Chapter 818

"Wake up, Mr. bill is talking. He's out of his coma!"

"Heaven, the magic Ye Feng, the magic Chinese medicine, the magical ancient oriental civilization!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Ye's words before the game are really not big words. He really let the people of San Francisco see a miracle, and let the people of the United States witness the miracle created by an ancient civilization."

Seeing Bill's lips moving, the photographer felt that his scalp was about to explode. He held the microphone in his hands and marveled wildly.

Let a deep comatose vegetative person wake up, this is a true miracle of medical history!

What's more surprising is that Ye Feng does not rely on any advanced scientific and technological means, but a simple pair of hands and a few needles. Such a simple and ingenious means can not help but make people feel strange.

Since the first thing Bill said after he woke up was "I'm wrong," it means he didn't save him this time.

After hearing Bill's words, Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction.

A man is not a saint, but as long as he can correct his mistakes, he is willing to give Bill a chance to make up for it.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye. I will certainly fulfill my promise to you. Later, I will inform the media of the dispute between my father and Parker and donate my equity to the charity fund."

Catherine heard her father's voice and covered her mouth with excitement. After sobbing for several times like a broken line, Catherine bowed a standard 90 degree bow to Ye Feng, and then said sincerely.

Ye Feng nodded slightly, then went to Bill's hospital bed, put his hand on his pulse, and began to pulse again.

"Ye Feng, do you have any questions for Mr. bill?"

Seeing Ye Feng's action, Dr. hausen asked nervously.

Although bill was back to normal and awake, what if there were any sequelae?

"It's OK. I'm just checking his condition now." Ye Feng answers at will.

As a matter of fact, bill has completely recovered from his coma. The reason why he can't sit up and talk and open his eyes is that his body is used to the state of coma and his weakness after lying in bed for more than half a year. As long as he adapts to it for an hour, he doesn't need to check his pulse at all.

However, for Ye Feng, the reason why he rescued bill this time was to take advantage of this opportunity to conquer the American people with traditional Chinese medicine and let the world know how magical this ancient medical technique is.

At the moment, everything is still live. Since someone advertises for free, how can he miss such a good opportunity.

"My God, Mr. Ye is really careful. After treating Mr. bier, he is not proud of himself at all, but is still making a careful diagnosis for the patient!"

"His posture of closing his eyes and feeling his pulse is really handsome. I'm going to be fascinated by him!"

I have to say, a handsome young man quietly sitting in front of the hospital bed pulse, such a picture, the great lethality, can be said to be incomparable.

I don't know how many girls have pink bubbles in their eyes because of this scene.

The photographer was quick and quick, and immediately took the profile of Ye Feng at the moment, ready to be used as the headline of tomorrow.

Even Ye Feng did not expect that many years later, the Chinese medicine museums in the streets of the United States would use the profile of this photo as a trademark to show that they are the orthodox inheritance of Chinese medicine.

When the photographer who took this photo sold the negative at an auction many years later, he was paid 100 million yuan by a buyer, making it the most valuable photo in history.

After a long time, when Ye Feng felt that if he continued to feel his pulse for bill, he would pretend that he would break his pulse too much, and that he would be struck by the thunder and thunder from heaven, Shi Shi ran got up, opened the door of the ward and went out.

"Ye Feng!"

"Ye! Great leaf! Miracle boy

As soon as he walked out of the ward, he was met with deafening applause.

After witnessing Ye Feng's means, both the American people who yearn for Chinese culture and those who have prejudice towards China express their admiration for his behavior with applause from the bottom of their hearts after witnessing Ye Feng's means.

The sound was so loud and continuous that the ceiling was about to collapse.

"The hospital is a quiet place. Although I enjoy the applause, we'd better not affect the rest of other patients." Ye Feng waved his hand with a smile, indicating that people need not applaud. After sweeping his eyes, he fell on Ruian, whose face was blue and white and whose eyes were flickering. He said with a smile, "Mr. Ryan, I don't know if I can stand the miracle just now?"

In order to prevent Ruian and the audience from not understanding, gentle and natural will not let Ye Feng said every word for translation.

Ruian looks at Ye Feng awkwardly and opens his mouth, but he doesn't know what to say.

Before Ye Feng's treatment, he trampled on it wildly, and also wantonly belittled Chinese medicine. But now, Ye Feng has proved to him how extensive and profound Chinese medicine is.

What he said before was like a slap in his face.Damn Ye Feng, damned Chinese, why is this ancient country so mysterious?

At the same time, he hid in the crowd and swore in his heart.

Want to go? I've insulted you so much. It's not cheap to let you go like this!

But I don't want to kill you first, just let you suffer. In this way, it's not a crime to punish!

Ye Feng saw this and gave a cold smile. His eyes quickly fell on a patient with many big pustules on his face. He tried to resist nausea. His magic power ran. After patting him on the shoulder, he pulled out the disease and threw him into Ruian's body.

"Ah, my face! Why is my face so itchy? "

Just in the blink of an eye, big and big abscesses quickly covered Ruian's cheek, which made him stretch out his hands and scratch his cheek.

Fingertips, sharp nails stabbed abscess, disgusting yellow water mixed with blood flow of his face.

"What's the matter with my face?" At the same time, the abscess patient was also surprised to hold his face, shocked inexplicably.

What's going on?

The crowd in the corridor had already looked stupidly and didn't understand why, in one minute, the God played a face changing game in front of the people, he actually transferred the patient's illness to Ryan.

Even God is partial to the Chinese boy who symbolizes the miracle and does not allow anyone to insult him!

For a moment, all people's minds can not help but come up with an idea, and then the eyes become more blazing!