"Secretary Feng, please explain to the people outside. They did not ask them not to come in for the time being, and they also locked the door. It is not advisable to disturb them when connecting the bones." Xia Yunjie did not answer Feng Wenbo's words, but turned his head and explained to Feng Zhengcheng first.

"Okay." Even Feng Zhengcheng, as the secretary of the municipal party committee, didn't know how many major things he had experienced. At this moment, he was a little lost when he heard Xia Yunjie's order.

After Feng Zhengcheng went out to explain and lock the door again, Xia Yunjie then said to Feng Wenbo: "You just touch the bones first, just like you usually do. When I ask you to collect the bones, you can collect the bones according to the usual methods."

"Yes." Feng Wenbo tried hard to stabilize his mood when he heard this, and then helped Yang Hui'e pose and began to touch the bones on her butt. When Feng Wenbo started touching the bones, Xia Yunjie pressed his hands on his back and then closed his eyes.

When Xia Yunjie pressed his hands on Feng Wenbo's back, Feng Wenbo clearly felt a magical power flowing in his body. Wherever his hands touched, the power seemed to flow.

At this time, Feng Wenbo completely understood why Xia Yunjie was so confident. What a magical bone-touching technique. Even the legendary hanging line pulse diagnosis would be overshadowed in the face of such magical bone-touching technique.

After Feng Wenbo touched Yang Hui'e for a while, Xia Yunjie had basically clearly felt her bone injury through Feng Wenbo's hands. Then he began to guide Feng Wenbo to connect the bones. Feng Wenbo was originally a master of bone training. With Xia Yunjie's guidance, and with Xia Yunjie's witch power input into his body, he was like a fish in water. After a few clicks, he actually helped Yang Hui'e straighten the bones with extremely accurate accuracy.

However, when rectifying the bones, even though Xia Yunjie had used wizard power to help Yang Hui'e seal several pain points, which relieved a lot of pain, the pain when the bones were restored still made Yang Hui'e sweat in a cold end.

However, Yang Hui'e had a cold sweat, and Xia Yunjie also had a sweat. She was able to correct the bones through Feng Wenbo, and she had a comminuted fracture. Even though Xia Yunjie had a skilled medical skills and a profound realm, she still felt a lot of difficulty.

"Okay." Xia Yunjie withdrew his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and breathed a long breath.

When Xia Yunjie took back his hand, perhaps Secretary Feng Da next to him was still confused. He didn't know whether this uncle's "Fighting the Cows Across the Mountain" magical skill was really as magical as he said, but Feng Wenbo, as a master of bone correction, knew very well. This time the bone correction was very successful, and after his intuition told the pain, Yang Hui'e, who seemed to suddenly feel relaxed, should have succeeded in bone correction this time.

"Thank you, Uncle Master." The couple thanked Xia Yunjie from the bottom of their hearts almost at the same time, and Feng Zhengcheng could not help but ask: "Dad, how about mom?"

"The bone correction is very successful. It depends on the healing situation now." Feng Wenbo also wiped the sweat from his forehead and said happily. When he spoke, he subconsciously looked at Xia Yunjie, his eyes full of fanatical worship, just like a star-chasing person seeing the idol in his heart.

Although Feng Zhengcheng had already expected this result, he heard his father say this with his own ear, and saw his fanatical gaze at Xia Yunjie, he still couldn't help but feel shocked, and his heart was filled with waves. It turned out that everything his uncle said just now was true. He actually made my mother's bones clear through his father. What a magical medical technique!

Feng Zhengcheng was amazed in his heart, but he didn't realize that when he was secretly amazed, he unknowingly used the name of uncle in his heart. When he realized this, he knew that the municipal party secretary had been completely impressed by the magical young uncle in front of him.

"Please take these three talismans, and then put one for Professor Yang every three days, and then she will stick it to the wound. Nine days later, she should be able to heal." Just as Feng Zhengcheng was secretly shocked, Xia Yunjie took out the three talismans he had just drawn at home from his shoulder bag and handed them to Feng Wenbo.

Feng Wenbo looked at the three talismans in front of him and couldn't help but feel shocked. Then he stretched out his hand tremblingly, trembling lips and said, "Uncle Master, is this Zhu Youshu?"

Xia Yunjie nodded.

When Feng Wenbo saw Xia Yunjie nodding, his hand that took the talisman trembled even harder, and even tears flashed in his eyes. He remembered his father and the scene that he would never forget in his life. He thought he would never see the magical Zhu Youshu again in his life, but he did not expect Xia Yunjie to give him a big surprise.

Seeing Feng Wenbo's excited and emotional look, Xia Yunjie could understand his mood vaguely. He patted his shoulder gently, and then he nodded at Yang Hui'e and Feng Zhengcheng who were already stunned and confused and nodded and said, "Professor Yang, Secretary Feng, I'll leave in advance."

"I'll give you a gift." Feng Zhengcheng was shocked when he heard this and blurted out subconsciously.

"Haha, no need, Professor Yang needs you to accompany you even more." Xia Yunjie smiled and waved his hand, then walked straight out of the door.

"Uncle Master!" Feng Wenbo had already come to his senses at this time and hurriedly followed him.

