"However, the ghosts have already entered the underworld. Whether it is true or false is no longer important. It has no meaning."
Fang Yan continued.
After hearing what Fang Yan said, Zhang Fan thought for a moment and asked, "Did he say why he was pestering that person?"
Recently, there has been frequent news about the Chaos Sect. The Chaos Sect is a behemoth that can rival the Tian Sect.
The most important thing is that Zhang Fan once had a conflict with the Chaos Sect in the Taklimakan Desert. Although he gained the upper hand in the end, it was probably a time bomb and there was no telling when it would explode. Therefore, for Chaos
It is not a bad thing for Zhang Fan to know more about Zong.
"Let me think about it..." Fang Yan held his forehead thoughtfully and murmured softly, "At that time, I thought he was talking nonsense and wanted to confuse me, so I didn't take his words seriously."
Zhang Fan glanced at Fang Yan, and after about three minutes, Fang Yan said: "The person he is pestering is a child. I remember what he said, the child is my only chance to make a comeback and take revenge. Although I pestered him
, but it’s impossible to hurt him, please let me go.”
"That means the child can help him a lot in some aspects," Zhang Fan answered, and then continued to ask, "Do you have any other exchanges?"
"No more..." Fang Yan shook his head, "When he entered the underworld, he looked aggrieved and helpless."
"Do you have anything to do this afternoon?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"It's okay..." Fang Yan replied.
Zhang Fan looked at Fang Yan's wife, who was pregnant, and said, "After lunch, I'll send your wife to Master Ouyang, and we'll go to the victim's house. Do you think that's okay?"
"Okay, my wife said yesterday that she would go to Master Ouyang's house to see the children in the past two days and learn about the experience of taking care of children.
As the birth was approaching, I saw that she was a little nervous, so I asked Sister Ouyang to comfort her."
Fang Yandao.
Zhang Fan smiled and nodded.
While Zhang Fan and Fang Yan were chatting, the dumplings were cooked. Zhang Fan and Fang Yan ate the hot dumplings, and after leaving Wang Xiaoju at Ouyang's house, they set off to the victim's home in Linshi.
The victim's family is in good condition, with a family of three living in a large flat floor of 200 square meters.
The child's parents are both typical intellectuals, the male is a doctor and the female is a teacher. When they saw Fang Yan's arrival, both of them were very enthusiastic.
After the two sat down, Fang Yan took the initiative to ask, "Is the child okay?"
"It's very good. I took my child for a comprehensive physical examination yesterday. All indicators are normal and he is very healthy."
The male host replied.
Judging from the appearance of the male owner, the male owner's son's body has indeed returned to a healthy state.
"I didn't expect your services in this industry to be so considerate and even include return visits. Our hospital must learn from you."
The male host continued.
Fang Yan was stunned by these words. After all, they were not here for a return visit. Now that the other party had said this, just following this statement, they were worried about how to convince the male host to check the child's body.
Fang Yan and Zhang Fan looked at each other and thought of something.
"We are not like you. No matter what your service attitude is, patients have to go to you. The competition in our industry is very fierce and we need a good reputation, so the service must be adequate."
Fang Yandao.
Although Fang Yan's words were not malicious, hearing them in the male master's ears still made him slightly embarrassed. Although he was not that kind of person, some colleagues had given their entire industry too much bad name.
"Oh...I don't mean anything else."
Fang Yan saw the embarrassment of the male host and said something immediately.
"understand."
The male host smiled and said, "The child went out with his grandma. I just called and said he should be back soon."
As soon as the male host finished speaking, there was a "click" sound of the door opening. A middle-aged woman in her fifties came in with a six or seven-year-old boy with fair skin and a cute appearance.
.
"Uncle...you are here...my body is already healed."
The little boy happily ran to Fang Yan and hugged Fang Yan's arm.
"Look..." Then, the little boy walked around in front of Fang Yan again to show his health.
Fang Yan was overflowing with love in an instant. He rubbed the little boy's head and pinched the little boy's nose gently. "It's OK, it's OK. I brought another brother over today to give him a good check."
Body, to prevent your body from having any problems in the future."
"OK."
The little boy smiled and nodded, then walked up to Zhang Fan and said, "Brother, check it out for me."
Zhang Fan also rubbed the little boy's head lovingly. This little boy was indeed lovable.
Zhang Fan first took a careful look at the little boy's face and found nothing special. Then, he raised his hands and pressed one hand on the little boy's pulse and the other on the little boy's chest.
Yintang location.
The male host on the side frowned slightly. Not to mention him as a doctor, even an ordinary person could see that Zhang Fan's hand was taking the pulse of his child, but Zhang Fan's hand that was pressed on the Yintang position,
He didn't understand.
However, seeing Zhang Fan's serious look, he felt doubtful in his heart, but out of politeness, he did not ask.
The moment he came into contact with the little boy's body, Zhang Fan's brows furrowed slightly unnoticeably.
About three minutes later, Zhang Fanfang slowly lowered his hand, looked at the child and asked: "Kid, during the time when you were sick, did you have any special feelings?
For example, what kind of strange dream are you having?
Are there any hallucinations before your eyes?
Or something else..."
"I always have a dream. It's like a martial arts movie on TV. Two heroes are flying and fighting in the sky, and the surrounding trees and the ground are exploding."
The little boy was talking and gesticulating. It seems that everyone has a hero dream when they were young!
"In the end, the hero in white was stabbed to death by the hero in red."
The little boy continued.
Hearing the little boy's story, Li Song raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where is the wound?"
"A lot of blood has been shed in this position."
The little boy pointed at his heart and shuddered with fear, "Moreover, they both seem to hate each other very much, just like I hate Li Xuanxuan."
Zhang Fan turned his gaze to Li Song with a questioning look.