Although he was surprised that Ye Wujiu had an intersection with the person at the top of the pyramid, Ye Fan did not have much gossip.
He did not ask Song Hongyan to investigate her father again.
In addition to Ye Wujiu's lack of having to go on a boat now, Ye Fan can feel his love for him.
As long as the family supports and respects each other, it is enough for Ye Fan.
In the following days, Ye Fan continued to live in simplicity and practiced medicine in Jin Zhilin with peace of mind.
At the same time, he watched the development of the Buddhist doctor's affairs, hoping that the matter would come to an end as soon as possible.
The Buddhist doctor in Shenzhou was severely suppressed, and Jin Zhilin's pressure also increased invisibly.
Many patients treated by Buddhist doctors begin to show signs of addiction after they have stopped the course of treatment.
The mood is much worse than before treatment.
"I want to go back to Fan Medical College, I want to go back!"
They either smashed and smashed at home or shouted to go back to the Fan Medical College for treatment, causing many accidents of self-harm or injury.
The family rushed to Qingshan Hospital and other places, but it was difficult for these mental hospitals to curb patients who had been treated by Fan doctors.
Common psychotropic drugs and injections not only have no effect, but instead make them more hysterical.
For a moment, the major spiritual hospitals in Longdu were in chaos.
Only Ye Fan can heal or improve slowly with help.
This made the patient's family rush to send it to Jin Zhilin.
Few families can withstand the noisy from morning to night for a mentally ill patient.
There were many powerful patients who came, and contacted Ye Fan through various methods, hoping that he could treat his family first.
Jin Zhilin and others were also enthusiastically attracted by many family members, hoping that Sun Bufan and others could help to say good things to accept the patients.
Ye Wujiu went out to throw a piece of garbage, and his hand was stuffed with more than a dozen packs of Chinese cigarettes. He hoped that he would say a few words of "beautiful words".
Even Nangong Youyou has more than a dozen family barrels or Quanjude roast duck.
Faced with all this, Ye Fan did not avoid it, nor did he choose money to treat it, so he directly asked the patient to take the number and line up for treatment.
The convoy shipped for several kilometers.
Three hundred numbers are almost instantly lost.
After Ye Fan cured Yang Qianxue and Gao Shanhe, he could only temporarily not see ordinary patients.
His focus began to fall all on the mentally ill patients.
He treated almost from morning to night, and broke the rule of only seeing thirty patients a day, and treated the patients with all his heart and strength.
Ye Fan learned from the fact that Gao Shanhe had injured someone with a knife and that these patients who had been treated by the Brahma doctors were not treated in time, and they were afraid that they would cause a big mess.
In the mildest, it is disturbing the people and committing suicide; in the worst case, it is indiscriminate and injuring people and killing people.
Song Hongyan was worried that Ye Fan would be overworked, so she also selected twenty psychiatrists from the Hua Medical School to take turns to help.
It not only allows them to learn something from Ye Fan, but also relieves Ye Fan's fatigue.
With their help, Ye Fan was indeed much more relaxed. He worked hard for four or five days and finally finished the treatment of the first batch of patients.
Although these people have not fully recovered, they have reversed their condition and improved their condition.
Moreover, by treating these 300 patients, Ye Fan summarized the common sequelae after being treated by the Brahma doctor and prepared a dose of medicine.
"Crazy-"
On the afternoon of the next day after treating 300 patients, Ye Fan made a big pot of black pills in the pharmacy.
There were 200 pills, and as soon as they were out of the pot, the fragrance of medicine was overflowing, which attracted Nangong Youyou to look at her head and mind.
Song Hongyan also walked in, pinched a pill and said with a smile: "Can this pill be effective for mental patients?"
"These days, I have treated 300 people and accumulated some experience."
Ye Fan smiled and said, "I found that these mental patients were as irritable, impulsive, and unreasonable as Gao Shanhe at that time."
"It's just that negative personality has come out to gain the upper hand."
"The pills I developed can make patients slow and irritable, and stimulate their minds to be clear."
"Patients with mild symptoms have a long-term use, and they have a great chance of recovery."
"Although severely ill patients cannot cut off their roots, they can effectively curb the deterioration of the disease and at least repair the sequelae left by the Buddhist doctor."
