Chapter 66 Treating the Ox

Like a ghost in the dark, his whereabouts flashed in the dark corners. Even if there is a faint light, the figures of Lu Feng and Teng Xiner are also a hazy and vague sign. If there is no pair of eagle eyes, you can never see the two of them clearly.

The owner of the Chinese restaurant, the old man in his fifties, walked faster and faster. Obviously, he was worried about the little ghost who was injured by a gunshot, and the girl with the smell of scrolls on her body. After entering the two-story pavilion, she quietly stopped complaining, as if she had accepted her fate and quickly entered. A dark room.

A single person** with a beige quilt, an oily young man curled up and lay on it. Even if he was asleep at this time, his hands were still holding the thing wrapped in a big black leather bag in his arms.

"Is this big black leather bag full of gold, silver and jewelry? Looking at his fainting appearance and unwilling to let go, I really want to pry open his hand and see what's in the big bag. The old man glanced at the young man anly, then went to the table next to him, reached out and opened a drawer, and grabbed a small medicine box from it.

"Dad, what are you doing? Do you want to operate on him? Take out the two bullets from his body?" The girl with the smell of books exclaimed, with an incredible look in her eyes. She is very clear about her father's weight. Not to mention treating the injured person now, her father may not even be able to cure an injured sheep!

The old man turned his head and looked at his daughter nervously. He was an old woman, so he loved this daughter very much. Especially after his wife died less than five years after his daughter was born, he held his daughter in the palm of his hand for fear that she would fall, and held it in his mouth for fear that she would melt. But at this moment, in his eyes Unexpectedly, he became firm because he looked at his daughter and said seriously, "Good daughter, it's not that I don't want to send him to the hospital. If possible, I would like to pay him all the medical expenses. I also hope that the doctors in the hospital can cure his injury and take the two bullets in his body. Come out. However, before he fell into a coma, he told me very seriously that if he was sent to the hospital, it would hurt him. It would be better to kill him directly with a knife now! So, you should understand..."

The girl looked at her father in a daze and struggled to turn her eyes to the curled up body of the single **. A trace of panic and a wisp of pity turned into a complex light in her eyes. Biting her lower lip, the girl put the thick book in her arms on the table and said, "Dad, let me help you!"

Lu Feng and Teng Xiner, who were hiding in the dark, looked at the scene in front of them. The next moment Lu Feng entered the room, he told her by special means that the sick person was a cow and the holy thief.

As soon as the voice of the girl with the smell of books all over her fell, Lu Feng came out of the dark corner, said with an indifferent look, "You don't have to do it. Let me take out the bullets in his body!"

"Who?"

The old man in the Chinese restaurant and his daughter trembled, like a frightened rabbit, quickly dodging a few steps aside, turning his head with shock and fear on his face, looking at Lu Feng, who had just suddenly appeared behind them.

"Is it you?" The girl exclaimed.

Lu Feng nodded slightly and said, "Yes, it's me. Do you remember what I said before? I came to New York to find my brother, and now, he is lying in your house. Although I don't know what happened and why he was so seriously hurt, I need to thank you. I can hear what you said before clearly.

Speaking of this, he turned his head and looked at Teng Xiner, who also came out of the corner. Then he turned around and said to the kind-hearted father and daughter, "Leave everything to me!" I will help my brother take out the bullets in his body and cure him!"

The father and daughter looked at Teng Xiner, who came out of the dark corner silently, like a ghost. They were so shocked that they could hardly breathe. They never dreamed that they were followed by two strange people. These two people were like ghosts.

"Are you really his brother? Do you know what his name is?" Although the old man's face was full of fear, he still asked toughly.

Lu Feng smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. You are the lifesaver of my brother Niuer. It's too late for me to thank you. How can you do something to hurt you?"

After saying this, he ignored the frightened father and daughter. He quickly came to the single bed, quickly untied the bandage temporarily wrapped on Niu'er, and quickly took off his coat. After quickly checking Niu'er, a wry smile appeared on Lu Feng's face. How could Niu'er be shot twice? It was clear that he was shot three times, one shot in his right chest, one shot in his left arm, and one shot in his toe. Now one toe in his right foot has been half shot off by bullets, and half of his toe is exposed to the broken shoes.

