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Chapter 1438, Chest Tightness, Broken Hand!

Chapter 1438, Chest tightness, broken hand!

Crunch——

The old wooden door was slowly pushed open, and a shrill sound like the chirping of a warbler broke the atmosphere of this dark room. Qin Feng's sneaky and cautious head also poked in through the crack in the door.

Ye Dongqing put her hands behind her back, standing tall and graceful, and at the same time had the demeanor of a great master. She looked at Qin Feng indifferently, but said not a word.

He is so aloof and noble that he seems to be incompatible with the whole world.

Qin Feng, half of his body was outside and half was inside, his eyes were wandering around. Facing Ye Dongqing like this, his mood was indescribably solemn.

Qin Feng grinned and laughed: "What...Sister Dongqing, can I come in now?"

Ye Dongqing's beautiful eyes trembled, and she said expressionlessly: "You have already come in."

Qin Feng was stunned and said hurriedly: "If it's inconvenient, I can go out immediately. It's not a problem to get out of Hidden Dragon City within half an hour!"

Ye Dongqing frowned slightly.

Qin Feng's pupils shrank, and he suddenly felt that his whole body was stiff and cold, and his hair exploded.

The one hundred and eighty-six-year-old Ye Dongqing's frown could really scare someone to paralysis on the spot!

Qin Feng's heart trembled, and he was already secretly surging Qigong, ready to run as fast as he could at any time. It didn't matter whether he could run, but he had to at least give it a try...

But who is Ye Dongqing?

She was naturally aware of Qin Feng's secret movements. She was stunned for a moment, then she opened her brows and said lightly: "Come in."

Qin Feng felt relieved: "Okay."

Ye Dongqing: "Close the door."

Qin Feng was stunned: "Okay."

The half-open door was closed by Qin Feng gently, and the quiet and simple room became the private space of this man and woman.

If Ye Dongqing were not a 186-year-old old witch, in this scene, she would undoubtedly be a man and a woman alone, making firewood and a raging fire.

But with such an age gap, Qin Feng's heart is quite pure. Even though Ye Dongqing is extremely beautiful, he doesn't dare to have the slightest idea.

It will kill people!!

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Ye Dongqing closed her beautiful eyes, turned around and sat next to the bed.

Qin Feng understood, and with a nervous and solemn mood, he walked towards Ye Dongqing without being abrupt or ink. As the charming fragrance became stronger, Qin Feng forced a smile and spoke again: "Dong

Sister Qing, I heard that you have been feeling unwell recently, where are you feeling unwell?"

Ye Dongqing didn't squint his eyes and said without any hesitation: "Chest tightness."

"Chest tightness?"

Qin Feng was stunned when he heard this. He couldn't help but glance at Ye Dongqing's amazing chest, and immediately frowned.

During Ye Dongqing's sixth reincarnation, she suffered from asthma. At that time, Qin Feng used unique massage techniques to treat her, and she was cured.

Of course, this disease is very troublesome, and there is a possibility of recurrence, especially if the disease is as exaggerated as Ye Dongqing's, it is easy to relapse.

But this Ye Dongqing is not that Ye Dongqing!

She is one hundred and eighty-six years old, and her Qigong cultivation is unparalleled in the world. She is the only two powerful masters in the world today. How could she be troubled by asthma with such a profound cultivation?

At this level, ordinary ailments have nothing to do with it at all, so this chest tightness is definitely not asthma.

Qin Feng's eyes flickered twice and he said with a smile: "Sister Dongqing, based on my judgment of your complexion, your chest tightness is probably not a disease. It is probably because you have been alone in the room for too long and you are not in a good mood.

, in this case, in fact, if you go out for a few steps and relax, you should be able to get effective relief."

Ye Dongqing nodded slightly: "I tried it."

"Have you tried it?" Qin Feng was stunned: "How is the effect?"

Ye Dongqing: "Very good."

Qin Feng: "..."

Good?

Does it mean you don’t have chest tightness now?

Auntie, are you making trouble?

It's just chest tightness. If you ask me to come all the way to see you, forget it. Now that you have relaxed and recovered, you don't know what it means to tell me in advance that you don't need me.

Do you think taking the train is easy and train tickets are cheap?

Qin Feng's eyebrows were raised, and for a few moments, his expression looked very exciting, but he dared not speak in anger.

He couldn't understand Ye Dongqing's mentality. Anyway, he was bullied by this old witch, and faced with such bullying, he couldn't express his dissatisfaction, and he didn't even dare to ask more questions.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Qin Feng smiled patiently and said: "Listen to Sister Dongqing, is your chest tightness gone now?"

Ye Dongqing: "Yes."

"Then..." Qin Feng scratched his head and asked carefully: "Is there any other discomfort in your body? Is there anything you need my help with?"

Ye Dongqing: "Yes."

Qin Feng: "What?"

Ye Dongqing raised her jade hand and brought it to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was stunned.

What does this mean?

Should he help her or hold her?

Why does this gesture look so like the scene in the TV series where the empress of the harem raises her hand for the little eunuch to support her?

The corners of Qin Feng's eyes trembled, and his smile was forced: "Sister Dongqing, what are you..."

Ye Dongqing glanced at Qin Feng: "Can't you see?"

Qin Feng was stunned: "I saw it, but I didn't seem to see it either."

Ye Dongqing: "It's broken."

Qin Feng: "What's broken?"

Ye Dongqing: "Hand."

Qin Feng: "..."

He couldn't help but look at Ye Dongqing's slender hand again, and looked again, and finally saw a small barb on the tip of her green onion-like index finger, next to the nail plate.

Theoretically speaking, this is indeed a break, dry skin, or skin damage caused by inadvertent scratches.

But I'm sorry...

This kind of fingertip hangnail is something that everyone has, right? It’s abnormal for normal people not to have it two or three times a week!

Even a child wouldn't care about such a small barb, but you asked me to come all the way to Hidden Dragon to show you this barb?

I am a damn modern miracle doctor, and I only treat difficult and complicated diseases!

Qin Feng couldn't believe such a scene. After being stunned for a while, he couldn't help but look at Ye Dongqing and asked, "Sister Dongqing, what you said is wrong. Could it be that this is the barb?"

?”

Ye Dongqing didn't speak, just nodded.

Qin Feng's pupils shrank: "Apart from this hangnail, are there any other places where you feel uncomfortable?"

Ye Dongqing: "No more."

Thump thump thump!

Qin Feng was struck by lightning and took several steps back in shock. He stared at Ye Dongqing with his eyes wide open and gasped as if he had encountered the most incredible thing in the world.

Oh my god, the sky is so blue!!

Ye Dongqing, do you believe it or not that I really blew myself up?

What kind of international joke are you kidding?

You are a 186-year-old old witch, and you still make such unreasonable jokes. Do you think it is appropriate?

ah?!
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