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Chapter 3025 �
"call--"
With Ye Fan's rapid operation, Isabel had a blood-drawn talisman on his chest.
The blood talisman is not only completed in one go, but also solemn and shocking. When you take a look, it makes people instinctively solemn.
But Dean Steve really couldn't understand this scene.
He graduated from Cambridge Medical College and felt that this was ridiculous and ridiculous:
"Miss Benara, the patient is not good at all. Not only are the internal organs damaged, but he also loses too much blood."
"She only has the last strength to meet you."
"You let this genius sage now, Isabel will lose his last breath."
"Do you even want the last chance to say goodbye?"
"And if the Lofi family knew that Isabel had suffered this kind of humiliation before his death, I was afraid that you would bear their monstrous anger."
Steve reminded Benara to consider the consequences.
Doctors from several hospitals also repeatedly advised them.
At first they saw Ye Fan that he was a descendant of a miracle doctor, and thought he could have ten needles in the ghost gate.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan didn't even have a silver needle and even bit his fingers to draw the talisman.
Ye Fan can no longer be described as a genius in the martial arts world, he is completely a lunatic.
This is also treating the medical staff present as fools.
Benara was also a little dazed, and she didn't expect Ye Fan to draw a talisman to save people.
Steve shouted to Ye Fan: "Isabel can't do it anymore. You can't save it, don't pretend to be a ghost."
"Bang!"
Ye Fan ignored the scolding of Dean Steve and others, and a few silver needles popped out in his left hand and penetrated Isabel's head.
Then he turned his fingers a little on Isabel's forehead.
The blood at the fingertips kept drawing symbols.
"One soul returns to Taiyi!"
"One soul enters the pivot!"
"One soul returns to the gate of life!"
"One soul intake house!"
"A soul enters the mansion!"
Ye Fan stabbed Isabel's big acupoints one by one, and blood-carried symbols fell.
"The soul returns to the soul, the spirit returns to the soul, and the two souls return to their positions!"
Ye Fan's fingers were so fast that he muttered something, which set the atmosphere to the extreme.
The blood marks were like art brushes, with perfect lines and connecting the acupoints and blood talismans on the chest.
However, no matter how beautiful Ye Fan painted it, it was a strange talisman picture, which made ordinary people look very disgusted.
"Wang Dan, what are you doing?"
Seeing Ye Fan draw Isabel like a clown, Dean Steve was completely furious:
"Stop, stop me!"
"Although the patient is not my daughter, I can't let you slander her like this."
"And this is the Virgin Hospital, not a place where you pretend to be a ghost."
Director Steve squeezed out several medical staff, pushed several foreign bodyguards away, and reached out to pull Ye Fan.
Benara tried to reach out to intercept, but eventually dropped her arm.
Her face also had more disappointment than hope.
She was originally full of confidence in Ye Fan.
She was still thinking that she could only be a dead horse, but she still felt innocent when she saw Ye Fan's methods.
Even if you have a heart-wrenching hand or a kitchen knife, Benara will have a little luck.
But this kind of ghost drawing talisman is completely a great god.
Benara definitely doesn't believe that Ye Fan can save the patient like this.
And when I saw Isabel who had been glamorous and beautiful for life, I was drawn by a bunch of talismans before my death, like a clown who was sneered.
Benara is in a very bad mood.
She felt that she was too ignorant.
So she no longer stopped Dean Steve and the others from pulling Ye Fan.
"Stop, stop me!"
Dean Steve was extremely furious: "Don't insult the patient! Get out!"
He reached out to pull Ye Fan, but Ye Fan blocked him with one hand.
Dean Steve almost fell down.
He became even more furious and grabbed a chair with his backhand.
"Three souls and seven spirits, melt!"
At this time, Ye Fan bounced into Isabel's heart one by one.
Then he pointed at Isabel's eyebrows and pretended to stomp his right foot and shouted:
"Isabel, get up!"
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the blood talisman light flashed, like the burning of fire and phosphorus.
A breath of heaven and earth gathered in Isabel's heart.
Everyone breathed and their bodies shook, and they took three steps back.
President Steve swung his chair and said angrily: "I'm pretending to be a ghost, I'll kill you--"
"flutter!"
Before he could finish speaking, Isabel suddenly opened his eyes.
A trace of vitality jumps clearly.
Dean Steve's chair was stopped behind Ye Fan's head.
His eyes widened and his face was shocked.
The Doctor and the Nurse were also stunned and disbelief.
Benara even thumped down and knelt down...
This is unscientific!
Ten minutes later, Isabel regained his vitality.
Half an hour later, Isabel was out of danger.
