When Yang Feng saw Chen Biyao agreeing to treat, he felt relieved. He saw that there was a park opposite the exit of the airport, where there were bamboo chairs. Yang Feng decided to use that place as the best place for healing.

Yang Feng wanted to help Chen Biyao up, but Chen Biyao refused, so he stretched out his right hand to Yang Feng. Yang Feng thought to himself: I will heal you later, so you can't help but refuse.

Yang Feng grabbed Chen Biyao's right hand and stood up, feeling her hands soft, white and tender, and she was simply green onion. Yang Feng thought to himself: How great it would be if he could hold such a jade hand for a long time!

Unfortunately, he quickly led Chen Biyao to the park. Yang Feng found a secluded shade of trees and asked Chen Biyao to sit on the bamboo chair.

Chen Biyao looked at the exquisite small watch on her wrist, which happened to be 10:05 in the morning, so she said, "Let's start!"

Yang Feng checked the sprain of ankle, which was much milder than the serious sprain he was performing during a special mission. The medical skills he had studied for four years were just right in hand. Yang Feng sat on the grass, hugging Chen Biyao's ankle with both hands for correction.

"Ah! It hurts so much!" Chen Biyao felt her injured ankle clamping like a vise, and her whole body trembled in pain. Her collar was opened, and Yang Feng accidentally saw that the purple-red underwear was actually a size smaller, and her snow-white skin and deep grooves could be seen clearly.

It was such a big dumpling. Yang Feng swallowed his saliva and quickly moved his eyes down. Now he saw Chen Biyao's black denim shorts being pulled up, and the pink pants were exposed. It turned out to be lace. You could vaguely see the peach blossom area inside...

While Yang Feng was feasting his eyes, his eyesight began to blur and he could not see it anymore. Yang Feng didn't go to see it, but the scene he saw just now appeared in his mind.

At this moment, Yang Feng felt his body start to get hot, and he unknowingly held up the tent, and he reacted so quickly.

It is important to save people, and they cannot distinguish between gods. Yang Feng did not dare to see the beauty again, so he calmed his mind and secretly used internal energy therapy. This internal energy therapy was learned by Yang Feng with the old military medicine. This old military doctor is of great origin. He is a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple. He has learned a lot of real skills with the old abbot, especially internal energy therapy.

After returning to secular life, the old military doctor joined the army and finally became a military doctor in the Wolf Teeth Special Forces. Yang Feng had a deep friendship with the old military doctor. After four years of joining the army, he learned extraordinary kung fu and medical skills with the old military doctor. At this moment, Yang Feng used his internal energy therapy to treat the beauty's ankle without reservation.

Yang Feng was very skilled in healing his injuries and continuously penetrated his internal force into Chen Biyao's ankles.

Chen Biyao felt the pain like a needle prick, and she couldn't help but shout: "It hurts so much! Stop, I'll stop curing!"

But Yang Feng can't stop. He must persist in doing things, otherwise all his previous efforts will be wasted. As long as he penetrates his internal force into the bones deep in his ankle, his job will be done.

"Beauty, if you can't stand the pain, you can grab my shoulder to relieve it." Yang Feng suddenly felt pity for the pear blossoms when he saw Chen Biyao's pain in the rain.

Chen Biyao began to grab Yang Feng's shoulders hard. As Yang Feng corrected his ankle and continued to run his internal force, Chen Biyao felt more and more pain, so he grabbed Yang Feng's shoulders hard with both hands.

The pointed fingers pinched into Yang Feng's shoulder muscles. If it were ordinary people, they would have grinned in pain. Fortunately, Yang Feng was extremely strong. Although Chen Biyao pinched very hard, Yang Feng's steel body trained in the army played a self-protection role, so he did not feel the pain.

Chen Biyao's entire upper body leaned on Yang Feng's arms. The two plump and plump balls squeezed Yang Feng's arms tightly, rubbing around, making them numb and numb. Yang Feng felt very comfortable.

