Feng Wenbo saw Yang Hui'e going out with a basket of vegetables on her back, suddenly remembered what Xia Yunjie said, and couldn't help but move. He hurriedly put down the work in his hand and called Yang Hui'e and said, "Hui'e, I'll go shopping today, so you can stay at home."

"Isn't it just right for me to go shopping for vegetables while I'm idle? Why do I suddenly want me to stay at home?" Yang Hui'e looked at Feng Wenbo in confusion and asked.

"Uncle Master said you should not go out today, for fear of a bloody disaster!" The old couple has been with him for many years, and Feng Wenbo has no need to lie to Yang Hui'e. He said the truth after hearing this. But when he said this, he remembered that Yang Hui'e didn't believe this, but his confidence was a little weak after all.

"Uncle Master? I said, Lao Feng, you are a university professor and a celebrity in the traditional Chinese medicine industry. Can you not be so confused? How old is that Xia Yunjie? How old are you? Uncle Master who keeps saying, even if you don't have to consider your son, he is the secretary of the municipal party committee of Jiangzhou City. If someone knows that his father calls a young boy, what do you think of him? What else should he not go out? A bloody disaster? This is what a feudal superstitious person said. How can you, a university professor, believe in these nonsense? Besides, this is what you said.

It was from a young boy? What would you say to me?" Yang Hui'e was not very disgusted with Feng Wenbo's belief in Feng Shui and other things. He liked to paste ghost painting talismans, so he asked him to paste it. After all, his personal beliefs should still be respected. But today Feng Wenbo recognized a young boy as his uncle, and what was even more exaggerated was that he wanted to stay at home because of his words and was not allowed to go out. In this way, even though the old couple had been with many years and had a deep relationship, Yang Hui'e could not help but get angry at Feng Wenbo, and then walked out in a hurry with a basket of vegetables.

Looking at Yang Hui'e's back as she was angrily out, Feng Wenbo opened his mouth and wanted to call her, but he finally swallowed it back. He thought, forget it, divination and physiognomy are mysterious and profound techniques. Even the master said that he had just seen the threshold, and his father had not even touched the fur. Uncle Master is still young, and at most he learned some fur. He just listened to what he said before, why did he suddenly become serious with Hui'e? When Hui'e comes back safely, wouldn't he behaved at the same time and think that he is pretending to be a ghost and superstitious? I, I'm really confused!

Feng Wenbo thought to himself, and couldn't help but pat his forehead in annoyance.

However, as soon as his hand slapped his forehead, he heard a familiar "Oh" sound outside the wall, followed by the sound of a bicycle or a motorbike overturning and hitting the ground.

Feng Wenbo's heart couldn't help but jumped up. Without thinking, he threw down the watering scoop in his hand and ran out as he was old.

As soon as she ran out of the door, she saw Yang Hui'e sitting on the ground more than ten meters away from the door of her house, supporting the ground with her hands. The place where she supported the ground with her left hand was covered with bright red blood, which was very dazzling in the setting sun. In front of her was an overturned bicycle, a young man who looked like a student was standing silently, saying "I'm sorry" constantly.

When Feng Wenbo saw the bright red blood on the ground, the first thing he thought of was the bloody disaster that the uncle of his junior was talking about. However, he never expected that it would be so effective that his wife would happen as soon as he left the house.

But at this moment, he could not tolerate any bloody disaster, nor could he regret not persuading Yang Hui'e. He rushed up and squatted and said, "How are you doing, Hui'e? Are you okay?"

"It should be fine, it's just that the palm was pierced by glass." Yang Hui'e said with a frown.

Feng Wenbo then realized that there was a small piece of glass on the ground where Yang Hui'e's left hand was supported, which broke her hand, so she burst into blood, which looked very scary, and she couldn't help but feel relieved. She hurriedly reached out to support Yang Hui'e and said, "Fortunately, she was just cut by the glass..."

"Sher!" Before Feng Wenbo finished speaking, Yang Hui'e, who was trying to stand up with Feng Wenbo's force, took a breath of air conditioning, her face turned pale, and cold sweat on her forehead rolled down like beans.

Feng Wenbo is an old Chinese doctor. When he saw this, he couldn't help but change his face: "What's wrong with Hui'e? Did he hurt his bones?"

"My left buttock hurts very much." Yang Hui'e gritted her teeth, her expression very painful.

Feng Wenbo's expression changed drastically when he heard this, and he hurriedly said, "Lying down and don't move, I'll call an ambulance."

"Old, teacher, I'm sorry, I really didn't do it on purpose. Is this important?" The student was already scared when he saw Yang Hui'e bleeding. Now, seeing Feng Wenbo say that she was injured in the bones, his face turned blue even more scared.

