Chapter eight hundred and eighty ninth embarrassment
Seeing He An's leaving figure, Fang Yan looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Mr. Zhang, I feel like he went to withdraw money."
"Probably." Zhang Fan responded calmly.
After Zhang Fan and others finished eating, they returned to the room. Soon, He An followed in. He was holding a black plastic bag in his hand. This black plastic bag was as full as last time.
He walked directly to Zhang Fan, opened the plastic bag, and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zhang, this is my wish. Please remove the red marks on my body."
Zhang Fan glanced at the black plastic bag, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes. After all, in He An's view, Zhang Fan was greedy for money, so Zhang Fan naturally wanted to show his image in He An's heart.
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Then, Zhang Fan nodded with satisfaction and said: "I will accept the money, and I will help you remove the red mark. After all, this matter has little to do with you."
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, He An's face showed a hint of joy, and he looked at Zhang Fan and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang...Thank you, Mr. Zhang..."
Zhang Fan waved his hands indifferently and said: "Actually, these are all trivial matters. The key is that some people don't open their eyes. Forget it, don't talk about these unhappy things."
Some of the people Zhang Fan mentioned were none other than Uncle Cai.
He An naturally knew who Zhang Fan was referring to. He had the same idea as Zhang Fan. He also thought that Uncle Cai was blind.
Then, Zhang Fan took out three silver needles from his silver needle bag, and slowly and leisurely inserted the three silver needles into He An's wrist.
In about five or six minutes, He An saw the red mark on his wrist dissipate, and a look of excitement appeared on his face, followed by the giant tiger's breath, which suddenly came from the red mark.
Break free.
The moment the giant tiger's breath left his wrist, He An became even more excited. He once again witnessed Zhang Fan's powerful medical skills.
Zhang Fan withdrew the three silver needles. After He An's hand returned to normal, Zhang Fan looked at He An and said, "Next, I will treat your lung injury."
Hearing this, He An felt happy and quickly replied: "Hey!"
After saying that, He An moved closer to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan glanced at He An helplessly and said, "Don't get so close to me. Just stay where you were. By the way, just take off your clothes."
"Oh..." He An responded, then retreated to his previous position and sat down, then took off the T-shirt he was wearing, revealing his although not majestic, but very strong figure.
The muscles on He An's body are not too exaggerated, but they are very stylish. Each muscle is angular, and the 6-pack abdominal muscles are also very eye-catching.
Seeing He An's strong body, Huang Qingyun sat up from the bed and looked at He An's body with radiant eyes. Then, he quickly walked towards He An and touched it.
On the six-pack abs of He An's abdomen.
The reason why Huang Qingyun made such a ridiculous move was not because Huang Qingyun's orientation was abnormal. As a fat man, he was very envious of people with good figures.
Feeling Huang Qingyun's slightly fat hands, a hint of embarrassment appeared on He An's face, and he smiled dryly.
He made a sound and said: "Mr. Huang, if you put your hand here, it makes me very itchy. Please take it off."
While speaking, He An glanced at Huang Qingyun's fat hands, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
Huang Qingyun's strength is low, but he is just entering the level. If Huang Qingyun were not Zhang Fan's friend, a noble person like He An would definitely be furious at this moment, and even go so far as to fight Huang Qingyun.
But Huang Qingyun was Zhang Fan's friend, so he discovered such an embarrassing thing.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. He." Huang Qingyun said apologetically, and then said a bit sadly, "I envy people with such a good figure. I was so offended just now. I'm really sorry."
"It's okay, it's okay..." He An forced out a smile. He saw Huang Qingyun take his hand away, so he said nothing more.
"Fat man, please go back to your bed. I'm going to treat Mr. He's injuries." Zhang Fan said.
"Hey!" Huang Qingyun responded with a smile, and then returned to his bed.
Then, Zhang Fan took out the silver needle again, burned it briefly with a lighter, and inserted it into the Tiantu point on He An's neck.
"snort……"
The muscles around He Antian's protruding point were seen trembling slightly, and at the same time, he let out a soft hum.
Next, Zhang Fan took out the silver needle again and pierced He An's Yuji point, Yunmen point, and Hegu point one after another.
Every half a minute, Zhang Fan would lightly press the silver needles into these acupuncture points. After about five or six minutes, Zhang Fan looked at He An and asked, "Do you feel anything?"
He An glanced at Zhang Fan, with a thoughtful look on his face, and said, "I feel like my breathing has become super smooth, just like a normal person breathing oxygen."
Hearing He An's words, Zhang Fan nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's right."
After saying this, Zhang Fan removed the silver needles stuck on He An's body one by one.
After Zhang Fan removed the four silver needles, He An's feeling of super smooth breathing disappeared and he returned to his normal self.
"Today's treatment is over, you can go back." Zhang Fan said.
"Mr. Zhang, to treat my disease, can I just prick these 4 acupuncture points every day?" He An looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
"Yes, just prick these four acupuncture points." Zhang Fan said.
"Then can you lend me the silver needle, point out these four acupuncture points for me, and tell me the strength of the needle. I will do it myself in the future, so as not to trouble you again." He An said.
Hearing He An's words, a faint smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face and said: "You are overthinking, this matter is not that simple."
"Oh?" He An raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's going on?"
"It is true to prick these 4 acupuncture points every day, but you need to use your pulse to decide which acupuncture point to apply first and which acupuncture point to apply last." Zhang Fan said.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, a look of surprise appeared on He An's face, and he said: "So that's it, then Mr. Zhang is here!"
"After I received your money, I naturally wanted to help you cure your illness." Zhang Fan said with a smile.
At this moment, He An's cell phone rang. He An took out his cell phone. After seeing the phone number on the phone, he frowned slightly and clearly saw a trace of nervousness on He An's face.