Chapter 557 (2/2)

”Yes, that's it!” He Feng said in secret. After that, he acted quickly. The true Qi of his fingertips was controlled to that scale. There was nothing specific. He kept pointing his fingertips at every place in the boy's legs.

After all, he has determined the scale of output.

It's like a liquefied gas stove. After you adjust the size of the valve, the flame size has been fixed. You just need to output it continuously.

As he Feng's fingertips moved slowly, he Feng pointed out the two legs of the boy with his fingertips in just ten minutes, and used his spiritual knowledge to observe again. He Feng was excited.

In the blink of an eye, the boy's body had been properly disposed of by himself.

Of course, the last step is to bleed!

This is actually normal, because all the blood in the boy's legs has deteriorated. If he continues to stay inside, even if there is nothing wrong with his body, they will make things happen.

He Feng's ability can't purify the blood. It's not that he doesn't have this ability, but he tried and found that although he can do it, the consumption is really too large.

What is consumed is not true love, but time!

Time is He Feng's most precious thing, so he will not tolerate it. Moreover, there is not much blood. After it is put, it can be up to 500 ml, which is nothing for a young man.

It's a big deal. You can recover after ten days and a half months of rest!

Other girls put one or two hundred milliliters of blood every month, and they didn't see anything wrong.

Like the last time I bled my third uncle, there were three hollow silver needles, which were pierced. However, compared with the last time, the silver needle was a little thick, and he Feng directly pierced into the blood vessels.

The bottom is the small bucket used to hold ice before he Feng. At the moment, the ice in the bucket has been cleaned and is just used to collect these dirty blood.

The blood slowly flowed down and flowed very fast. He Feng deliberately pressured him with real Qi, so the flow rate was very fast, almost the same as that of the water gun when shooting rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, all the dirty blood had been discharged, and the bottom of the bucket was full. Looking at the two legs of the boy, although they were still scarred, and the chilblain had not grown well.

But compared with before, this is already good and can't be better.

At least the legs are back to life, no longer like before, and their blood color is restored.

Seeing these two almost ready legs, he Feng went to the basin and washed his hands.

At this time, with a bang, the door outside was knocked open. He Feng turned around and wanted to scold.

I'll treat you well. Why are you in such a hurry? The emperor is not in a hurry. The eunuch is talking about you!

But when he turned around and looked, he was surprised to find that it was not the child's parents, but the misty old man, and the old man's face was flushed with excitement.

As if he had found something precious again, he Feng shook his head for a while. How old the old man is, and he still looks so out of tune.

It really makes people feel disrespectful!

At this time, the child's parents also followed in, grabbed the misty child, and then scolded: ”you old man, why is this? Other people's doctors are treating diseases. If you delay my son's condition, can you afford to pay?”

”OK, let it go. Your son is well. I'll prescribe some ointment for you and apply it in a few days.” He Feng waved his hand to them.