Ling Feng went forward to check Zhang Wensheng's condition. Then he took out acupuncture needles and prepared to perform acupuncture. Zhang Wensheng was invaded by evil qi, and this was a very special kind of evil qi. Usually, he looked no different from a normal person. But once it erupted, he would be terminally ill and no medicine or stone would be effective. However, although this kind of evil qi was serious, it was only relative. For ordinary doctors, even a medical master like Divine Doctor Li who was proficient in acupuncture couldn't cure it. But for Ling Feng, it was a piece of cake. In the Medical Martial Saint Skill, there was a record of an acupuncture formation specifically for dealing with this kind of evil qi. Using true qi with powerful recovery ability and combining with acupuncture, Ling Feng could easily expel the evil qi in Zhang Wensheng's body. At the same time, the damaged parts were repaired. Ling Feng inserted the needles one by one. At the moment of inserting the needles, the true qi of the Medical Martial Saint Skill also entered Zhang Wensheng's body through the tip of the needles. On the tiny acupuncture needles, wisps of black gas appeared, which made Divine Doctor Li beside him continuously praise. Immediately, Zhang Wensheng's electrocardiogram slowly started beating and his breathing gradually recovered.
"Okay!" About an hour later, Ling Feng pulled out all the acupuncture needles and turned to Zhao Bingwen and said. Although Zhang Wensheng was still in a coma, his breathing became even and steady, and his face became ruddy. Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but be full of admiration for Ling Feng.
"It's getting late. I'll go back first!" Ling Feng simply explained two precautions and then left. Zhang Wensheng was no longer in serious condition, and there was also Divine Doctor Li.
When he returned home, his father-in-law, mother-in-law, and Zheng Miaoyi were all watching TV in the living room.
"I left some food for you in the kitchen. If you want to eat it, heat it up in the microwave!" Zheng Miaoyi took a look at Ling Feng and then turned back to watch TV. Ling Feng didn't expect Zheng Miaoyi to leave food for him. His heart was slightly warmed.
"I think I should earn some money!" Although Ling Feng wasn't hungry, he still took out the food and ate it. After eating, he also sat down and said to the three of them.
"Work? What kind of job can you find?" Zheng Miaoyi raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly and asked. And his father-in-law and mother-in-law also looked at Ling Feng in surprise, having a feeling that you finally changed.
"I'm planning to open a traditional Chinese medicine clinic!" Ling Feng told his idea. This was what he thought of on the way back. First, he could practice medicine legally. Second, now that the time of his seal and forbearance was over, he should also use his medical skills to benefit more people. Third, if he had his own career, it could also make Zheng Miaoyi and his father-in-law and mother-in-law feel at ease. In short, there were many benefits of opening a clinic. Of course, the most important thing was that he had confidence in his medical skills.
"Open a clinic? You're joking!" His mother-in-law originally thought that Ling Feng suddenly changed and was going to find a good job. Unexpectedly, it was about opening a clinic. She gave Ling Feng a look and then ignored him.
"Ling Feng, let's think about this matter carefully. Finding a good job first is better than anything else." His father-in-law also politely refused. Although Zheng Miaoyi didn't speak, she was also frowning tightly. Obviously, she wasn't very willing either.
"I just have an idea. Besides, opening a clinic also requires a lot of funds!" Seeing that everyone was against it, Ling Feng was also helpless and had to put this matter aside for now. After saying that, Ling Feng went to clean up the table and started his daily cleaning. Suddenly, he noticed that his father-in-law's face looked a bit wrong. There was a very basic diagnosis method in the Medical Martial Saint Skill, which was to observe the face to identify the patient.
"Dad, you look unhappy. What's wrong?" When his father-in-law heard this, he sighed and shook his head, saying that it was just a small matter in the company. But under Ling Feng's repeated questioning, he finally told the matter. It turned out that during the day, the son-in-law of one of his father-in-law's colleagues got him an admission ticket to an auction. The other party knew that Zheng Guanghui liked antiques, so he deliberately showed off in front of him, which made him very unhappy. Ling Feng thought it was something big. It turned out to be an admission ticket to the auction.
"This is easy. I'll ask tomorrow and see if I can get an admission ticket!" This was not a problem for him.
"Can you get it? I heard that that admission ticket costs more than a hundred thousand yuan, and you need connections to get it." Zheng Guanghui didn't believe Ling Feng's words. And Zheng Miaoyi and his mother-in-law also looked at Ling Feng doubtfully. Zheng Guanghui thought that although Ling Feng had good eyesight and even bought a part of the Tui Bei Tu. But after all, he wasn't in the antique circle and didn't understand how difficult it was to enter this antique auction. At this time, it was impossible to get an admission ticket. Before Ling Feng could speak, the phone rang. It turned out to be the old professor Zhou Jiangtao he met at the antique store last time.
"Professor Zhou, it's so late. What's the matter?"
"Little friend Ling, I have an antique auction tomorrow. Are you interested?" As soon as Ling Feng heard this, he almost laughed out loud. This was really like having a pillow delivered when you were sleepy.
"Professor Zhou, can I bring someone with me?"
"Sure. You can bring your whole family if you want!"
"Ha ha, not so many people. Just one person!"
"Okay. When you come, if I'm not at the entrance, you can just report my name!"
"Um, okay!"
After hanging up the phone, Ling Feng asked his father-in-law if he wanted to go. When his father-in-law heard this, he was so happy that he almost jumped up. There was no reason not to go.
"Ling Feng, did you really get an admission ticket?" After being happy, his father-in-law was a bit worried again. He had a feeling of dreaming and thought it was too coincidental.
"You'll know when you follow me tomorrow!" Ling Feng smiled.
The next night, Ling Feng and Zheng Guanghui came to the entrance of the auction venue.
"Ling Feng, do you really have an admission ticket?" Seeing the long line at the entrance of the auction venue, and everyone had to check their admission tickets to enter, Zheng Guanghui was not sure. Ling Feng had nothing in his hands and he didn't see him take out the admission ticket.
"I don't have an admission ticket, but I can get in!" Ling Feng wasn't worried at all. After all, he was invited by Zhou Botao personally by phone.
"Oh, isn't this Lao Zheng? Why, do you want to fish in troubled waters?"
"Who is this kid? Could it be that you want to enter the auction just by relying on him? Hahaha!" Just then, a middle-aged man appeared. It was his father-in-law's colleague. This person was called Ding Wenyou. He was about the same age as Zheng Guanghui. On his thin face, there were a pair of triangular eyes, giving people a sinister feeling.
"Your son-in-law is not reliable. You'd better change a son-in-law! I think your daughter is also very beautiful. Why don't I introduce one to you? I think the son of Director Liu is good!" The son of Director Liu is mentally retarded. When Zheng Guanghui heard this, he was immediately furious and wished he could tear his colleague's mouth. Looking at Ling Feng who was empty-handed but looked leisurely, he was so angry that he was about to explode. He really wanted to turn around and leave now. But thinking that his colleague was beside him, if he left now, it would be even more embarrassing. He was afraid that he would become a joke in the unit.