Chapter 40

In the midst of Su Meizi and Yan Xiaoge's astonishment, Qi Feng steadily carried one person plus a wheelchair, walking down the stairs with ease, his steps as light as if the two hundred pounds were nothing. In one breath, he descended five floors, his face not red and his breath not short, walking even faster than Su Meizi. If he wasn't afraid of jostling the person in his arms too much, he could have carried the wheelchair and hopped down the stairs without any problem.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Su Meizi couldn't keep up and shouted from behind, "We've already gone down a few floors, we can take the elevator now."

Qi Feng didn't even turn his head, continuing downward, "Hehe, if we take the elevator, we might run into the doctor from our floor. Are you planning to have him really put under special care? Then next time we'll have to think of a way to jump out the window."

Su Meizi thought about it and agreed, sticking out her tongue and quickly catching up.

After descending over ten floors without stopping, Su Meizi felt a bit dizzy when they got outside. Yan Yufeng, sitting in the wheelchair, was even worse, feeling dizzy and nauseous, his eyes glazed over. If it weren't for the fact that it was far from mealtime, he might have vomited all over Qi Feng.

Only Qi Feng himself felt nothing, his back not aching, his legs not hurting, and his spirit refreshed. It seemed that the Dragon Elephant Bodhimanda Power really strengthened the body comprehensively.

The three didn't dare to linger and quickly left the hospital through a less noticeable side door. The hospital entrance was convenient for hailing taxis, with many cabs willing to come here because it was less likely to be empty. Su Meizi waved her hand, and a taxi stopped immediately.

Qi Feng pointed at Yan Yufeng's leg: "In this state, is it appropriate to take a taxi? What about that fancy car from last time? The car was bigger, right?"

Su Meizi made a bitter face, "I guess Yan's family wouldn't agree to let him leave the hospital for you to mess around, so we can only sneak out."

Qi Feng was surprised, "Aren't you both second-generation? If you suddenly disappear, what if they start a city-wide search? Do you really want to go that far? I'm not that brave."

Su Meizi glared at him, "Who are you calling second-generation?"

Qi Feng raised his hands in surrender, "Alright, alright, let's talk seriously. What do you think we should do?"

"It's fine. I'll go and tell Yan's family that he's just finding a place to calm down for a few days, and I'll be watching over him."

Oh, that makes sense. These two grew up together, and their families must be very close. Su Meizi going to say hello should be no problem. Given Yan Yufeng's personality, he might have run away from home before. With Su Meizi around, his family wouldn't need to worry too much. Anyway, this has nothing to do with me, as long as I'm not accused of kidnapping.

The taxi driver came down to help. Seeing Yan Yufeng's condition, he enthusiastically ran over, supporting Yan Yufeng's injured leg with one hand and his shoulder with the other, easily lifting him into the car. His technique was so proficient that it was clear he often picked up passengers at the hospital.

They threw the wheelchair in the back, and Qi Feng sat in the front while Su Meizi squeezed into the back. The car didn't drive for long before arriving at a residential area. The environment was nice, quiet amidst the hustle and bustle. Su Meizi said the house was a three-story townhouse. Although it didn't look luxurious from the outside, considering the land price in the inner third ring of the capital, Qi Feng felt a bit nervous.

Su Meizi opened the door and led Qi Feng and Yan Yufeng inside. "Here we are. This is my aunt's house. Her whole family immigrated abroad, so the house is empty, and I'm supposed to look after it."

Well, such a big house, not for sale or rent, rich people are different. No wonder the housing vacancy rate is high but the prices remain firm. This is a clear example. Rich people don't care, just letting it sit there and gather dust.

Speaking of dust, Qi Feng touched the armrest and found it clean.

Su Meizi saw this and explained, "I have someone come to clean every week. I don't come here often, but this is my studio, on the top floor of the attic."

Qi Feng slapped his forehead, "Mentioning this reminds me, I don't even know what you study. Art? I thought you were in yoga, but I heard our school doesn't have a sports department or that major."

Su Meizi looked helpless, "How much do you know... Anyway, there's a room downstairs for Yan. He has trouble going up and down the stairs. Qi Feng, you can stay on the second floor."

Qi Feng was taken aback, "What? I have to stay here too? Am I supposed to be a 24/7 full-time family doctor?"

"Isn't it more convenient for you to prepare the medicine? You can't keep doing it in your small dorm room, right? I've seen how complicated it is to prepare Chinese medicine, and you need to boil and simmer it. Your roommates wouldn't be able to stand the smell. It's more convenient to stay here. For Yan's sake, I'm really troubling you!" Su Meizi even bowed slightly.

