"What? Ten minutes? Wuwu... My Ling'er, why are you so miserable? If anything happens to you, your mother won't want to live anymore..."
The noble lady cried with despair.
Lin Ruobing felt very uncomfortable when she saw the noble lady crying so sadly, so she pinned her hope on Ye Fan, "Ye Fan, can you save her?"
"Of course! Let's go up and have a look." Ye Fan nodded.
As a miracle doctor, he naturally has to bear the responsibility of saving lives and healing the wounded. Now when he encounters a little girl suddenly suffering from a serious illness, how can he just sit back and ignore it?
So, they both walked up.
"Sir, what's wrong with your daughter?" Ye Fan asked with concern.
"She...she suddenly fell unconscious and was frothing at the mouth. I don't know what happened to her?" He Ziquan said anxiously.
"Let me take a look, I'm a doctor!" Ye Fan wanted to take the patient's pulse so that he could find out what kind of disease the little girl had.
"Really? That's... great! Doctor, you must save my daughter. If anything happens to her, I... our husband and wife won't want to live anymore...
..Woooooo!”
The noble lady quickly begged.
"Don't worry! I will do my best." Ye Fan comforted her and said.
Then, Ye Fan took the little girl's pulse. After some examination, he basically deduced what the little girl's illness was.
At this time, he took out the silver needle from his body and was about to do acupuncture, when suddenly, there was a sound of scolding.
"Young man! Which hospital are you a doctor? How can you give acupuncture to patients casually? Are you skilled in acupuncture? Don't you know that acupuncture can't be careless? A little carelessness can aggravate the condition at least, or worsen the condition at worst.
Is life at risk?"
Well?
Ye Fan was startled, then turned around and found that the person who had just spoken was a man in his 40s wearing glasses and wearing sportswear.
"Who are you?" Ye Fan frowned and asked with an unhappy look on his face.
"I am Cheng Fu, the attending physician at Huatuo Hospital. I am proficient in acupuncture. When I saw the way you pinched the needles just now, I knew you were a novice!" Cheng Fu, with a serious expression on his face, accused Ye Fan of messing around.
He had just gone out for a night run to exercise. When he just passed the hotel entrance, he found a patient lying on the ground.
What surprised him even more was that a young boy wanted to perform acupuncture on a little girl.
Does he have this level?
As a result, what he said scared He Ziquan and his wife into a cold sweat.
"Young man, your acupuncture skills are not up to par, but you are using my daughter as a training practice? Doesn't your conscience hurt?" He Ziquan just thought that the savior had arrived, but who knew that Ye Fan was just a novice.
If Cheng Fu hadn't reminded him, he would have almost been deceived.
"Don't worry, my acupuncture skills are no worse than his." Ye Fan said coldly with a serious expression.
I have good intentions to save people, but in the end, the other person doesn't recognize a good heart.
"Presumptuous! I have been engaged in acupuncture treatment for more than ten years. How dare you dare to say that my level is not as good as yours? Good boy! Are you too loud?" Cheng Fu scolded angrily with a black face.
"Dr. Cheng, please stop talking nonsense to him and hurry up and save my daughter... Her condition is getting worse and worse." He Ziquan quickly advised.
"You brat! If I hadn't been so anxious to save people, I would have taught you a lesson...Bring me the silver needle! Let's see how I save people!"
Cheng Fu had a serious expression and snatched away the silver needle from Ye Fan's hand.