Chapter 82 Miracle Doctor Ling!

"Master Ling, thank you so much for your wonderful rejuvenation and rescuing the sect leader."

The sect master's wife moved lightly with lotus steps and walked to Ling Feng, filled with happiness.

"It is the duty of a doctor to treat diseases and save people." Ling Feng said calmly: "The sect master is resting up there. You can go and visit the sect master. But it is best not to let the sect master talk too much. I will perform acupuncture for him tomorrow. Repair the vitality map.”

"Master Lao Ling is here." The sect leader's wife nodded slightly, turned around and glanced at Wen Tingguang, and said warmly: "Mr. Wen Ge, I'm afraid that Master Ling has been very tired these days. Please arrange for him to stay in the west wing first."

The sect master's wife also saw that Ling Feng's face was a little pale. She thought he was so weak only because he had devoted himself to treating the sect master's illness, and she was even more grateful in her heart.

"Yes." Wen Tingguang stepped forward quickly and said with a smile: "Boy, ah no, little miracle doctor Ling, please come with me."

Ling Feng also felt that his eyelids were trembling, and his mind was dizzy. The side effects of depleting his energy began to show up.

Wen Tingguang stepped forward to support Ling Feng, "Since you are so devoted to the sect master, I will give you a hand today."

You need to know what kind of status he, Mr. Wen Ge, has in the Cangqiong Sect. Most people don't get such treatment.

Brothers Yue Chengjie and Yue Tianqun also stepped forward and bowed their hands to Ling Feng, saying in unison: "Thank you, Mr. Ling, for getting rid of father's strange disease."

"polite."

Ling Feng was really sleepy, so he just nodded slightly towards them, and then walked towards the west wing with Wen Tingguang's support.

…

Ling Feng slept until dusk, then woke up.

Before Wen Tingguang left, he did not hesitate to waste his own energy to restore Ling Feng's energy, otherwise he would have to be weak for several days to fully recover.

"Master, you finally woke up!"

When Zifeng saw Ling Feng wake up, he flew over from Ling Feng's clothes and landed on Ling Feng's fingertips.

Ling Feng touched Zifeng gently and said calmly: "Zifeng, you are not exposed, are you?"

"No, when the master is sleeping, I am always attached to the master's clothes. Do others think I am just a piece of crystal?"

"Someone else?" Ling Feng's eyelids twitched, "Who else?"

"There are just a few young ladies." Zifeng blinked, "The guy who helped the master back found a few young ladies. They took off your clothes for you."

"Um..." Ling Feng opened the quilt and took a look, and sure enough he found that it was chilly underneath him...

"The lifestyle of wealthy people is really..."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. Just as he was about to retrieve his clothes from the bedside, he suddenly heard footsteps outside and quickly told Zifeng to hide them.

"Squeak!"

The door opened, and four pretty and lovely girls walked in from the outside. Seeing that Ling Feng had woken up, the first woman in green clothes immediately said happily: "Mr. Ling, you are finally up."

"Forehead……"

Ling Feng's expression was a little embarrassed, he was still naked!

Seeing Ling Feng's blushing face, the woman in green clothes chuckled and said, "My name is Xiao He. Mr. Wen Ge ordered us to take care of the young master's daily life."

"No, no, no." Ling Feng waved his hand quickly, "I can do it myself."

"Oh." Xiao He pursed his lips, "Okay then, the bath water and food and drinks are ready. If you need anything else, please just ask."

"I know, you can go out first."

Ling Feng's face turned red. Ever since he could remember, he had basically lived a life of wandering around with no fixed place to live, and he had never been served by anyone.

Especially being served by so many beautiful maids!

"Gee...the slaves are waiting outside."

The young and beautiful maids pursed their lips and smiled coquettishly, but they did not dare to disobey Ling Feng, so they closed the door and retreated.

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, he couldn't bear such a beautiful blessing.

Ling Feng spent the night without words as he practiced.

…

Early the next morning, Wen Tingguang rushed over early to pick up Ling Feng and go to treat Yue Zhonglian.

After Ling Feng's treatment, although Yue Zhonglian still looked very old, his mental state had returned to the past, and he could even get out of bed and walk.

And Wen Tingguang knew that Ling Feng was the successor of the medical saint, so he naturally looked at Ling Feng in a different light.

This time Ling Feng could be said to have given him a big face. Mr. Liu Ge was now in front of him and he didn't even dare to speak loudly.

After all, Ling Feng was invited back by Wen Tingguang!

"Hahaha, little miracle doctor Ling, how were you last night?"

When Wen Tingguang came to the west wing, he found that Ling Feng had already gotten up and was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.

This is Ling Feng's daily homework. He has fallen behind in the past few days and finally got free today, so he naturally has to practice again.

"You're quite a diligent kid." Wen Tingguang saw Ling Feng's diligence and nodded secretly. No wonder this kid has made such huge progress in just two months.

Talent is one thing, hard work is also essential.

Seeing Wen Tingguang flying down, Ling Feng quickly put away his sword and stood up, making a sword salute to Wen Tingguang, "Senior Wen."

"Hehe, you have practiced swordsmanship well." Wen Tingguang patted Ling Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You have made a great contribution this time. Our Cang Qiong Sect will never treat you badly. If you need any benefits, just ask. ”

"It was the greatest benefit that the senior gave the Moon Spirit Flower to the junior." Ling Feng said lightly.

"Don't be proud of taking credit, don't be frightened by favor or disgrace. Your boy will definitely be a general in the future."

The more Wen Tingguang looked at Ling Feng, the more he liked him, and he even had the urge to accept him as his disciple.

However, looking at Yue Yunlan's attitude towards Ling Feng, maybe this little guy will become the new uncle of the Cang Qiong Sect in the future.

"Senior is so complimentary." Ling Feng's face remained indifferent and he added: "Senior took me to treat the sect master."

"Yes, yes, I forgot about the business." Wen Tingguang chuckled and said, "Just follow me."

Not long after, Ling Feng, led by Wen Tingguang, came to the waterside pavilion where Yue Zhonglian was resting.

At this moment, in addition to Yue Zhonglian, the sect master's wife Honglian and Yue Yunlan were also in the room, waiting by the bed.

The sect master's wife also held some official documents in her hands and slowly read them to Yue Zhonglian.

It is really admirable that Yue Zhonglian is still worried about state affairs even though he is on his sickbed.

However, Ling Feng shook his head, stepped forward, pressed the official document in the hands of the sect master's wife, frowned and scolded: "Sect Master, have you forgotten what you promised me? During this period, you should not worry about other things. It’s not advisable to have too strong mood swings, otherwise even I won’t be able to save myself.”

"You kid..."

Wen Tingguang's eyelids twitched, thinking that this kid must be too wanton and dare to teach the sect master a lesson!

Yue Yunlan was also startled and said quickly: "Father, Ling Feng is also concerned about your health."

Yue Zhonglian was not angry, but smiled and said: "Haha, it's our fault. Honglian, please put the official document back. We won't read it until we recover from the illness."

Honglian sighed softly. She knew Yue Zhonglian's temper best. Although he was a person who attached great importance to commitments, his loyalty to the empire was above all else.

"I hope that the sect master will do what he says, because even if I want to completely complete the vitality diagram for the sect master, it will take a very long process. At least within half a year, I hope that the sect master will not be too angry, otherwise it will be easy to break Loss of life." Ling Feng said slowly.

"This sect understands." Yue Zhonglian had an inexplicable trust in this young man who brought him back from hell.