Qi Feng quickly dodged, "Don't make it so serious, it's scary. I've already prepared the medicine. Let's apply it now!"

Su Meizi and Yan Yufeng were both surprised. This was too fast. Qi Feng said the medicine had complex ingredients and expensive materials, and they thought it would take at least forty-nine steps to complete. Who knew it was done in just half a day?

"Cough, for those who know, it's not difficult!" Qi Feng, seeing their disbelieving faces, cleared his throat and explained, "The main thing is the formula and the quality of the ingredients! The method isn't hard!"

Su Meizi quickly lifted Yan Yufeng onto the bed, using a pillow to prop him up, straightening his injured leg, and rolling up his pants to the knee, exposing the cast.

Yan Yufeng, who hadn't spoken, suddenly said, "Forgot the tools. The cast is hard to remove."

Qi Feng, who had never removed a cast before, said, "It looks like it's cast on. What tool do you use to remove it?"

"An electric grinder." Yan Yufeng, who had seen many people with casts in the team, but never on himself, said, "You've never used it, so you need a doctor to cut it."

Qi Feng looked at the cast and sneered, "Do you really need an electric saw for this? Afraid of cutting off your arm?" He instructed Su Meizi, "Get a sharp knife, a small one, and a pair of scissors."

Su Meizi rushed out and soon returned with a full set of kitchen knives.

Qi Feng picked a small knife, saw it was a German-imported Zwilling, a good steel knife, and decided to try it. Su Meizi watched nervously, not even blinking, while Yan Yufeng seemed unconcerned, showing complete confidence in Qi Feng.

Before cutting, Qi Feng joked, "I'm a beginner, if I hurt you, bear with it."

Yan Yufeng shrugged, "If I can't play, it's your turn."

Damn, that's what you're waiting for. Qi Feng sighed. He used to like basketball, but after breaking through the second level with the Golden Silkworm, he lost interest. His speed and strength, and overall physical condition, had already surpassed the limits required by the sport. Playing on the school team now would be like playing kindergarten basketball with college students. It would be too easy and not fun. Qi Feng didn't have such low tastes.

Ignoring all that, Qi Feng held the small knife, the blade facing outward, the back of the knife touching the skin on the leg. Gathering the Dragon Elephant Power, he channeled it to the tip of the knife and pushed forward lightly. The blade cut into the cast as easily as butter. Qi Feng felt more confident and increased the pressure, the blade slicing through the cast with a light tearing sound, cutting it through on one side.

Then it was simple. The strong cast was like dough in Qi Feng's hands, quickly breaking into pieces and falling to the ground.

After removing the cast, they found Yan Yufeng's knee was still swollen and bruised. But Qi Feng didn't need to worry about the internal injuries. A fall was nothing compared to being crushed by the Vajra Finger. With the Black Jade Continuation Ointment, this was a minor injury.

Pretending to search his pocket, Qi Feng took out the Black Jade Continuation Ointment from the item list, placing it on the bedside table. He opened the wooden box, and the black ointment emitted a cool, light fragrance.

Su Meizi picked up the box and sniffed it, exclaiming, "It smells so good. What is this medicine? Why do your family's medicines always have a floral scent? Was the inventor a woman?"

Uh, that's unlikely, this is from the Western Shaolin School. "Coincidence, just a coincidence. Not all medicines are like this." Qi Feng remembered that the last time, the Rhinoceros Pill and the Life Creation Pill didn't have any scent.

Yan Yufeng was also curious about the ointment, "What's this medicine called? Black Jade Continuation Ointment?"

Qi Feng was surprised, "Oh? You read martial arts novels? I didn't expect that. You have good taste, this is indeed the Black Jade Continuation Ointment."

Yan Yufeng thought Qi Feng was being crazy again and didn't pay much attention. Su Meizi laughed, "Your family's medicines must have names you changed. Or maybe your grandparents were martial arts fans."

Qi Feng waved his hand, "Hey, let's not talk about that. Let's apply the medicine." He handed the medicine box to Su Meizi.

"Ah? I'm supposed to apply it?" Su Meizi was a bit surprised.

"Or do you want me to?" Qi Feng jumped up, pretending to shiver, "I'm normal, I have no interest in touching his leg. You do it."

Sure enough, Su Meizi gave him a big glare. "At least teach me how to do it."

Qi Feng thought to himself that he just got it and there was no instruction manual! "Just spread it on, cover it with a bandage, and it should be fine." He left, not wanting to be a third wheel.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Su Meizi called out, "You didn't say how much to use!"

Qi Feng went upstairs and called down, "A box costs forty thousand. You decide."