"this……"
The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, and he was very anxious and worried: "What should we do? The young master is still bleeding!"
Seeing the middle-aged man's anxious look, Ai Lei's brothers and Ai Yunyue looked at each other in confusion.
"Uncle, can we go now?"
Ai Ping was silent for a while, then spoke slowly.
"Can't you guys find a way to help?"
The middle-aged man lowered his head, pleading with a strong sense of pleading: "If anything really happens to the young master, my life will be gone too. Please be kind!"
"But we really don't know how to help you!"
"Uncle Zhong, there's no need to beg them, just let them go!"
A weak voice came from the car, making the middle-aged man look even more anxious and pale.
"Yuebao, there are so many of us, we shouldn't be afraid of being cheated!"
Ai Feng frowned slightly, thinking: "How about...help him check his injuries?"
Ai Yunyue was silent for a while and nodded.
"Uncle, I'm a medical student. Let me take a look at your young master's injuries first, okay?"
"Okay, that's great."
The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, then nodded happily: "Please!"
When Ai Feng came to the front of the car, he smelled a bloody smell, which made him frown slightly.
I saw a man leaning on the seat, his face pale, as if he was enduring some pain.
"Hello, let me help you take a look at your injuries."
“Trouble!”
The man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ai Feng with a hint of gratitude.
"Your feet..."
"The young master was climbing a mountain when he slipped and fell down accidentally."
The middle-aged man interrupted Ai Feng hastily, his tone even more anxious: "Young man, can you heal him now?"
"Let me take a look first."
Ai Feng responded to the middle-aged man and checked very carefully.
"The foot is dislocated and bruised."
"What should we do then?"
"This...wait a moment."
Ai Feng hesitated for a moment and looked at Ai Yunyue: "Yuebao, I'm afraid I can't handle it well, why don't you come?"
"What's wrong?"
Ai Yunyue slowly stepped forward and asked in confusion.
Ai Feng had no choice but to tell her the results of the examination, feeling a little embarrassed: "I can handle other injuries, but this dislocation...maybe you have to take care of it!"
As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man looked at them in shock: "This... can this little girl do it?"
She looks so weak, can she really cure the young master's feet?
Ai Yunyue raised her eyebrows and smiled faintly: "Brother, why don't you do it? My strength may not be enough!"
"But……"
"Brother, everything has a first time. How do you know if you don't try?"
"……All right!"
Ai Feng hesitated for a moment and nodded.
But she felt a little nervous and looked at the man in the car with a hint of apology.
Since Yuebao is unwilling to take action, I can only treat him as a training hand.
But... why do I feel like Yuebao did it on purpose?
"You find where the dislocation is, then feel your way around it and straighten it out."
Ai Yunyue looked at Ai Feng and reminded him calmly.
Ai Feng took a deep breath and nodded knowingly: "Okay!"
He has learned a lot of theories, but has rarely come into contact with real cases. Now he can only try his best.
"Sir, it hurts a little, but bear with it."
As Ai Feng reminded him, his expression became serious and solemn.
Then, his hand fell on the wound and twisted it hard.
The man groaned, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. His face was as dark as ink, and his aura became increasingly creepy...
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