Chapter 558 (1/2)

”Really so fast?” the child's parents said in surprise.

Then he hurriedly ran in, looked at his child's two legs, and then touched them. He found that the temperature had appeared on them and became soft.

In an instant, they cried excitedly. He Feng listened to a burst of shaking his head. He hated the noise and annoyance of others' crying!

Do you have to cry because you can't vent your emotions?

But after seeing the excited parents, he didn't say much, but sighed a few times.

After wiping off the water on his hands with the dry towel handed over by Liu Xiaodong, he Feng threw the white towel on the misty son, and then asked loudly.

”Old man, what are you doing here? I don't know. I'm flustered in the clinic. What's the matter?”

Misty son seemed to turn a deaf ear to his words and stared at the small half bucket of blood on the ground.

He Feng suddenly realized that what could attract misty son was certainly not something inconspicuous. The blood in front of him must be of great use to him, perhaps just like the blood last time.

”Well, let's go outside and talk about what the old man has to say. OK, don't disturb the reunion of patients' families?” He Feng said after laughing.

Then he took piaomizi to the outside. After walking outside the treatment room, he Feng directly opened one side of the chair, then sat down, and finally played with the tea cup in front of him and asked piaomizi.

”The old man is honest. What's the use of that classmate?”

Misty son looked puzzled, pretended not to know and said, ”what can there be? Isn't it a bucket of blood? What's the use of that kind of blood that stinks and is all necrotic?”

”Ha ha.” He Feng smiled but didn't say anything. The teacup in his hand fell to the ground and broke into several halves. He Dongmei heard the sound of fragmentation.

She hurried out and saw a pile of glass fragments on the ground. She couldn't help wondering. Then she asked he Feng, ”master, what's the matter?”

He Feng waved his hand and said, ”it's all right. Go and help you.”

He Dongmei glanced at the fragments on the ground and said to He Feng, ”don't worry, master, I'll clean these fragments before I go out.”

After that, he went outside, picked up the broom outside and started cleaning. Before long, the glass fragments on the ground were cleaned, and the misty son was completely unable to breathe.

He Feng just kept staring at him with a kind of forced eyes, as if a police uncle was staring at a thief. It made people feel great pressure in their heart, and ordinary people really couldn't bear it.

I only heard misty son pour beans in a bamboo tube and say, ”it's the same thing. These blood are almost the same as last time, but the effect is much weaker than last time.”

”Oh, really?” He Feng frowned and asked.

”Indeed, as like as two peas, the environment of the two blood cells is exactly the same. They are all in extremely cold conditions, blood necrosis, and the last time is the blood in the bone marrow. Compared to the precious ones, it is not a half and half, and this time is just the congestion in the common blood vessels,” explained the ethereal son.

”What's the use of that? The last time it was frozen directly, why is it still like this time? He Feng asked with some doubts.