Wang Changxi knew something about Chinese medicine, so he knew how powerful Zhang Fan was.
Then, Wang Changxi turned his attention to the women's director and said, "Mr. Xiao has great medical skills. Although hospitals in major provincial capitals cannot cure your father's disease, Mr. Xiao has really cured your father's disease."
It's possible that Western medicine mainly involves surgery. Your father's disease cannot be cured because the risks of surgery are too great, while Chinese medicine mainly involves conditioning and acupuncture, which are not risky. If people with superb medical skills use it properly, it will achieve the goal that Western medicine cannot achieve.
The effect is achieved.”
The women's director glanced at Wang Changxi dubiously. At this time, the women's director did not believe Zhang Fan because he did not understand Zhang Fan's power.
Zhang Fan saw the thoughts of the women's director and smiled calmly: "Take me to the room to see your father. You will see the effect."
Hearing this, the women's director was slightly startled, then hesitated, and finally asked tentatively: "Sir, you won't take this opportunity to drive away the spirit in my father, right?"
"No, if I want to drive the spirit out of your father's body and kill your father, there is no need to use this method. Wouldn't it be more direct to just break in? You can't stop me?" Zhang Fan asked.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the women's director nodded subconsciously. It was indeed the case. If Zhang Fan really wanted to break into a woman's house, he wouldn't be able to stop him as a woman.
"Then...then you go in." the women's director said.
Zhang Fan did not stand up immediately, but said: "Let me make it clear in advance that I entered your father's room this time just to test the treatment effect on your father. I did not intend to cure your father's illness. If you see the effect, I would like to
If you ask me to treat your father, you must fully cooperate with my work. Once I find out that you have deceived me, I will not continue to treat your father."
"Okay! As long as you have the ability to cure my father, I will definitely cooperate with you!" The female director replied happily.
The women's director was alone. She married into a family back then, but due to domestic violence, she divorced her husband and has not looked for him again. However, after the divorce, his temperament changed drastically. He was a very responsible woman and became a village woman.
The object of gossip among people because of the affairs between men and women.
When she was keeping her duty, she was almost killed by domestic violence. Who was she keeping this duty for? Now her idea is very simple, that is, to enjoy herself in time and live comfortably. She doesn't care about those gossips.
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However, she has never forgotten the importance of her father to her. She has had no mother since she was a child, and it was her father who raised her with great hardships. It was not easy. Therefore, she would pay any price for a way to cure her father.
willing.
"Then take me to see your father." Zhang Fan stood up and pointed in the direction of the bedroom.
"Sir, please come this way." The female director made a gesture of invitation.
Afterwards, the three of them walked towards the bedroom. When they arrived at the door of the bedroom, the women's director pushed the door open, opened the door, and invited Zhang Fan to come in.
Zhang Fan saw a thin old man lying on the kang. The old man's face was dark and without any luster. Looking at the skin on his body, it was very wrinkled and shriveled, as if he had been dead for two days.
, with a hanging bottle on his right hand, glucose supporting his body functions, the old man was already at the end of his tether.
Zhang Fan came to the kang, raised his hand, and pressed his hand on the old man's pulse.
At this time, the women's director was staring at Zhang Fan intently. She was very much looking forward to Zhang Fan's treatment method being effective and curing her father's disease.
About three minutes later, Zhang Fan slowly removed his hand from the old man's pulse, took out the silver needle from the cloth bag he carried with him, and applied three needles to the old man's chest. After applying these three needles,
The old man didn't react at all.
After this situation lasted for five minutes, the women's director sighed heavily, while Wang Changxi shook his head slightly.
In their opinion, Zhang Fan's three injections had no effect.
After another five minutes, there was still no response from the old man. The women's director said, "Sir, let's not stay in the room anymore. Let's go out. I appreciate your kindness. Thank you."
Zhang Fan glanced at the female director, stood up, and turned his attention to the old man.
The moment Zhang Fan's eyes fell on the old man, the old man moved his fingers slightly, and then clicked his mouth, but the sound was very soft.
Although the voice was very soft, the female director still felt it, and her eyes fell on the old man in an instant.
"Dad...Dad..." the women's director shouted and ran towards the old man's kang.
When the female director came to the side of the old man, the old man clicked his mouth again, followed by a weak and hoarse voice: "Water..."
Hearing the old man's voice, the Women's Director instantly became excited. Two lines of hot tears fell from the corners of the Women's Director's eyes. After his father lay down on the kang, he stopped talking and didn't even make a sound.
Then, he saw her standing up in a panic, muttering to herself, and quickly looking for water. Yes, the women's director was looking for water.
Soon, she went to another room, brought a bottle of mineral water, poured the mineral water into a bowl, picked up a small spoon, and fed her father water one mouthful at a time.
After feeding him a few mouthfuls, Zhang Fan said to the women's director: "Stop feeding me and get up."
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the women's director was slightly startled. After looking at Zhang Fan, he sighed heavily and put the water aside.
In her opinion, if Zhang Fan wants to remove the silver needles from her father's body, his father will fall into a vegetative state again.
The two had agreed before that Zhang Fan would save his father only after she had cooperated with the work, and there was nothing she could do to stop him.
After the female director left the kang, Zhang Fan did not pull out the silver needle stuck in the old man's chest. Instead, he took out a few more silver needles from the silver needle bag and used Qi to control the needles on the old man's body.
The needle was actuated, and in just two minutes, there were more than a dozen silver needles on the old man's body.
"Huh..." After doing this, Zhang Fan let out a breath of turbid air.
Zhang Fan's swift and violent technique stunned both the women's director and Wang Changxi. They had never seen such an ornamental acupuncture technique.
"Sir, why did you put so many needles on my father?" the women's director looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
"I just used a set of secret acupuncture techniques to completely cure your father's illness. It's just that your father's illness lasted too long and there were too many parts tied up, so I used so many techniques on him.