"Chen Feiyu is powerless."

Feng Yuxuan smiled proudly, paying attention to Chen Feiyu's movements while treating the patient in front of him. He didn't even reach out to feel his pulse, but he could tell from the patient's complexion that the patient suffered from asthma.

She took out a small porcelain bottle in her hand, poured out a red pill, placed it in front of the patient, and said calmly: "Take it."

This is the "Shunqi Pill" carefully refined by the ghost doctors. It has extraordinary curative effects in treating respiratory diseases such as asthma.

The patient was a bald man in his forties named Xie Zhong. He opened his mouth and swallowed it without saying a word.

Feng Yuxuan stood up and walked behind Xie Zhong. Just as he was about to put his hand on Xie Zhong's back, his movement suddenly stopped in mid-air. He lightly frowned and ordered to a Long family disciple not far away: "Here."

I'll get a pair of gloves and a washbasin."

As the most important competition for the ghost doctor sect, gloves, basins and other props were all available and placed more than ten meters away. For a strong master like her, she could just use the volley to get the gloves and basin.

Since the status of the Long family is higher than that of the Feng family, there is no need for the disciples of the Long family to obey Feng Yuxuan's orders, but Feng Yuxuan is so imposing that what he says makes people subconsciously unable to refuse.

The Long family disciple immediately responded, ran over and handed the gloves and basin to Feng Yuxuan respectfully.

Feng Yuxuan put on gloves to isolate her skin from the other person's contact. Then she put her hand on Xie Zhong's back and used her true energy to help Xie Zhong dissolve the medicine.

In less than a minute, Xie Zhong's body felt like it was on fire, and a stream of hot steam steamed up.

Xie Zhong's face turned red, and suddenly he spat out a mouthful of phlegm into the basin with a "wow" sound. The breath in his chest suddenly became much smoother, and he said happily: "It's comfortable, it's so comfortable."

A trace of disgust flashed through Feng Yuxuan's beautiful eyes, and she immediately asked the Long family disciple to take away the basin, sit on the seat again, put the porcelain bottle in front of Xie Zhong, and said: "There are seven pills in it, each

Take it once every three days, and your asthma will be cured after 21 days.”

Xie Zhong was overjoyed. He immediately put away the porcelain vase, stood up and bowed repeatedly to say thank you: "Thank you, thank you. Miss Feng's medical skills are the best I have ever seen in my life. With such miraculous medical skills, Miss Feng will definitely win the first prize in one fell swoop."

Feng Yuxuan smiled proudly and subconsciously looked at Chen Feiyu. She saw Chen Feiyu walking towards Long Hanqiu. She was suddenly stunned. What was Chen Feiyu going to do?

But he said that Long Hanqiu was taking the pulse of a private entrepreneur named Mu Ling in front of him, and said: "It can be seen from the pulse that you often have dizziness, headaches, drowsiness, and sometimes your limbs are numb, right?"

"Yes, yes." Mu Ling extended his thumb and praised: "As expected of the famous Third Young Master of the Long family, everything is right."

Long Hanqiu looked proud, and withdrew his pulse-checking finger, saying: "This is a precursor to a stroke. Fortunately, you arrived in time, otherwise if it had not lasted for another half a month, the stroke would have occurred."

Mu Ling was about to speak, and Long Hanqiu was also ready to continue listening to Mu Ling's flattery.

Suddenly, a mocking voice rang out: "You said he had a stroke? Ha, quack doctors are misleading, that's all."

Long Hanqiu was furious. Who dared to shout at him, Third Young Master Long?

He immediately turned around and saw Chen Feiyu walking towards him, with an obvious mockery on his lips.
Chapter completed!