Did it get missed?

Wasn't the bone connected properly when it was first set?

Doctor Feng has been setting bones all his life. He can tell whether a bone is intact or broken just by placing his hand.

There is no way he could make such a mistake.

He clearly remembered that the broken bones in his injured leg had been healed.

But what's happening now?

Could it be that it was broken again by my pressing it?

This is even more nonsense.

Did he really miss this broken bone? So this is why this lady has been in bad condition for a long time?

Doctor Feng only felt his inner clothes being wetted by the sweat that suddenly appeared, his mind went blank, his hand was still touching the injured man's leg, but he had no thoughts in his mind.

He had this feeling before, when he first touched bones while learning from his father.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

The maids around him, including the middle-aged man standing next to him, asked anxiously.

What's wrong? What happened? Old Doctor Feng looked at these people with a somewhat gloomy face. You were right to smash my shop. I am not wronged.

He wanted to reply, but someone else spoke before him.

"It's okay. It hurts, but it's a good thing. It means your injury is getting better." Miss Jun said.

Old Doctor Feng looked at her in astonishment.

Has she discovered it? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?

When asked how to correct the bones, simply demonstrating didn't work, and it didn't work on the other leg either, so I had to demonstrate it again on the injured leg, and then I pointed out a point so cleverly and pressed it down so that he could find the problem there.

What does she mean?

"Doctor Feng, you need to press here." Miss Jun didn't look at him, but looked at the injured person's leg seriously. "Can pressing it like this completely heal the joint? I remember a medical case recorded in Dong's Bone Correction Collection, which said that there was a kind of bone injury that healed and then split. I wonder if the pressing technique is also applicable to this case."

As soon as these words came out, Doctor Feng felt his eyes light up and his mind suddenly became clear.

Dong's Bone Correction Collection is not a medical book. To be precise, it is a collection of interesting stories collected by a doctor named Dong during his medical practice. It does not contain any specific explanations of medical skills, but because it mentions many strange cases, everyone will read it, but most people do not understand it in depth.

After Miss Jun said this, Doctor Feng also remembered that there is indeed such a situation. The bone looks intact at first, but it will break as the bone injuries in other places heal.

This situation is rare, but it does exist. Once it is discovered, it is easy to cure. All you need to do is fill the bone again.

But if you don't find it...

Doctor Feng's usually steady hands trembled slightly.

This leg is useless.

"Doctor Feng, is that right?" the girl's voice in my ear said again.

Old Doctor Feng couldn't help but be alert, looking at Miss Jun with a complicated expression.

Why didn't she say it? Why did she pretend she didn't know?

Miss Jun looked at him with a gentle expression.

Old Doctor Feng lowered his eyes and slowly put his hand back on the lady's leg. This time he did not just touch her but started massaging and pressing.

"This is how I do it, I don't know about yours," he said, his voice still trembling, but it was different from the previous angry trembling.

Because of his pressing and kneading, the lady cried out in pain again, making everyone in the room nervous again.

"Her legs haven't healed yet. Is it okay for you to keep pressing her like this?" the middle-aged man questioned.

After just two or three moves, Doctor Feng stopped.

"Miss Jun, do you want to try it?" He ignored the middle-aged man and spoke in a muffled voice with his head down.

Everyone in the room looked at Miss Jun with some anticipation.

Miss Jun shook her head.

"No, I treat it the same way as he does," she said.

Everyone in the room was immediately disappointed, and the lady even lay down on the bed and cried.

"I won't live any longer," she cried, pounding the bed.

"Miss Jun, is there nothing you can do?" the middle-aged man asked anxiously, "How can we endure this?"

"You don't have to endure it too long. I think you'll get better in three to five days." Miss Jun said.

The middle-aged man snorted.

"Three or five days, three or five days, that's what you would say." He said angrily, "How many three or five days have passed?"

Doctor Feng slowly re-applied the ointment and put on the willow splint.

"I'll change the prescription. If it doesn't work in three to five days, you don't have to come and smash it. I'll close the door and take down the plaque myself." He said as he picked up a pen and paper in the room and wrote down the prescription.

His voice lacked the excitement it had before, and was dull as if it had exhausted all his strength. After he finished writing, he put it down, bowed, turned around and left.

The people in the room looked at his back and then at Miss Jun.

"Miss Jun, look." The middle-aged man said, holding the prescription.

Miss Jun nodded to him.

"Doctor Feng will definitely be able to cure it," she said, "Don't worry, sir."

The middle-aged man sighed and waved his hand to signal for the guest to leave.

When Miss Jun walked out the door, Dr. Feng was surrounded by the crowd.

"Doctor Feng, how are you?"

"Doctor Feng, is Miss Jun really cured?"

Old Doctor Feng ignored them all and walked away through the crowd. When the people saw Miss Jun coming out, they wanted to surround her but they didn't dare to because a car had already come to pick her up, with an entourage and several imposing guards.

The backstage of Jiulingtang is Deshengchang, who is the God of Wealth and has many people under him.

The people watched Miss Jun leave on the car, but were reluctant to leave and stood there, making curious guesses and discussing the matter.

But this speculation did not last long. Five days later, everyone knew the result, because the family who smashed Dr. Feng's clinic went to give Dr. Feng gifts and apologize in person, compensated for the broken furniture, and presented him with a plaque.

So it was Doctor Feng who cured this patient in the end.

"They said that Doctor Feng could cure it." Some people said indignantly.

But these words were not received and sounded a little strange to the onlookers.

"Miss Jun also said that he can cure it." Someone murmured.

This left the crowd silent for a while.

So, if we say that Doctor Feng is amazing, does that also mean that Miss Jun is right, and that Miss Jun is amazing?

"How can this be her strength? This is how powerful old Doctor Feng is!"

"That's right. This time she said that Doctor Feng could cure it, which showed that she had a good opinion. What if she said that Doctor Feng couldn't cure it?"

"So, no matter what she said, it was Dr. Feng who cured the patient in the end, so Dr. Feng is the best."

That was true, and people once again praised Dr. Feng. It was a pity that he had suffered an injustice because of Miss Jun's words.

Everyone was talking about going in to comfort the wronged Doctor Feng, but they found that Doctor Feng was not in the hall.

I don’t know if it was because of all this commotion that I couldn’t bear it anymore and had to go home to rest.

Chen Qi was the first to know about the hustle and bustle at Baicaotang, and he smirked at the two waiters in the hall.

"That's right, Miss Jun," he said, shaking his head. "These people really don't know what's good for them."

When he said this, the two guys exclaimed and poked him with their elbows.

"What are you doing? Don't be so unruly with me." Chen Qi frowned and said, "I am the head shopkeeper after all."

"Boss, that person is here." said a waiter.

Who? Chen Qi looked up in surprise and saw Doctor Feng standing at the door.

Hey, why is he here again?

Are you here to show off?

Chen Qi and his two employees looked a little nervous, and Miss Jun also came out from behind.

"What's wrong?" she asked, and then saw Dr. Feng standing at the door.

Before she could say anything, Dr. Feng suddenly stood up to her, bowed deeply, then turned and walked away.

Chen Qi and his two assistants were all stunned.

"What does this old man mean?" Chen Qi said.

This kind of long bow is used to express the most sincere respect to the emperor, parents and teachers.

It's not just a thank you, it's respect.

But what happened that made this old doctor, who wanted to burn down Jiulingtang last time, be so respectful to such a young junior?

"Maybe it's because I said he could cure it." Miss Jun said, handing over a box of freshly prepared pills.