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Yang Feng drank his milk, rubbed his little sister's head, and said with a slight smile.

He really liked it when Yang Lianqing would pat his head like a kitten.

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(End of this chapter)

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Chapter 86 Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine

"Hmph, aren't you going to let me play? You mean brother, stop touching my head."

Yang Lianqing suddenly puffed out her cheeks angrily, shook her head, and shook off Yang Feng's big hand.

"Uh, hehehe." Yang Feng chuckled dryly, his bright eyes taking in the passing scenery outside: Wanda Cinema, the zoo, the department store...

About two hours later, as the bus announcement came on, Yang Feng gently touched his younger sister's slightly pink cheek and said:

"Wake up, we've arrived at our stop."

"Hmm? Am I asleep?" Yang Lianqing rubbed her beautiful eyes with her small hands, raised her head, and asked in confusion.

"Nonsense. Hurry up and get off the bus." Yang Feng rolled his eyes, took his sister's hand, and got off the bus.

"Yang Feng, where is this place? It's so unfamiliar."

Yang Lianqing felt very uncomfortable in the unfamiliar environment, so she clung tightly to Yang Feng, her small hands gripping the hem of his clothes.

"That's why I told you not to come. You wouldn't even know I'd sold you out, hehe."

Yang Feng smiled wickedly, his eyes fixed on his sister.

"If you dare, I...I'll tell Mom." A hint of nervousness flashed in Yang Lianqing's beautiful eyes as she quickly shouted.

"No, no, I wouldn't dare." Yang Feng burst into laughter when he saw that his sister had fallen for his trick.

"I'll hit you, I'll hit you!" The little sister clenched her pink fists and pounded on Yang Feng's chest like raindrops.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around." Yang Feng waved his arm and said with a faint smile.

Soon, Yang Feng, with his sister, arrived at the entrance of the military nursing home according to the location. The roadside was lined with various large trees, and there were hardly any people or cars on the road, making it very quiet.

There were several soldiers standing at the entrance, and what's more, they were all carrying submachine guns. The security here was extremely tight, which shows how much the people inside had contributed to China.

However! If Yang Feng wanted to break in, he was still 80% confident, especially since he was now a mid-stage Yellow Rank external martial arts expert.

"Who are you two?!" a soldier standing outside the door asked sternly.

"Yes, I'm here for treatment, you should understand, right?" Yang Feng shrugged.

"Here for treatment?" the soldier asked doubtfully. It was obvious that these two were no more than twenty years old. Could they really be treating illnesses like this?

However, he wouldn't do anything to look down on people, so he continued, "Okay, then you can come in and be searched."

Yang Feng nodded and pulled his sister inside. The person conducting the search was a female soldier, who led the two of them inside. However, she was also somewhat suspicious because they were too young.

She shook her head slightly, thinking that perhaps they were just here to learn about medical experience.

They soon arrived at a high-end ward. As soon as Yang Feng stepped into the room, he heard sighs and lamentations coming from inside.

"The old general's days are numbered, and now he is plagued by illness, and can only suffer incessantly. We... do not know what to do."

"Eh, unless it's the Pill Hall of Baixia Mountain!"

"You mean the legendary Alchemy Hall? It's said that they haven't left the mountain for decades. Every year, many people go to search for it, but all to no avail."

"Hey, are we going to euthanize the old general? Otherwise, if he keeps suffering from this illness, he'll just have to leave in pain in the end."

Those who were speaking were all masters of traditional Chinese medicine, and they were helpless at the moment, shaking their heads regretfully.

Yang Feng frowned slightly. This wasn't the first time he had heard of Baixia Mountain's Pill Hall. His gaze then fell on a pure white hospital bed, where an old man, pale and emaciated, was slowly losing his life force.

He was surrounded by cold, impersonal machinery, and his heart rate was gradually slowing down.

"Yang Feng, who is this old man? Why did you bring me to a place like this?" Yang Lianqing hid behind Yang Feng, twisted the hem of her clothes, and whispered.

"Hehe, I told you not to come." Yang Feng said nonchalantly.

"Hmph, who knew you'd come to this place?" Yang Lianqing gently bumped her head against Yang Feng and said.

Although Yang Feng and his companion spoke softly, they still attracted the attention of many people. However, they only glanced at them, since those who came with the National Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine this time all had one or two students.

Yang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully examining the old man, and murmured:

"Blood vessels are blocked, qi and blood circulation is poor, lungs are severely damaged, strange..."

A student who was very close to Yang Feng frowned as he listened to his murmured voice, and suddenly spoke up:

"You're just a student in your teens, talking about blocked blood vessels and poor blood circulation. You're even saying it's strange. If there's nothing you can do, then there's nothing you can do. What are you pretending to be? Can't you see how much my teacher is struggling with this? And you're just here gloating. You're trash. Get lost!"

"Hmm? How did you know about the old general's injuries? I don't remember mentioning them before!" The speaker was Li Shizhen, a master of traditional Chinese medicine.

As soon as he finished speaking, many people present turned to look at him, their eyes filled with doubt and surprise.

"Young man, may I ask who your teacher is?" Li Shizhen asked with a hint of doubt, because Yang Feng seemed unfamiliar to him.

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