Ye Fan smiled and did not continue to tease his wife. Instead, he carefully massaged Lin Ruobing to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, reduce swelling and relieve pain.
After a massage, Lin Ruobing's originally red and swollen feet obviously decreased. After buying some Chinese medicine to soak her feet, the foot injury will naturally recover in less than three days.
Lin Ruobing said with a look of surprise: "Ye Fan, I think you can open a massage shop. Your massage technique is so amazing! My feet no longer hurt!"
"Haha! My massage technique is so powerful. What if a beautiful customer really asks me to massage my breasts, what should I do?" Ye Fan smiled proudly and said.
"You dare-"
Lin Ruobing frowned and had a little angry face.
"Haha! I dare not, but I dare! If you want to massage breasts, you can only give your wife a massage!" Ye Fan teased with a smirk.
"You guy! You really can't spit out ivory!"
Lin Ruobing's forehead suddenly turned black, and she was almost speechless about Ye Fan's shamelessness.
Then, Ye Fan asked Lin Ruobing to rest in the hotel, but he went out and soaked his feet with some Chinese medicine.
Soon, Ye Fan walked out of the hotel and walked to the nearby pharmacy.
But at this moment, someone suddenly fell down not far away from him.
I saw that the unconscious man was a gray-haired old man, and there was a middle-aged bald man next to him.
"Dad, what's wrong with you? Dad? Wake up? Someone is here... Help! Come here quickly and beg my dad..." the middle-aged man shouted loudly.
Soon, people passing by surrounded him, caring about the old man's situation.
Is it a heart attack?
Ye Fan frowned slightly. He was a doctor. Since he encountered such an emergency, he naturally had to go up and help.
Soon, Ye Fan walked up and squeezed into the crowd.
"Brother! What's wrong with your father?" Ye Fan asked curiously.
"I...I don't know either. As I was walking just now, he suddenly fell into a coma... Little brother! I beg you, hurry up and save my dad...
I'll kowtow to you!"
The bald man seemed to have seen the dawn of hope and kowtowed to Ye Fan in public.
Wait? How did he know that I know medical skills?
Ye Fan was a little suspicious. He just came forward to ask about the situation. Logically speaking, the other party could not know that he knew medical skills.
As the saying goes: If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. If a person is abnormal, there will be a knife!
Ye Fan suspected that this was a trap!
However, just as he was hesitating whether to save someone, someone around him started shooting with his cell phone.
"Hey? Isn't this Dr. Ye who represents the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Association? That's great! I heard that he has a good medical skills, and he must have a way to wake up the old man... The old men in the live broadcast room, everyone wants to call Mr. Ye.
Excite! Rockets start! Yacht start!"
At this time, a young man held his cell phone and actually broadcast live.
Strange! How did they know that I represented the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Association?
The more this happens, the more Ye Fan feels that this is a trap.
At this time, the bald man seemed to have colluded with the live broadcaster.
He grabbed Ye Fan's hand with excitement and said, "Doctor Ye! You can fight on behalf of the provincial capital, which also means that your medical skills are certainly excellent! Please, you must save my dad...
....”
Seeing the bald man and the live broadcaster so eager to save people by themselves, Ye Fan couldn't help but look at the unconscious old man.
Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes "looking, listening, asking, and touching". The old man in front of him does not seem to have something to do. His breathing and mental state are like normal people, and he does not seem to be sick at all.
It's obviously okay, but he insists on letting himself save people.
Haha! Do you want to cheat me? This chapter has been completed!