Yu Jinhua quieted down after three needles.
Chen Feng slightly curled his lip.
It's not that difficult for evil spirits to invade the body.
The Gui Men Thirteen Needles only used three needles to force out the evil spirit from his body, which shows that Yu Jinhua's self-personality consciousness was not too weak.
At this moment, the doctors and nurses were all silent.
They all stood by, staring blankly at Chen Feng saving the man.
After Yu Jinhua calmed down, Chen Feng reached out and slowly massaged his joints all over his body for a while, then pressed on a few acupoints on his body for a moment.
Soon, Yu Jinhua woke up.
This time, he was not in a state of confusion, but his eyes were clear, as if he had completely sobered up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he struggled to turn his head to look at Chen Feng: "Mr. Chen... Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, I can't get up to... greet you."
"You're welcome."
Chen Feng withdrew his hand and stood, looking at him and saying lightly: "Mr. Yu is clear-headed now?"
"I'm clear-headed."
"And just now? Were you clear-headed or confused?"
"I was also clear-headed."
Yu Jinhua murmured in a hoarse voice: "Actually, I've always been clear-headed and could hear all of your conversations. But, just now, I suddenly felt like I became an observer, as if my body was occupied by something, and I was completely helpless. This feeling is too terrifying."
Doctor: "..."
Nurse: "..."
It sounded a bit chilling.
Is it real or fake?
Was Yu Jinhua conscious all along just now?
And then he couldn't control his own body?
Wouldn't that be the same feeling as a vegetative state?
Too terrifying.
Chen Feng, however, nodded as he listened.
Because this situation was correct, it was precisely the sign of evil spirits invading the body when a person is about to die, as described in the "Classic of Internal Medicine"—it was exactly like this.
In this situation, using the Gui Men Thirteen Needles is most effective.
No matter how powerful the evil spirit, it couldn't withstand all thirteen needles, guaranteed to be sent to the Ghost Gate.
Yu Jinhua's situation was much better.
His own consciousness had not disappeared, which is why only three needles were needed to send away the evil spirit in his body.
As long as he was conscious, it would be easy to handle.
At this moment, Yu Jinhua suddenly looked at the stunned doctors and nurses beside him and said hoarsely: "You all go out, I don't want to die in your hands."
The doctors and nurses immediately felt extremely awkward.
One by one, they scurried away.
Only Chen Feng and Yu Jinhua were left in the room.
Yu Jinhua looked at Chen Feng with difficulty: "Mr. Chen, it's best if you can return to Hong Kong. The Hong Kong Gambling United Group cannot be leaderless. Once there's no one in charge, it will quickly fall apart."
"I know."
Chen Feng sat down beside him, looking at him with a faint smile: "I think you're doing very well as an agent. So, you continue to manage it."
Yu Jinhua was stunned.
Then he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Mr. Chen is joking, I... cough cough, in my condition, I probably won't live for many more days."
"Not necessarily."
Chen Feng said calmly: "There's an old saying, 'Great calamity not dying, there must be future blessings.' You won't die this time, maybe you can live another twenty or thirty years."
"Haha, cough cough cough."
Yu Jinhua coughed violently a couple of times, then said weakly: "Mr. Chen is truly humorous. Thank you for your praise, Mr. Chen, but I, Yu, accept my fate. Having been glorious for half my life, it's worth it."
"Believe it or not, it's up to you."
Chen Feng let out a long breath, stood up, and said: "Don't talk anymore for now, save your energy. We'll talk when Lin Qingqing comes back."
"..."
Yu Jinhua stopped talking.
He was also really too tired, so he slowly closed his eyes.
Chen Feng walked to the window and looked outside.
The streets of Hong Kong were also bustling with traffic.
However, looking out, whether it was skyscrapers or residential buildings, the structures felt old and dilapidated, giving off a sense of being outdated.
Current Hong Kong is truly outdated.
Whether in urban construction or economic development.
Chen Feng leisurely enjoyed the scenery.
...
More than two hours later.
Lin Qingqing rushed back, truly out of breath from exhaustion.
She was carrying a large plastic bag in her hand.
Inside were all the brewed traditional Chinese medicines.
"Chairman, the medicine is all brewed."
"Mm, give it to me."
Chen Feng took the bag and casually said: "Wake your godfather, prepare to take the medicine."
"Godfather is awake?"
Lin Qingqing immediately said with surprise.
"Mm, he's awake."
Lin Qingqing quickly came to the bedside, reached out and touched Yu Jinhua's forehead, and gently called out twice: "Godfather, godfather, wake up, it's Qingqing."
Yu Jinhua slowly opened his eyes.
The moment he saw Lin Qingqing, a smile finally appeared on his face: "Qingqing, you're back."
"Mm, Godfather, boo hoo hoo hoo."
Lin Qingqing couldn't help but cry.
"It's okay, Godfather is okay, don't cry."
Yu Jinhua wanted to raise his hand to wipe her tears, but as soon as he moved, he heard Chen Feng say coldly: "You'd best not move, or you'll die faster."
Lin Qingqing was startled and quickly held down Yu Jinhua's arm.
At the same time, she looked at Chen Feng: "Chairman, can my godfather be saved?"
"I don't know, let's try."
Chen Feng took out a bag of medicine from inside, confirmed the ingredients, then took a new syringe from the small table by the bed, and handed it directly to Lin Qingqing: "Use this to feed your godfather the medicine."
"Okay."
Lin Qingqing said nothing, quickly taking the medicine and syringe.
Chen Feng began preparing the second dose of medicine, while explaining: "What you're feeding him is medicine to prolong his life. This dose I have is medicine to remove toxins from him."
Lin Qingqing was stunned: "Detoxification? The doctor said that my godfather's toxins have already invaded his internal organs, and there's no way to detoxify him."
"Western medicine has no way, but that doesn't mean traditional Chinese medicine has no way."
Chen Feng said without raising his head: "Whether it works or not, we'll know after trying. Remember in the future, no investigation, no right to speak. Never draw conclusions without trying."
"Understood."
Lin Qingqing obediently lowered her head and accepted the lesson.
This scene left Yu Jinhua looking bewildered.
Strange!
This goddaughter of his was naturally arrogant and conceited, with a cold and rigid personality.
Besides himself, she hardly ever submitted to anyone else.
Let alone speak to a man in such a manner.
Could it be that his daughter had already been conquered?
What exactly happened between the two of them?
Yu Jinhua couldn't figure it out.
Unfortunately, there was no time for him to think.
Lin Qingqing began to feed him the medicine with the syringe.
After one bag of medicine was injected, about half an hour later, the bag in Chen Feng's hand was given.
While feeding the medicine, Chen Feng said from the side: "It might be a bit uncomfortable all over later, just bear with it."
Yu Jinhua said in a hoarse voice: "I've already experienced death, am I still afraid of pain?"
"Good, remember your words."
Chen Feng turned and left.
Less than twenty minutes later, groans could be heard from the ward.
They were somewhat miserable.
After an unknown period of miserable groaning, there was a sound of 'wah'.
He vomited!
Chen Feng immediately pushed the door open and entered.
A foul, fishy smell filled the ward, and Lin Qingqing had already opened the window to ventilate.
Chen Feng went directly to the black blood Yu Jinhua had vomited, and examined it carefully.
Not bad, this was the effect he wanted.
According to the "Classic of Internal Medicine", Yu Jinhua should not die now.
