Zhang Yifeng stopped, returned to the bald man, and said lightly: "Zhang Yifeng, card number xxxxx." ”

"Okay, I'll transfer money to you using mobile banking."

The man took out his mobile phone and transferred a huge amount of money to Zhang Yifeng through mobile banking. After Zhang Yifeng made sure that the money had arrived, he squatted down and put his hand on the child's back.

The little boy had already turned blue with pain, and he was gritting his teeth and insisting, because this kind of pain was no less than Ling Chi, and it could be described as a thousand cuts. The child can hold on for so long because his physique is different from ordinary people, and if he were an ordinary child, he would have died of pain.

After a few breaths, Zhang Yifeng withdrew his hand and said to the man, "Do you have silver needles on you?" ”

"Silver needles? No. Little Master, don't you have it either? ”

The bald man frowned, and suddenly felt that Zhang Yifeng was indeed very unreliable!

Zhang Yifeng shook his head lightly and said, "I didn't think that I would treat people, so naturally I didn't bring it." ”

The bald man frowned, in fact, he didn't think that Zhang Yifeng could cure his son's stubborn illness, but as the saying goes, if you break your wealth and eliminate disasters, some things would rather be believed than not.

He really has nothing to do about his son's condition, and he can't do anything about it! Even if you know that you may be deceived, you can only bite the bullet.

This is the so-called pity for the hearts of parents in the world.

"Flight Attendant ......"

Zhang Yifeng frowned and called the flight attendant.

In fact, the flight attendants have noticed what is happening here for a long time, and they have already helped just now, but even the hospital is helpless for the disease, and they naturally can't help it.

"Hello sir, how can I help you?"

A beautiful and tall flight attendant came to Zhang Yifeng and was very polite.

"Please, get me some unused needles."

"Yes sir, but please forgive me for taking the liberty of asking, have you really studied medicine?"

This sentence shows that the flight attendants do not trust Zhang Yifeng very much, and in case they kill someone on the plane, they are responsible.

Zhang Yifeng glanced at the stewardess and said, "Hmm." ”

The stewardess smiled slightly, and then got up to get the needle. But I still have some apprehension in my heart.

"Nine in total."

Zhang Yifeng spoke again.

The stewardess was slightly stunned, but she did it anyway.

Soon, nine needles were held in front of Zhang Yifeng, Zhang Yifeng tore open the package and squeezed the needle with his fingers, the needle used for the syringe was not a silver needle after all, the middle was hollow, and the first thing he did was to pinch the needle into a needle.

This requires terrifying finger power, which the average person will never be able to do. But for Zhang Yifeng, it was a piece of cake.

Soon, nine improvised silver needles appeared in his hands. Although it is thicker than a special silver needle, it can also be used.

Zhang Yifeng pricked nine needles, one by one, into nine acupuncture points on the child's body.

At first, the man and the woman were still solemn, for fear that the young man would not only treat Xiaotian, but also make Xiaotian's condition worse.

With every stitch, the couple was scared.

Fortunately, as Zhang Yifeng's silver needle fell, the child's moaning became smaller and smaller.

After all nine stitches fell, the child's expression became completely relaxed.

"Xiaotian, how is it?" The man immediately asked the child.

"Dad, I don't hurt anymore." The child's mouth opened weakly, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore!"

The bald man's body kept trembling, he let Zhang Yi get rid of his stubborn illness with the mentality of 2.5 million oceans, but he didn't expect that although the other party looked unprofessional, he really got rid of his son's stubborn illness after nine stitches. I just don't know if this is a temporary stop to the pain, or a permanent cure.

At this time, he saw Zhang Yifeng starting to collect the needle, and couldn't help asking, "Little Master, my son ......?"

"Don't worry, it's all right."

Zhang Yifeng sealed the young man's innate cultivation body, and the young man naturally would not be uncomfortable anymore.

"Okay? Are you sure? ”

"Believe it or not is your business. Transfer the rest of the money to me. ”

"Turn now, turn now!"

The man didn't say a word, and transferred the remaining 2.5 million to Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng confirmed that he had received the account, and then he was about to return to his seat, but as if he remembered something, he whispered a word in the man's ear.

After hearing this, the man's body was slightly stunned. Zhang Yifeng told him that if one day, his son came into contact with Gu Wu, he could try to prick the Tianling Acupoint with a silver needle. But if you're not a warrior, don't try. Otherwise, the condition will recur.

The man didn't understand what Zhang Yifeng meant by this, did he mean that his son's illness had not been completely cured? And what is Gu Wu?

The man suddenly realized that this young man was not simple.

"Little Master, can you leave a phone number for you, in case, I mean in case my son has a relapse." The man spoke suddenly.

Zhang Yifeng waved his hand lightly and said, "Do what I say, and never recur." There is no need to leave the phone, meet in Pingshui, you give money, I see a doctor, it's as simple as that. ”

Zhang Yifeng's voice fell, and the person had returned to his position.

"Ah Sheng, are we really okay?" The women looked at their men in disbelief.

The bald man shook his head, he wasn't sure, he turned his head and asked the child, "Xiaotian, are you feeling unwell?" ”

"No, it's not uncomfortable at all." The children's spirits have also recovered a lot.

……

Zhang Yifeng returned to his seat, in a pretty good mood, but not because he got five million, in fact, money is indeed just a number for him, as long as he has money, it is enough. He was happy that he didn't know how to talk to Qian'er, but as soon as this happened, he didn't need to talk to him at all.

He believed, in less than three breaths! Qian'er next to the aisle will take the initiative to talk to him.

"Little brother, yes, I got five million as soon as I made a move."

At this time, Bai Jingjing's voice came.

Now Zhang Yifeng has no time to pay attention to Bai Jingjing at all. He was counting his breaths.

One breath, two breaths......

"Doctor, is that you? I'm Qian'er, do you remember me? ”

Sure enough, just for the second breath, Qian'er on the other side of the aisle spoke towards Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng immediately turned his head and said with a puzzled expression: "Are you?" ”

Although I know who the other party is, this B still has to be pretended.

"Zhang Yifeng, you!"

Bai Jingjing saw that Zhang Yifeng didn't care about others and didn't care about herself, so angry that she almost vomited blood. Just close your eyes, out of sight!

"Don't remember me, doctor. Do you remember my grandfather? It's the one you said was poisoned by some ore. If it weren't for you, I don't know if my grandfather would have woken up that night. Qian'er prompted.

"Ore? Oh, you mean the ghost eye ore, I remember. It turned out to be you. By the way, how is your grandfather's health. Zhang Yifeng pretended to be suddenly enlightened.