"I've been falling like this. Do you think it's important? How did you ride a car?" As the saying goes, "It hurts your muscles for a hundred days." Especially because the elderly have poor recovery, they really hurt their muscles and bones, and they may have to spend the rest of their lives in a wheelchair or even bed. Feng Wenbo is an old Chinese doctor, so he naturally understands this principle, so when he saw Yang Hui'e's likely to hurt her ischiatric bone, he suddenly became a little anxious and red. When he saw the student asking questions, he couldn't help but take out the phone while scolding him angrily.

"I, I..." The student stuttered immediately.

"Okay, okay, Lao Feng, don't scare the child, he didn't mean it. This classmate, there is no problem with you here, please leave, be careful next time you ride a bike, don't be so fast." Yang Hui'e is also an old professor, and has always been kind to students. Seeing Feng Wenbo scolding the students, she frightened the students so much that her face turned blue. She felt a little reluctant. She hurriedly glared at Feng Wenbo in pain, and then said kindly to the students.

"No, no, I'll stay." Although the student was so scared, he was still a student who was brave enough to take responsibility. He hurriedly heard this.

"Silly kid, it's useless for you to stay. Look, do you know this old man? He is Professor Feng, the old dean of our school's School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I'm fine with him." Yang Hui'e said lightly with pain.

Feng Wenbo is no less famous at Jiangzhou University than the president. When the student heard that the old man with silver hair in front of him was the famous Professor Feng, he couldn't help but look at him with some fear.

At this time, Feng Wenbo had already finished the emergency call and saw the student looking at him in fear. Although he felt sorry for his wife's injuries, he could no longer get angry at the student. He glared at him angrily and said, "Okay, be careful next time you ride a bike. Teacher Yang will not be in trouble."

"I know, I know, thank you Professor Feng, thank you Professor Yang." The student finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Feng Wenbo say this. After thanking him repeatedly, he rode on the bike and saw no trace of it.

Seeing this, Yang Hui'e shook her head and said, "This child!"

"I still have the mood to care about others. I just told you not to go out, but you must not listen. Is it okay now?" Feng Wenbo couldn't help feeling distressed and angrily said when he saw this.

Hearing Feng Wenbo's words, Yang Hui'e suddenly remembered the bloody disaster he mentioned before. She couldn't help but suddenly became stunned, and forgot about the pain for a moment.

There was an ambulance in the medical department of Jiangzhou University. Within two minutes of Feng Wenbo's phone call, the ambulance arrived, and then he roared all the way to the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University.

The First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University is a hospital founded by Jiangzhou University. It is the largest clinical teaching base of the School of Medicine of Jiangzhou University and the best hospital in Jiangzhou City. Among them, the medical department is well-known both inside and outside the province. Before retirement, Feng Wenbo was not only the dean of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but also the dean of the First Affiliated Hospital. Although he has retired, he is still an old expert in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the First Affiliated Hospital, and an expert clinic is arranged once a week.

"I said Lao Feng, did you think this happened today? Did Xia Yunjie really see it early?" Lying in the ambulance, Yang Hui'e was still thinking about the bloody disaster, and even ignored the pain on her body.

If Xia Yunjie really saw it early, for Yang Hui'e, it would have subverted her worldview that she had adhered to for decades and had a great impact on her thoughts.

At this time, Feng Wenbo had already come back to his senses from the initial anxiety and worry. When he saw Yang Hui'e ask, he grabbed her hand and patted her face with guilt and said, "It's all my fault for judging people by appearance. He has doubts about his uncle's ability, otherwise you will not be in trouble."

I understand the implications very well, but this is not a coincidence!

Yang Hui'e's heart beat suddenly when she heard this, and she grabbed Feng Wenbo's hand and couldn't accept the fact, saying, "How is this possible? Wouldn't it be too terrifying if a person's ability reaches this level?"

"Don't think so much now. I'll talk to you slowly when your injury heals." Feng Wenbo glanced at the medical staff accompanying the ambulance, patted Yang Hui'e's back on the back of his hand again, but he was also secretly shocked by Xia Yunjie's terrible divination and prediction techniques.

You should know that his father was also a proud disciple of Master Wu Ze, but whenever he talked about divination and phase techniques in his life, he shook his head and sighed, saying that he was stupid, but he didn't even touch the divination and phase techniques. Unexpectedly, Xia Yunjie was young and when he first met today, he found out that Yang Hui'e was suffering from blood today. What a powerful divination and phase technique. Even Feng Wenbo secretly doubted whether Master Wu Ze's divination and phase technique was so powerful, otherwise why wouldn't he realize that a few days after he left, the Japanese devils would be going to Fengjia Village to sweep?
Chapter completed!