The frown between Ye Feng's eyebrows widened even more. A golden light enveloped the patient, and he examined him from head to toe. During this examination, Ye Feng was secretly surprised.
The patient is sick, and the vitality in his body is disturbed by the black air, but not in the stomach and intestines, but in the brain.
It was the black air in the brain that touched the nerves, causing pain and coma, not food poisoning.
Moreover, this black air is not some kind of disease, but more like a kind of Yin Sha, which has not yet fully formed. It is relatively rigid and not fatal, but it can cause unpredictable harm to people.
The evil spirits in the brain affect the nerves related to the stomach and intestines, causing these people to suffer excruciating pain.
A customer saw his friend faint from the pain and was so angry that he grabbed the boss by the collar and clenched his fists to hit him.
Ye Feng shouted, "Stop it, they are not suffering from food poisoning, it has nothing to do with the boss, don't hit them just because you are emotional."
The man stopped what he was doing after being yelled at by Ye Feng. He questioned Ye Feng with a puzzled look on his face: "How do you know it's not food poisoning? Have you done any tests? You said it has nothing to do with him, so it has nothing to do with him? You're not his agent, are you?"
Someone else questioned, "Yeah, you say you're a doctor, but you don't listen to his heartbeat or take his pulse. Can you cure him just by looking at him?"
"What kind of doctor are you? You are so young, you are not a country doctor, are you?"
Zhao Dongqiang couldn't bear to hear anyone doubting Ye Feng. His sister's difficult illness was cured by Ye Feng. In his heart, Ye Feng was a miracle doctor and a little medical god.
He put his hands on his hips and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? What's wrong with a country doctor? Doesn't he know more about medicine than you? If you have the ability, come and treat patients. You really look down on others. Don't look at my master's youth. My master is the little medical god of China. His medical skills are unmatched."
Seeing that Zhao Dongqiang was nearly two meters tall, strong and sturdy, those people did not dare to argue with him.
Lu Qingqing was also very angry when she saw someone doubting Ye Feng: "My father's cancer was cured by Brother Ye, what do you know?"
Ye Feng was too lazy to argue with these people, so he said to the boss: "Do you have mineral water in your restaurant? The kind that comes in bottles."
It is important to rescue people quickly. If the evil spirit stays in the brain for a long time, it will completely damage the brain nerves and cause a worse situation.
Seeing that Ye Feng said that the matter had nothing to do with him and was not food poisoning, the boss was secretly happy. It was like he had found a rescue circle in the vast flood and finally there was someone who understood and could help speak up. He felt even more grateful to Ye Feng.
He quickly said, "Yes, little doctor, are you thirsty? I have some brewed green tea."
"Bring me a box of mineral water, quickly."
In front of Ye Feng, his every move exuded an irresistible charm, so the boss quickly asked someone to bring a box of mineral water over.
Ye Feng took a bottle of mineral water from the middle and squatted in front of the patient who rolled his eyes and was about to go into shock. With a thought, he circled his fingers lightly around his ear, and a wisp of black air was drawn out of his ear like a cocoon, and injected into the mineral water bottle.
The bottle of clear mineral water suddenly became as thick as black ink.
The onlookers were shocked and didn't understand how the unopened mineral water turned black.
A relative of a patient asked in confusion: "You don't treat illnesses, but you perform magic here. Isn't it too…?"
Zhao Dongqiang and the others glared at the man, and seeing that they were all nearly two meters tall and strong, the patient's relatives swallowed back what they were about to say.
The guest who was about to faint suddenly opened his eyes and shouted in surprise: "Strange, why am I sitting on the ground? Did I drink too much? I remember I didn't drink much."
Everyone relaxed their politeness. Those who doubted Ye Feng were all shocked. They had never seen a person who was about to go into shock be cured by just moving his fingers.
Some people secretly gave a thumbs up, saying that this doctor was very good. Unlike those doctors, they would ask you to do a full body check-up when they see a doctor, and even do a CT scan even if you have a cold.
The boss was so excited that he almost cried. If Ye Feng could cure this person, then the dozen or so people in the audience should be able to be cured.
Moreover, Ye Feng said that it was not food poisoning, which meant that he would not have to pay compensation. So he could finally put his mind at ease.
Everyone asked, "You had a stomachache just now, did you have food poisoning?"
"My stomach doesn't hurt. I don't feel anything. How can I have food poisoning?"
Except for Ye Feng, everyone was stunned. Any kind of pain, even if it doesn't hurt anymore, will still leave a little pain. It's not like a power switch, which hurts when it's turned on and stops hurting when it's turned off.
Ye Feng explained: "He is not suffering from food poisoning, but is hypnotized. As long as the hypnotic environment is broken, he will wake up and everything will be fine."
Although the onlookers were skeptical, facts spoke louder than words. Ye Feng was able to cure people so quickly without leaving any pain, which was astonishing.
Twelve patients, twelve bottles of inky black mineral water, they soon returned to normal.
At this time, someone recognized Ye Feng.
"Oh, I remember now, you are the little medical god reported on the Internet, Ye Feng?"
"Yes, my name is Ye Feng. I'm just an ordinary country doctor, not some medical genius."
Everyone was shocked. Many of them had read reports about Ye Feng, such as the Chunyu Xueji Cream, which was the light of traditional Chinese medicine that could cure terminal illnesses. They thought it was just news hype and too fake. No one took it seriously.
But when they saw it today, they were all deeply convinced that those reports seemed to be true.
"Thank you, little doctor. I'm so sorry for what I said just now. I spoke too hastily. Please forgive me."
"I'm sorry, little doctor, I shouldn't have doubted your medical skills."
The guests who had recovered, having forgotten the pain, resumed their food tour. They toasted each other, feeling thankful that they did not get food poisoning, but no one cared why they had been hypnotized.
The boss wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at the stall returning to normal, feeling a sense of happiness as if he had returned from hell to the world.
He held Ye Feng's hand and almost knelt down: "Brother, thank you, you are my savior. Thanks to you, otherwise, I would not be able to open the gear."
This statement is correct. If these people are really misdiagnosed with food poisoning, no matter what the final conclusion is, their stalls will definitely be closed and they will have to pay huge losses.
"It's just a small matter, it's not worth mentioning."
"My friends, I will never charge you for anything you come to my place. Eat and drink as much as you want. I will pay for the drinks and meals."
Ye Feng smiled without saying anything, while Zhao Dongqiang and the others were so excited that they couldn't close their eyes. This meant that they could come here to eat and drink as much as they wanted in the future without having to pay.
Zhao Dongqiang praised: "Boss, you did a great job. You are such a good person." (To be continued)