ye Feng and Xiao Luo to the living room: "Come in and sit on the sofa in the living room. I'll make tea for you. My husband will be down soon."
"You're welcome, Madam Ouyang."
Ouyang Changfeng's house is quite grand and luxuriously decorated, with marble floors so bright that they can reflect people's shadows.
Ye Feng and Xiao Luo had just sat down on the sofa when they heard footsteps on the stairs. Mr. Ouyang, wearing a thick cotton pajamas and looking tired, walked over.
With just a quick glance from his divine eyes, Ye Feng knew what illness Ouyang Changfeng had. Ouyang Changfeng had a severe cold that developed pneumonia, and a few wisps of black disease energy in his chest and lungs were intertwined with the green life energy.
Moreover, due to continuous high fever, Ouyang Chang's face turned pale, he was listless, and even his consciousness was a little blurred.
Ouyang Changfeng was a rather sturdy man, with strong and muscular arms. His ten fingers were wrapped in tape, and it was obvious that his hands were overworked.
It was also this pair of overworked hands that carved out many exquisite and breathtaking jade jewellery, making him one of the top jewellery carvers in China.
"You are Divine Doctor Ye. I have heard of your name for a long time. I didn't expect you to be so young. You are indeed worthy of being called the Young Divine Doctor."
"you flatter me."
Mrs. Ouyang poured a cup of tea for Ye Feng and Xiao Luo. The tea was clear and the fragrance of tea filled the air.
I took a sip and the fragrance lingered on my lips and teeth, as if I was recalling the past glory.
Ye Feng couldn't help but praise: "Good tea, fragrant and refreshing, the tea leaves are wide, and the leaf tips are as thin as hair tips. Is this the pre-rain Maojian tea from Xinyang Heilongtan?"
A smile appeared on Ouyang Changfeng's pale face: "It turns out that Doctor Ye is also a tea lover. Doctor Ye is right. It is Xinyang Maojian."
Ye Feng glanced at Madam Ouyang and found a faint black air between her chest and abdomen. He smiled and asked, "Madam, you don't look very well. Have you been suffering from insomnia and chest pain recently?"
Madam Ouyang was surprised and said, "How did you know, little doctor? I just had these symptoms these past two days. Because they were not very obvious and the chest pain only lasted for a few seconds, I didn't go to the hospital."
(End of this chapter)