"You don't have to give it to me anymore, I'm not used to it." Xia Yunjie saw Feng Wenbo catching up with him, obviously wanted to give it to him in person again, so he waved his hand helplessly.

"Then, I'll let Xiaoqian drive you away." Feng Wenbo had to say when he saw Xia Yunjie insisting.

"Well, okay, let Master Qian wait for me at the hospital gate, and you just stay and don't send me off." Xia Yunjie nodded, but it was hard to refuse.

After Xia Yunjie left, Feng Zhengcheng pointed to the talisman in Feng Wenbo's hand with confusion and curiousness and asked, "Dad, what did you mean by Zhu Youshu just now? Isn't this just a talisman drawn by three Taoist priests? Could this thing really cure diseases?"

Although Yang Hui'e has experienced many strange things that she has never experienced in her life today, she couldn't help but curious when she saw Feng Zhengcheng ask, "Yes, can you just use these three talismans to cure my bone injuries? If this is the case, wouldn't it be too easy to cure the disease?"

"Simple? Do you think this talisman can be drawn by anyone? If it weren't for the fact that my father and uncle were brothers of the same school, would you think that anyone could get this talisman?" Feng Wenbo couldn't help but look down when he saw that his wife and son were prejudiced and questioned Xia Yunjie's mysterious techniques so far.

"Is this talisman difficult to draw? Is it very precious?" Yang Hui'e and his son said in surprise almost in unison. In their opinion, isn't it just a graffiti-like ghost-drawing talisman? It seems that many Taoist priests in Taoist temples can draw it.

"Do you think that the talisman that has truly magical effects is just like people copying and painting nowadays? It requires a certain level of cultivation. When drawing talismans, you need to use a unique mental method to penetrate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the talisman. Your grandfather was taught by Master Wu Ze back then, which was considered a gift, but he could only barely use the Zhuyou technique when he was thirty-four years old." Feng Wenbo glanced at the two of them, and a trace of infinite yearning gaze appeared in his eyes.

"Dad, have you seen grandpa performing the Zhuyou technique, that is, using talismans to cure people's illness?" This was the first time Feng Zhengcheng heard his father mention that his grandpa could do such magical magic. He heard this and widened his eyes and said in surprise.

The same is true for Yang Hui'e.

"Yes, I was thirteen that year. At that time, a patient was dying of illness and nothing medicine was useless. In the end, your grandfather used a talisman to cure his illness. At that time, I thought it was amazing and wanted to learn this magical technique, but your grandfather said I was still young. Today, when I met my uncle asking him for advice on Zhu Youshu, I realized that this magic requires a very profound realm to learn it." Feng Wenbo stood in the ward, looking out the window, his eyes revealed deep longing for his father and regrets that he could not learn Zhu Youshu.

If Yang Hui'e and Feng Zhengcheng had been full of doubts about the three "ghost painting talismans" in Feng Wenbo's hands, they have long believed it completely because Feng Zhengcheng's grandfather had used the Zhuyou technique.

"Then why didn't you mention this to me before?" Yang Hui'e asked in confusion after being silent for a while.

"Actually, I mentioned my father to you before, but you said that I was a feudal superstition and scolded me so much." Feng Wenbo glanced at Yang Hui'e and said with a wry smile.

Yang Hui'e was shocked when she heard this. She finally remembered that Feng Wenbo had mentioned his father to her, and even said that he used witchcraft to kill many Japanese devils. At that time, because everyone believed in Marxism-Leninism and Mao Zedong Thought, Yang Hui'e scolded Feng Wenbo for spreading feudal superstitious ideas and hindering socialism. Fortunately, even though she scolded her at that time, she was her own family after all. Otherwise, she would have reported to the leader directly and arrested him for criticism.

"I'm sorry, Lao Feng, it was because I was too narrow-minded and ignorant at that time." Yang Hui'e lowered her head in shame.

"It's all over, what do you want to ask about it?" Feng Wenbo smiled, but this smile was somewhat vicissitudes.

For many years, he has never mentioned the magical things about his father, only saying that he is a folk doctor, because no one will believe those things.

"So, what did Dad use back then? By the way, witchcraft saved the entire village and killed many Japanese devils. It's all true?" Yang Hui'e asked.

Feng Wenbo nodded and sighed when he heard this: "Yes, dad was really amazing at that time and he has always been a great hero I admire."

"Then, then Master Xia is not..." Yang Hui'e suddenly remembered Xia Yunjie when she heard this, and couldn't help but blurted out in surprise.

"Have you experienced it? Do you still think that your bloody disaster and his reminder are just coincidentals?" Feng Wenbo asked back.

Yang Hui'e suddenly choked and felt a little inexplicable fear of Xia Yunjie deep in her heart. That was human beings' natural fear of unknown mysterious things!

"What bloody disaster? What reminder?" Feng Zhengcheng asked with confusion.

"Actually, my mother didn't have to suffer this trip today, because at noon, your uncle once reminded me that I shouldn't go out today, as there would be bloody disasters. But I thought that was nonsense and didn't listen to him. Then as soon as I went out, I was hit by a student riding a bicycle." Yang Hui'e said with regret when she heard this.
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