Chapter 271 [271] Taking on the Role of My Wife?

Tang Feng stayed in Ouyang Yushan's mansion for a while, and then left in a hurry with Mao Anyi.

He really couldn't stand the look in Ouyang Yushan's eyes, which revealed a kind of gratitude, dependence, and even infatuation.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was already in his seventies or eighties and was already at an age where he was powerless, he really doubted whether this big man had any improper thoughts about him.

Ouyang Yushan wanted to hold him to have a long talk all night, but he was also declined.

But he still personally sent the two out of the door.

Until the two people's car disappeared at the corner of the street, he could still see him waving goodbye in the rearview mirror.

"Huh..."

Tang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Mao Anyi saw him with lingering fear, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "I think Mr. Ouyang is very good to you, why don't you appreciate it at all?"

"It's because he is so good to me that I feel very uncomfortable." Tang Feng complained while driving.

"I didn't expect you to be such a jerk. Is it not okay to be too nice to you? Do I have to treat you coldly?" Mao Anyi covered her mouth and chuckled again.

"What do you mean by 'also'? From what you said, you are also a jerk? It seems that I was too nice to you before. I will beat you three times a day in the future." Tang Feng glanced back at her, and her beautiful face was even more charming in the night.

"Are you going to hit a woman? Be careful, I will post it online and call on my female compatriots to cyberbully you together." Mao Anyi bared her little tiger teeth and waved her little fist at him.

Tang Feng couldn't help but shudder, "Female compatriots, you can't afford to offend them. I've decided that I will change my ways and start a new life, and I will never commit domestic violence."

Mao Anyi thought what he said before was pretty good, but when she heard the latter sentence, her pretty face suddenly blushed, "What are you talking about? What do you mean by never committing domestic violence?"

Tang Feng flashed a sly smile on his face, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? Do you think I should commit domestic violence?"

"Who said you should commit domestic violence?" Mao Anyi was immediately anxious.

"So do you think I should commit domestic violence or not?"

"I..."

Mao Anyi's little head was suddenly not enough. She tilted her head and thought for a long time before she figured out the key point. "This is not a question of whether you should commit domestic violence, but... whether you commit domestic violence or not, it has nothing to do with me. I am not your wife."

Tang Feng looked at her with a look of surprise, "When did I say you are my wife?"

Mao Anyi was embarrassed, "But you just said..."

"I said I will never commit domestic violence in the future. Is there any problem?"

Tang Feng looked at her with a smile, "Oh, I understand. You put yourself in the role of my wife, right?"

"You don't think I have any improper thoughts about you, do you? No way?"

Mao Anyi didn't expect him to be so shameless and actually blamed her. She was stunned and stood there.

"Ouch..."

Just when Mao Anyi was thinking about how to fight back, she suddenly felt a pain in her lower abdomen. Her face turned pale with pain and big beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

"Gah..."

Tang Feng quickly stopped the car and reached out to grab her wrist.

"What are you doing?" Mao Anyi subconsciously retracted her hand.

"Don't move!"

Tang Feng suddenly shouted, and immediately scared Mao Anyi so much that she dared not speak again.

"If the right wrist is empty when pressed, it is a sign of severe cold due to loss of Qi and blood. If it is tight or astringent when lifted, Yang is lost and Yin fire is also dead..."

While taking the pulse, he kept muttering something that Mao Anyi could not understand.

"What do you mean?" Mao Anyi was already sweating, her lower abdomen was aching like a knife, and she was trembling when she spoke.

"To put it bluntly, it's uterine cold. As the saying goes, uterine cold can cause all kinds of diseases. Every time you have your period, you should be in excruciating pain and unable to sit or lie still. Also, your hands and feet are cold, and your breasts are..."

"You're right."

Mao Anyi felt more and more embarrassed as he spoke, and hurriedly nodded with a red face, "What should I do now?"

When she asked, Tang Feng had already taken out the silver needle, "I'll use the silver needle to help you relieve the pain first, and then prescribe some medicine for you, you go back and take it slowly..."

Mao Anyi listened very carefully, afraid of missing a word.

Perhaps it was an illusion, she saw that Tang Feng seemed to have golden light coming out of his body at this time, just like a living Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering.

Just when she was deeply moved, she heard the living Bodhisattva suddenly say, "Take off your clothes first."

"Ah?" Mao Anyi was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

"I want to help you with the needle, how can I use it through clothes?" Tang Feng held a silver needle and looked at her with a smile.

Mao Anyi was stunned.

She was wearing a dress. If she wanted to take it off, she had to take it off completely. Wouldn't that mean...

"Can't I do it through the clothes?" She looked at him pitifully.

"No." Tang Feng shook his head firmly. Seeing that she was still hesitating, "Don't worry. A doctor is like a parent. What bad intentions can I have? Isn't it to treat you?"

Mao Anyi was still struggling with her thoughts.

Tang Feng was not in a hurry and waited there.

Just then, a black van suddenly rushed out from the intersection ahead.

It stopped less than one meter away from the Ferrari.

Then, the door of the van opened, and a group of strong men holding sticks and machetes rushed down from it.

Tang Feng's face suddenly changed, and he immediately started the car and wanted to reverse and escape.

"Ga..."

At this time, a van also rushed over from behind, blocking his retreat, and a group of men in black also rushed down from the car.

Mao Anyi's already pale cheeks were even more frightened, "Tang Feng, who are they?"

At this time, the Ferrari F8 was surrounded by a group of men in black, and it was estimated that there were at least forty people.

"It's okay, you stay in the car, no matter what happens, don't get out of the car, I'll go down and take a look." Tang Feng said calmly and unbuckled his seat belt.

"Tang Feng, don't be impulsive, let's call the police?"

Mao Anyi grabbed his hand tightly, with a pleading face.