Strongest Medical Saint-Chapter 228 Please Accept My Kneeling

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The entire room was eerily quiet.

Shen Feng paid no attention to Du Zheng, who had plopped down on the ground, and said to Chen Jishun, "Go fetch a bigger iron bucket or iron basin, and burn this oil painting right here in the room."

Following Shen Feng's words, Chen Jiaya was the first to swallow hard and then sprint out of the room.

Chen Jishun, no longer looking at the painting on the wall, said with a trembling voice, "Senior, is my granddaughter really in an endless coma because of this painting? My daughter and I also stayed in the room that night. Why are we fine?"

Shen Feng offhandedly explained, "Didn't you see the scene in the painting? All the dead are infants, one after another. Relatively speaking, the younger the person, the more susceptible they are to the influence of this painting. Your granddaughter must have fallen into an illusion, which is why she has been unable to wake up."

"As for other matters, you don't need to know too much. Just burn this oil painting in front of your granddaughter, and she will naturally wake up."

Previously, the warmth and tranquility of the painting were merely superficial phenomena. Therefore, sometimes even eyes can deceive oneself.

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After Du Zheng stood up from the ground, his complexion remained unsightly. He retreated to the side of Tang Kexin and others, his heart pounding relentlessly and chills running down his spine, no longer daring to utter a sound.

Tang Kexin, who had stopped looking at the painting, had her emotions stabilized considerably and looked at her brother Shen Feng with confusion.

The Shen Feng she had heard about from Shen Anmin and Zhang Xuezheng didn't seem to be like this.

Having finally met this brother not related by blood, she had been repeatedly shocked and pleasantly surprised. Could it be that her brother Shen Feng also knew magic? How else could he have known there was something wrong with the painting?

Not long after.

Chen Jiaya hurriedly brought in a relatively large iron basin.

After Shen Feng took the iron basin, he set it directly opposite to Chen Xiaomei.

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Then, he walked over, took down the painting from the wall, and said to Chen Jishun and the others, "Fill the iron basin with paper, light it, and make the flames bigger."

Chen Xiaomei's room had plenty of unused doodle paper, and after putting lots of paper into the iron basin, Chen Jishun immediately lit the papers in the basin.

The windows in the room were opened.

As the flames in the iron basin grew larger, Shen Feng placed the oil painting inside it, while instructing Chen Jishun and the others to keep adding more paper to the basin.

But as the oil painting burned in the flames, it didn't change at all. Could the fire really not burn this painting?

Moreover, the faces of the infants on the painting became even more terrifying, their eyes seemed to stare at Chen Jishun and the others, and their bodies appeared to shiver slightly on the iron rods in the painting.

Chen Jishun, Miao Bohou, Cripple Hu, and the others, were tossing paper into the iron basin, became so frightened that they shuddered, and the papers in their hands fell to the ground.

Seeing that the ordinary flames could not destroy the painting, Shen Feng muttered to himself, "This is interesting!"

With a flick of his palm,

Two sesame-sized flecks of Limitless Emperor Flame suddenly emerged from the center of his hand.

He casually flicked the golden Limitless Emperor Flame into the iron basin, making a great effort to control the temperature of the Limitless Emperor Flame, lest Miao Bohou and the others standing nearby couldn't bear it.

Cripple Hu and the rest saw the small flame emerge from Shen Feng's palm, and it wasn't magic tricks! How could a normal person have a flame appear from their palm?

The moment the golden flame touched the painting, the painting that couldn't be burned before suddenly went up in flames.

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"Wuu wuu~ wuu wuu~ wuu wuu~"

Suddenly, a baby's crying echoed through the air, and Miao Bohou and the others stood frozen, not daring to move, feeling a severe chill throughout their bodies.

After the flames had risen, Shen Feng casually withdrew the Limitless Emperor Flame.

As the oil painting slowly burned to ashes, Chen Xiaomei, who was in a coma, twitched her eyelids and gradually opened her eyes.

At this moment, everyone present was absolutely convinced that Chen Xiaomei's coma was indeed caused by this mysterious painting.

Chen Jiaya, seeing her daughter waking up in confusion, was so moved that tears welled in her eyes. She rushed over and hugged her daughter tightly, without any regard for herself.

Shen Feng looked at the iron basin that had no flames left. The temperature of the Limitless Emperor Flame had been focused on the painting, so naturally, the basin was not burned.

In the basin, there was now a square piece of metal, about twenty centimeters in length and width.

This metal piece must have been sandwiched in the painting. Just now, Shen Feng had simply allowed the Limitless Emperor Flame to ignite the painting, and the rest of the ordinary flames could continue to burn it.

Thus, the metal piece sandwiched in the painting had not truly come into contact with the Limitless Emperor Flame, and the ordinary flames couldn't melt it.

Shen Feng picked up the metal piece from the basin.

This square piece was made of unusual material and had a map etched on it.

While Shen Feng pondered in his heart,

Chen Jishun pulled Chen Jiaya to their knees in front of Shen Feng.

"Senior Shen, I truly thank you for saving my granddaughter this time. If you hadn't stepped in, I fear no one in this world could have awakened Mei," said Chen Jishun. After witnessing Shen Feng's unique skills, calling him "Senior" felt increasingly natural, especially since his own granddaughter was saved by Shen Feng.

Xiao Yiqiu's beautiful eyes shimmered non-stop, her heart inexplicably sped up while looking at Shen Feng, and it was beating faster and faster. This was the first time she had such feelings for a man.

She murmured in her heart, "A perfect man with a score of one hundred? Is he really just one hundred? It seems a full score of one hundred is too little, he is far above a full score!"

Xu Han's beautiful eyes were filled with admiration. How could there be such an outstanding man in the world? He could cure difficult diseases and fight demons and devils—it was as if he had a cheat code.

In Xu Han's eyes, the painting they had just seen was a devil. She whispered to Xiao Yiqiu, "Yiqiu, from today onward, Teacher Shen is my only male god, and I want to compete with you fairly for his affection."

Xiao Yiqiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "With such an outstanding man, we won't be lacking in competitors."

Standing to one side, Tang Kexin heard their conversation, her cheeks instantly turned red, and who knows what she was thinking?

After being shocked for a while, Du Zheng finally came back to his senses. This time, he was completely conquered by Shen Feng's methods.

From treating Cripple Hu before to the painting incident now, it was absolutely cool and domineering!

If he could learn a thing or two from Shen Feng, would he not find a woman he liked in the future?

Du Zheng had completely given up on Xiao Yiqiu, it could be said he had fully come to terms with it. Since he had already lost face today, he might as well forget about it happily!

"Thud!"

Du Zheng knelt down in front of Shen Feng and said, "Teacher Shen, I offer you my knees, I want to learn from you!"