One hour later, Isabel's various life indexes tended to be normal.
Ye Fan's move to life not only shocked Belana, but also subverted Steve and his friends' perceptions.
No one expected that Ye Fan would really pull Isabel back from the gates of hell.
They didn't expect that Ye Fan's method of saving people was so magical.
There are no instruments or drugs, and even the silver needles or pills they sneer at are useless.
A blood talisman that even ghosts cannot recognize makes Isabel revived.
This defeated Steve and the others' perception, and also made them admire Ye Fan.
All Belana's resistance and displeasure towards Ye Fan also disappeared under Ye Fan's unpredictable means.
She worshipped the powerful Ye Fan uncontrollably.
Ye Fan was not overjoyed, as if it was nothing great to save people like this.
After Steve reacted, he not only quickly apologized for his rudeness, but also chased him outside and pulled Ye Fan and nodded and bowed:
"Doctor Ye, hello, hello, I am Steve, the director of Our Lady Hospital."
"This is my business card."
"I want to ask you to be honorary consultant at Notre Dame Hospital."
"The annual salary is 100 million yuan, and you don't have to sit on the shift or show up often. Just take action when necessary."
"I hope Doctor Ye can give me a chance."
When Steve saw Ye Fan's value, he rushed to win over while the iron was hot.
"One hundred million?"
Ye Fan said lightly: "Is it a lot of 100 million?"
"My former sister-in-law, if only within three months, she will have enough time to fight the Landlord online for ten hours, the chess and card company will give her 32 million advertising fee."
"A hundred million, she will get it in fifty hours."
"You have to be listed for one hundred million yuan for a year and you still have to be on call."
Ye Fan slightly contempts: "What is your money, is it made of gold or diamonds?"
"I'm sorry, sorry, Doctor Ye, I'm sloppy."
Steve looked embarrassed, then bit his teeth and all his trump cards:
"In this way, a minimum salary of 100 million yuan will be added to the Virgin Mary Hospital."
"This dividend is not limited to the Notre Dame Hospital in Hengcheng, but also includes the Notre Dame Hospital in the world."
“Ten companies in total.”
"After summarizing the dividends, it is definitely a day's number."
"But I have a small request."
Steve acted as if he couldn't bear to let the child goblins: "That's to hope to worship Dr. Ye as his teacher."
The magical talisman painting to save people still impact Steve's heart.
"Ask me as your teacher? Divide the whole world's Notre Dame hospital?"
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes when he heard this and looked at Steve with great interest:
“This is a bit interesting.”
"Okay, depending on your sincerity, I will promise you this deal."
"I will send someone to communicate with you in the specific details."
Although Ye Fan was surprised that a small director of Hengcheng could give 10% of the shares on behalf of the Holy Mother Hospital.
This means that Steve's identity is not as simple as it is.
But he didn't waste much time exploring.
Ye Fan was preparing to take down one dividend first.
He was not interested in money, but he did not lose the instinct to pick up money.
As for teaching Steve to draw talismans to save people, Ye Fan threw a set of third-rate talisman techniques, which was enough for him to study for the rest of his life.
"Thank you, Doctor Ye, thank you, Doctor Ye, no, thank you, Master."
Steve bowed politely to Ye Fan: "Steve has met his master."
"No need to be polite, go in and stare at Isabel."
When Ye Fan saw Benara coming out of the ward, he waved Steve to leave:
"No need to be polite. Go in and watch Isabel's situation, so that the nurse will not make any trouble."
"Also, you will personally treat Isabel in the next two days, so I can see your medical skills."
Ye Fan smiled: "This way I can teach you according to my aptitude."
"I understand, I must take good care of Isabel!"
Steve nodded happily and entered the ward with excitement on his face.
As soon as Steve left, Benara, who walked out, squeezed out: "Mr. Ye, thank you."
Ye Fan took out a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth, looking at Benara's cough:
"Miss Benara, although I saved Isabel, I also consumed hundreds of milliliters of my essence and blood."
"At the same time, excessive overdrawing of my dantian was injured."
"In normal times, I have to recuperate for a year or two before I can recover from treatment."
"Today I have experienced two battles between tulips and coastal highways. Saving people like this has consumed my life."
"My body is damaged and my lifespan will be a few years less."
"I treat you so much, and I hope you can repay you sincerely."
"Three days later, Hilton Thirteen, live up to your promise."
Ye Fan reached out and stroked Benara's pretty face, then left her with a cough.
He staggered, and the tissues thrown into the trash can were like blood.
Benara looked at Ye Fan's back and saw unprecedented complex emotions.
This man was like a sugar-coated poison, not wanting to taste it, but he couldn't stop falling into it...