"It's quite serious. Is it a comminuted fracture of the ischiatric bone. I wonder if the uncle can treat it?" Feng Wenbo secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Xia Yunjie had no intention of blame, and then asked respectfully.

When Xia Yunjie heard that it was a comminuted fracture of the ischiatric bone, he couldn't help but frowned slightly again. It was not that he couldn't treat it, but the injury was on his butt, which made Xia Yunjie feel a headache.

Seeing that the other end of the phone was silent, Feng Wenbo thought Xia Yunjie had no choice but to sigh, and was about to speak, but Xia Yunjie suddenly asked, "Wenbo, you should be able to tie the bones, right?"

Feng Wenbo was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said with a puzzled look on his face: "I learned from my father, but Hui'e had a comminuted fracture of ischiatric bone..."

"That's fine, where are you now? I'll hurry over now, don't worry, Professor Yang will be fine." Xia Yunjie felt relieved when he heard that Feng Wenbo knew the bone-training technique, and interrupted Feng Wenbo easily.

If Feng Wenbo's respect for Xia Yunjie before was more due to the traditional virtues of respecting teachers and education in the Chinese nation, and his respect for his identity as the head of Wuxian Sect, then since the bloody disaster came true, Feng Wenbo has completely recognized the uncle who suddenly appeared in his heart, whether it was his identity or his ability. So seeing that Xia Yunjie said so positively and easily, Feng Wenbo did not doubt at all. He heard this and said happily: "We are now in the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University. Where are you now? I will ask someone to drive over to pick you up immediately."

"There is no need to be so troublesome. I can just take a taxi by myself." Xia Yunjie said.

Feng Wenbo didn't realize at first that Xia Yunjie didn't even have a car. He said he drove to pick him up because of his respect for his uncle. Now, when he heard this, he realized that the uncle seemed to be from a wealthy family. Not only did he not have a private car, but he also seemed to be wearing simple clothes.

How is this possible? With the skills of the Master, isn’t it easy to make some money, whether it is medical skills or physiognomy? Feng Wenbo was puzzled, but at this time he didn’t care about this issue in depth. Hearing the words, he hurriedly said: “It’s rush hour now, and it’s hard to take a taxi. I’ll let someone drive over to pick you up.”

Xia Yunjie thought that he had to draw a few talismans to cure bone injuries, but he had to take some time, so he didn't politely to Feng Wen and said, "Okay, I live in Deya Community, please let someone drive to the entrance of the community to wait for me."

"Okay, thank you uncle, I'll let someone drive over to pick you up." Feng Wenbo said gratefully after hearing this.

Xia Yunjie smiled and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Yunjie put down the English book in his hand and opened the bedside table. In addition to a gold necklace, there was also a stack of yellow paper, a brush, a pack of sealed cinnabar and other line talisman materials.

Xia Yunjie took out these things one by one and put them on the desk, adjusted the cinnabar, laid the yellow paper, held the brush in his hand, and quietly calmed down, and used the unique Wumen method, and then began to dance on the yellow paper.

When Xia Yunjie waved the brush in his hand, the yin and yang and five elements in the room began to become disordered and turbulent, and a little light seemed to be faintly lit at the end of his hand, and a trace of witch power was poured and sealed along the end of the pen, and the characters formed a very strange picture and text.

When the last character was completed, Xia Yunjie shouted softly: "Come!" The brush stopped suddenly, and the light on the end of the pen suddenly disappeared, and a talisman that looked like a graffiti was completed.

There is a saying about painting talismans, "If you don't know the trick, you will make ghosts and gods laugh; if you know the trick, you will be shocked to make ghosts and gods scream." Talisman seems simple, like graffiti. In fact, writing talismans is a very difficult thing. When writing talismans, the talismans require the talismans to use their own essence to combine the essence of the world and all things, and their own spirits are combined with the gods of the world. Only when the essence and essence are attached, the gods and gods depend on each other can the talismans be formed. Therefore, writing talismans not only requires a certain level of cultivation, but also consume the witch's witch's power.

Xia Yunjie was born in the bloodline inheritance of the ancient witch king Xia Yu, and also in the middle stage of the Earth Witch Two Cauldrons. It was no longer difficult for him to carry out talismans. Feeling the witch power sealed in the talisman, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Xia Yunjie's mouth, and then he wrote two of the same talismans in succession.

