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Chapter eight hundred and seventy seventh praise

At this moment, Ma Jiang came over with a few bowls of tofu, some fried dough sticks, and some pickles. Then, after placing these things on the table in front of Zhang Fan and others, he warmly entertained them.

Zhang Fan and the others started chatting while eating.

I saw He An walking towards the direction of a few people, and then sat down next to Zhang Fan and the others.

He first looked at Fang Yan, Fang Haoming, and Huang Qingyun, and finally turned his attention to Zhang Fan.

"Brothers, are you here to seize treasures too?" He An asked first.

Hearing He An's words, Zhang Fan smiled slightly and said, "Come and take a look."

"The treasures here are not so easy to get. With all due respect, you guys are a bit weak." He An glanced at a few people, and then quickly added, "Of course, I'm not looking down on you.

I just told the truth, and you also saw the strength of the people here."

On the surface, Zhang Fan is an ordinary person, with no fluctuations of Zhenqi or Xuanmen Qi in his body. Fang Yan is considered the strongest among the three. Fang Yan's Zhenqi strength and Taoism are both in the second realm.

Duan, while Huang Qingyun and Fang Haoming are just at the beginning stage of Xuanmen.

Such a team has no competitiveness among the teams in front of them.

The purpose of He An's coming here is actually to explore Zhang Fan's reality and the reality of this team. In He An's view, it is impossible for people without any ability to come here. He feels that Zhang Fan is hiding something.

In addition, there should be stronger people in this team.

"We just came here to take a look. We didn't want to compete for any so-called treasures and gain knowledge." Zhang Fan said with a smile, "Our strength is so weak, how can we have any core competitiveness, not to mention me who has never practiced.

What a waste."

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, He An looked at Zhang Fan again, then laughed dryly and said: "Brother, you are so humble, how can there be a useless person in this world? You have not practiced, maybe you are very good in other aspects.

Excellent!”

Hearing He An's words, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up and he said: "Brother, I like to hear what you say. I really have some attainments in other areas, and that is medical skills!"

After Zhang Fan came in, he felt how powerful the diners in the restaurant were. There were now a total of 15 people in the restaurant, and five of them were stronger than him. Moreover, there was one person among the five who he couldn't see through.

This is only a part of the people in this farmhouse, not all of them. There may not be many people in this farmyard whose strength depends on him.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Fan cannot directly compete with several other teams like last time. He can only take the route of saving the country through curves. With the spirit stone in hand, others cannot see his true strength. He wants to use his

As for the level of medical skills, we should first succeed and stay.

Hearing Zhang Fan say that he has medical skills, He An's eyes lit up slightly, "Brother, do you also know medical skills?"

"I have made some achievements in medical skills." Zhang Fan deliberately looked confident.

"Then please, brother, please take my pulse?" He An stretched out his body, looked at Zhang Fan and asked tentatively.

"Okay, then I will call you for free so that you can see what I am capable of. But, brother, can you

Remember, it’s only free this time. Next time you come to see me, I’ll charge you.” Zhang Fan said seriously, “Brother, I’m not going to hide it from you, I heard that treasures are going to be unearthed here, there must be some.

A large number of people from all walks of life are coming here, and they will definitely get hurt while trying to seize the treasure, so I can be used just in time. You must also know the purpose of my coming this time."

Zhang Fan smiled lightly.

"Clear." He An smiled slightly, "Then I wish my brother a prosperous business."

"Thank you for your kind words, brother!" Zhang Fan clasped his fists slightly, and then without any hesitation, he put his hand on He An's pulse.

The conversation between Zhang Fan and He An was quite loud, so everyone heard their conversation, and their curious eyes were also cast in the direction of Zhang Fan and others.

About three minutes later, Zhang Fan withdrew his hand.

"Brother, how is my health?" He An asked proactively. He An wanted to test Zhang Fan's medical skills.

Hearing He An's words, Zhang Fan looked back at the people who were looking at him with interest, then coughed slightly, straightened his clothes, deliberately puffed out his chest and said: "You have been practicing martial arts since you were a child, and your body is very good.

Be strong, although you have a strong body, you still have night sweats in the middle of the night, right? You have severe kidney deficiency! You must be restrained in certain aspects, otherwise, your body will suffer!"

Zhang Fan's words contained a sense of sincerity and sincerity.

Hearing this, He An's originally fair cheeks turned red instantly, and everyone who was looking at him burst into laughter.

"We are all men, no one needs to laugh at anyone else!" He An looked at everyone and waved his hands impatiently.

"Brother, judging from what you just said, you do know some medical skills, but you are far from being accomplished in this area. I feel that what you just said is a bit exaggerated. I just go to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

, the doctor at the clinic took my pulse and found out that I had kidney deficiency." He An said.

"You are right. If you go to any clinic and take your pulse, you can find the problem I just mentioned. However, what I want to say is not just this. This is far from showing my achievements in medicine.

"Zhang Fan said.

"Oh? Brother, what else did you see from my pulse?" He An continued to ask.

"You have a serious lung disease, am I right?" Zhang Fan looked at He An and suddenly said.

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, a look of surprise appeared on He An's face. He did have a serious lung disease. When he was practicing martial arts when he was young, a spear tip pierced his lungs. Although he was treated promptly, it did not cause death.

The danger, however, left him with sequelae. Every summer when there was a lack of oxygen and sweltering heat, he would have a very serious feeling of suffocation.

When this feeling of suffocation occurred, he didn't even dare to move around, for fear that he wouldn't be able to take a breath and would die from suffocation, let alone practice martial arts.

Seeing He An's expression, everyone knew that Zhang Fan was right, and everyone couldn't help but start talking.

"I know some medical skills. If there is a serious lung disease, some doctors may be able to feel it through the pulse, but they can only feel it when the patient is sick. The patient cannot feel it under normal circumstances.

Now the other party's breathing is smooth, his breathing is smooth, and he has no symptoms of lung disease at all. He has ordinary medical skills.

Under such circumstances, you can't feel anything through the other person's pulse. The young man can actually judge that the other person has a serious lung disease through the pulse. It's really not easy!" One of them, who was about sixty years old with a beard,

The old man said.

"The young man is indeed not simple, he really has some abilities!"

"..."

Everyone praised him one after another.

(End of chapter)


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