He reached out and took out the wooden box from his arms and quickly pulled out the silver needle he carried with him. After quickly identifying the acupuncture points, Lu Feng made a quick move and stabbed into the acupuncture points one by one.

He uses acupuncture treatment to stop the bleeding for cattle.

"Acupuncture? Traditional Chinese medicine?" The owner of the Chinese restaurant, this well-informed old man, suddenly widened his eyes when he saw Lu Feng quickly stabbing silver needles around the wounds on the cow'er's body.

More than ten seconds later, the bloodshot wound was miraculously stopped. Not only the gunshot wound on the cow's chest, but also the gunshot wound on the shoulder was exactly the same. The old man's face had an incredible light. As time went by, the shock on his face became stronger and stronger. He even saw Lu Feng slowly take off the cow's shoes. When two slender silver needles pierced the cow's instep, the blood that penetrated outward also stopped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's amazing. I used to hear about the magic of traditional Chinese medicine, but today I finally saw it with my own eyes." The old man stared at Lu Feng's busyness, with surprise and respect in his eyes.

Suddenly, Lu Feng turned his head, looked at the old man and asked, "Is there a fire engine? My lighter was scrapped yesterday.

The old man hurriedly took out the lighter from his pocket and took a few steps forward respectfully. After coming to Lu Feng, he handed the lighter to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng smiled at him, waved his hand at him, and motioned to stay away. Then he grabbed a scalpel in the small medicine box. He really didn't expect that the old man would put a sharp knife used for surgery in the medicine box.

Quickly use a lighter, bake it on the knife, wash it with alcohol several times, and then cut it to the edge of the bullet at the wound of the cow.

"Ah..."

The heartbreaking pain abruptly woke up the cow in a coma. When his eyes saw Lu Feng standing in front of him, his frown, which had been frowned tightly, slightly loosened. Then when Lu Feng picked out the bullet hard, he fainted again.

There is no anesthetic here, and Lu Feng doesn't want to inject anesthetic into this young man, because anesthetics are very harmful to the body. Nowadays, the pain suffered by the cow is relatively light, because when it is cut with a knife, the internal strength will flow out of the knife and be injected around the wound. On the one hand, it has the effect of stopping bleeding, and on the other hand, it can also reduce the pain of the cow.

The operation went smoothly. During the operation, the only thing that encountered such a little trouble was Niu'er's toes. Although he helped Niu'er connect his toes, the final recovery effect was probably only 90%.

The whole operation lasted for an hour. When Lu Feng wiped the sweat off his face, he reached out and grabbed Niu'er's wrist. After injecting it into his body with internal strength, he quickly woke him up.

How's it going? Do you feel better? Don't move. You are very weak now. I'm really happy that you can still be alive because of a lot of bleeding. Lu Feng looked at Niu'er's bright eyes and said with a smile.

Niu'er squirmed his lower lip, suddenly turned his head, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where's the thing?"

Lu Feng understood what Niu'er was asking about. The big black leather bag that had just been hugged by Niu'er had been pulled down by him and thrown to Teng Xiner, so when he heard Niu'er's question, Lu Feng pointed to the direction of Teng Xiner and said, "She helped you hold it for you. This is what you got all your life. Xi, don't worry, we won't rob you!"

Niu Er looked at Lu Feng gratefully, but shook her head vigorously and said with difficulty, "Lu... Lu Feng, do me a favor, help me... help me teach this Qin Huangding to the person in charge of the National Museum. This is the antique of our country...the country. It has the cultural heritage of our country. Whatever you say, you have to send it back. Count me... I beg you."

Lu Feng looked up at Teng Xiner and glanced over Niu's scarred body. Then he nodded and said, "Don't worry, it's okay to leave this thing to me. What are you going to do now?"

Niu'er smiled bitterly and shook her head and said, "I have money. I will figure it out. Thank you for saving me. Without you, I'm afraid my life would be gone."

Lu Feng patted his uninjured shoulder with a smile and said, "Stop talking and take good care of yourself. In fact, the person who saved you is this old man and this little beauty. If you really want to thank him, thank them, father and daughter! We still have something to do. We have to deal with it tonight. I'll come to see you tomorrow morning.

Niu Er nodded, raised his body vigorously, handed a grateful look to the old man and the girl, and then lay down again and slowly closed his eyes. Now his worries have finally been solved, and he can finally have a good rest.