At the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University, Feng Wenbo called and returned to the ward with joy.

"That Xia, cough, what do you say to Master Uncle?" Yang Hui'e couldn't help but lit up her eyes when she saw Feng Wenbo coming in with joy. She just called Xia Yunjie, a young master Uncle, and was always a little uncomfortable.

"He said there was no problem." Feng Wenbo replied happily, and then said to Feng Zhengcheng: "Let Xiaoqian wait for me at the entrance of the hospital, I'll pick up your uncle."

Xiao Qian is full of name Qian Youtuo, and he is Feng Zhengcheng's driver.

Qian Youtu picked up Feng Wenbo at the entrance of the hospital and drove all the way to Deya Community. He was secretly surprised. He didn't know which noble person in Jiangzhou could be worth picking up by Professor Feng himself? And this person actually lives in Deya Community.

That's just an old community in the second and third-tier areas of Jiangzhou City!

"Old Feng, there is Deya Community in front of you." The car drove slowly in the busy traffic. About half an hour later, Qian Youtu pointed at Deya Community not far away and said respectfully.

When Feng Wenbo heard this, he immediately looked in the direction of Qian Youtu's finger. After all, he began to practice the breathing and health preservation technique of the Wumen when he was young. Although Feng Wenbo was over 70 years old, his eyes were very good. He saw Xia Yunjie standing at the door at a glance.

"Xiao Qian, have you seen that young man? Stop that." Feng Wenbo pointed at Xia Yunjie and said to Qian Youtu.

Qian Youtu replied "Okay", then slowly drove the car towards Xia Yunjie, but was still curious in his heart, who was so arrogant, Mr. Feng had already arrived at the entrance of the community, but he couldn't even see a figure.

Qian Youtu was never expected in his dreams, and Feng Wenbo was going to pick up the young man.

Qian Youtu slowly parked the car next to Xia Yunjie. He was about to ask Feng Wenbo if he needed to make a call, but he saw that Feng Wenbo had already got out of the car, and then respectfully called "Uncle Master."

Qian Youtu was petrified on the spot. The father of the Jiangzhou Municipal Party Committee Secretary, a university professor, and a master in the traditional Chinese medicine field, rushed to Deya Community to pick up a young man, and he actually called this young man "Uncle Master". If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, Qian Youtu would have thought it was a fantasy.

"At this time, you should accompany Professor Yang in the hospital, and you don't have to pick me up in person." Although as the leader of the sect, Xia Yunjie is still not used to being picked up by an old man with silver hair. He heard this and then bent down to get into the car.

When Feng Wenbo saw Xia Yunjie sitting in the back car, he helped close the door, and then he sat in the passenger seat.

Although the times have changed, the rules of Wuxian Sect's seniority are particularly high. Xia Yunjie is not only Feng Wenbo's uncle, but also the leader of Wuxian Sect, with a noble status. Although Feng Wenbo is old, as a disciple of Wuxian Sect, he dare not abandon his etiquette.

When Feng Wenbo sat in the passenger seat, Qian Youtu came to his senses, but Qian Youtu, who came to his senses, was even more shocked.

In the Chinese officialdom, there are some considerations whether it is the seat at the banquet or the position on the car. Generally speaking, the rear seat is the seat of the leader, and the passenger seat is the seat of the secretary. Now, as Feng Wenbo's identity, he has taken the initiative to position his identity in a position similar to a secretary. This is extremely incredible to Qian Youtu. You must know that Feng Wenbo is not only the father of the Secretary of the Jiangzhou Municipal Party Committee, but also an old Chinese doctor and professor who is famous in China. Even if the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee meets him, he has to say a few words to him and call him Mr. Feng or Professor Feng. Unexpectedly, in front of a young man today, Mr. Feng was so humble!

However, Xia Yunjie, who was sitting in the Audi car, did not know that Feng Wenbo was actually the son of the municipal party secretary. At this time, he was sitting in the car of the No. 1 leader of Jiangzhou City. He watched the roads outside become more and more congested, and then looked at the setting sun in the sky, but he thought that he would probably not be able to go to the bar to work on time tonight.
Chapter completed!