"It's just that the development was a bit hasty, and the efficacy was not fully utilized, but it was one and a half grade higher than the psychotropic drugs on the market."
"The efficacy is about six and a half stars. If you improve it in the future, it will probably reach seven stars."
"This can relieve the pressure on the Buddhist doctors to stay."
"Of course, this also requires clinical use to see the effect."
He also asked Gao Jing and Sun Bufan to come in and take twenty of them out of the hall to see the effect.
“It would be good if you have this calming effect.”
"Now all the patients came to Jin Zhilin because after being treated by the Buddhist doctor, ordinary drugs and sedatives failed."
Song Hongyan pinched the pill and sniffed it: "If this pill is effective, it will definitely be a blessing for patients and their families."
Ye Fan smiled helplessly at Song Hongyan: "This is also impossible."
"Although three hundred patients were treated, there must be three thousand and three thousand in the future."
"Especially after Jin Zhilin's treatment has achieved results, mental patients across the country will be sent to Jin Zhilin in less than a month."
"If there is no medicine suitable for the general public, I will not eat or drink for twenty-four hours to see a doctor, and I will probably not finish it."
"I have checked the treatment records of the Vatican doctors in the past six months. There are 13,000 Vatican doctors who have treated at least 100,000 patients."
"Even if only half of the people's illness rebounds, it will be a huge pressure on us."
"And we can't not not treat them."
"If they don't treat them, they will lose control, lose control, and do anything."
Ye Fan rubbed his head: "I really want to beat Vandans and the others to death and leave such a mess for us."
"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, and the more rewards."
Song Hongyan responded with a smile:
"I picked these fruits from the Fan Medical College, and it is also worth doing something."
"And we should be glad that Vandans was knocked down at this time, otherwise the number of patients would be as high as hundreds of thousands of patients after a few years of development and treatment."
"Don't say that Jin Zhilin is under great pressure, even Shenzhou will cry."
She smiled and said, "We can still deal with this amount now."
Ye Fan nodded slightly: "That's true."
There are six million spiritual patients in China who are registered alone.
One-tenth of six million people were treated by the Brahman doctors. There were six hundred thousand people.
Ye Fan's scalp was numb when he thought about it.
"Young Master Ye, Mr. Song, effective, effective."
At this moment, Gao Jing, wearing black stockings, rushed in excitedly:
"Several mental patients came to the front hall just now."
"They shouted and shouted, kicked and beaten, and the family members were about to tie them up."
"The family members are eager to go out for treatment with Mr. Ye."
"Sun Bufan and I think Young Master Ye is too tired, so we want Young Master Ye to have a rest."
"We took the pills and they became quiet in less than a minute."
"Not only did I sit obediently in the waiting area, but I also started chatting with my family members after Qingming Festival."
During these holidays, Gao Jing took Gao Shanhe to live in Jinzhilin. In addition to taking care of his father, he also joined Jinzhilin for chores.
"Yeah?"
"It really works?"
Ye Fan's eyes lit up: "Go and go out and take a look."
He took Song Hongyan and Gao Jing quickly to the reception hall.
Sure enough, the independent mental patient area was filled with mess, and four patients sat happily.
They were chatting and laughing with Gao Jing's father, Gao Shanhe, and happily discussing each other's illness.
Their expressions look no different from normal people.
The family members were like dreaming, looking at the patients carefully while surprised their improvement.
"I'll check it out."
Ye Fan stepped forward to examine these patients, and soon let go of his hand with a smile, with a hint of relief on his face.
"The emotions are well controlled, and the condition is not serious."
"Just take the medicine for half a month, you can slowly improve the mild symptoms or even recover from the mild symptoms."
"You don't need treatment. Give them thirty pills each, and you'll have a follow-up visit after half a month."
Ye Fan made a very direct judgment and asked Gao Jing and the others to take out the pills for the patient.
Seeing this, the family members were ecstatic and took out tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands to thank them.
Ye Fan only collected them three hundred yuan.
Then several patients came over and quickly calmed down after taking the medicine, which made them yell at Long Live Jin Zhilin.
"Mr. Ye, the pills you made are too powerful, right?"
Gao Jing's eyes flashed with admiration: "What is the name of this pill?"
Ye Fan smiled and joked: "It's called Gao Jing No. 1." Gao Jing's pretty face turned red in an instant...