Not only that, the faint fragrance on Chen Biyao greatly stimulated Yang Feng's breath. I don't know if it was the perfume or her body fragrance, but it smelled very well, Yang Feng was a little dizzy.

Another point is that when Yang Feng corrected his ankle bone and raised his head to breathe a sigh of relief, Chen Biyao accidentally found that because of the pain, the two proud beauties on his chest kept swaying, and they were like waves. Yang Feng was a little fascinated by the sight.

Yang Feng's vision blurred again. He knew that he could not watch anymore, so he quickly moved his gaze away, but his mind still played the scene he had just seen like a movie. Somehow, Yang Feng began to boil blood, his body reacted again, and his crotch instantly supported the tent.

Chen Biyao obviously felt something strange about Yang Feng's body. Looking at it, her face turned red. This man is so strong! He is actually ten times stronger than the male coach in the gym.

Yang Feng was a little embarrassed, but there was nothing he could do about it. His body was more than ten times stronger than ordinary people, so naturally he was more powerful than ordinary people. Alas! He hadn't married yet! He scared the beauty in front of him.

How could Yang Feng continue to treat him? He stopped when he saw that he was better and said decisively: "Beauty, you can get up and walk!"

After Yang Feng let go, Chen Biyao's pain came to an abrupt end.

"It's going to be so soon. Do you think I believe it?" Chen Biyao looked at her watch. It took her 10:20 in the morning, and it took her a quarter of an hour. How could she believe it?

"If you don't believe it, you'll pull it down! I'll leave!" After Yang Feng said that, he ignored Chen Biyao's reaction and walked away. Yang Feng really wanted to find a toilet. It's not easy to heal Chen Biyao! His crotch was almost broken, so he had to go to the toilet to put water.

"Stop! Help me up!" Chen Biyao didn't consider Yang Feng going to the bathroom. She had a little temper and shouted loudly.

But Yang Feng did not turn around, but instead charged and ran towards the toilet in the park. If he stayed for a while, he would pee.

Yang Feng ignored him. Chen Biyao was anxious and stood up from the bamboo chair and walked a few steps. Unexpectedly, his right ankle was no longer painful.

Chen Biyao looked closely and said, Oh my God! Why did such a big change? It turned out that her ankles were blue and purple, swollen like a mountain bun. Now it completely eliminated the swelling and her skin color turned normal. What is even more amazing is that the bone spurs exposed on her ankle were gone, and the entire ankle was intact, and there was no sign of any injury at all.

Yang Feng's healing was so magical that Chen Biyao couldn't help but look at him with admiration. He really didn't expect that he was a miracle doctor.

At this moment, Yang Feng had already rushed into the toilet and opened the gate to release the water. It took him a long time to finish it. Seeing the angry eagle turning into a gentle bird, Yang Feng dared to come out to see people.

As soon as Yang Feng left the bathroom, he wanted to leave and go home. However, Chen Biyao caught up with him and said to him: "Handsome guy, you helped me get my bag back today and helped me heal my ankle. I don't know how to thank you. Let's get to know each other! What's your name? How old are you? Have you been a soldier?"

"My name is Yang Feng, twenty-two, I just retired from the army." Yang Feng finished speaking bluntly and asked the beauty: "Beauty, where are you?"

"My name is Chen Biyao." Chen Biyao smiled slightly.

Chen Biyao did not mention her age, which made Yang Feng a little curious, so he took the initiative to ask: "Chen Biyao, how old are you?"

Chen Biyao smiled slightly, showed a row of white teeth, and asked back: "Yang Feng, guess how old are I?"

When Chen Biyao asked this, she unintentionally straightened her chest.

This action suddenly attracted Yang Feng's gaze. Yang Feng's eyes looked at Chen Biyao's proud front. It was so white, big and round. He couldn't help but stretch out his thumb and said, "It's so big."

"How big is it?" Chen Biyao did not notice Yang Feng looking at his breasts.
Chapter completed!