Using modern scientific and technological means, naturally the ghost cannot be detected and cannot be explained clearly.
"Mrs. Zhou, have you been to any cemetery? Or come into contact with any tomb objects."
Ji Nan and Zhou Jingtian were both shocked because they had no time to tell Qin Fan about it.
But Qin Fan said it all.
"Mr. Qin is really a miracle doctor. You can see this?"
Zhou Yulan knew that Qin Fan had excellent medical skills, and was equally shocked by Qin Fan's words and Zhou Jingtian's reaction.
There was hope in Ji Nan's eyes, and she was even a little impatient.
"Yes, half a month ago, someone in Jiangdong sold a piece of Song Dynasty jewelry."
"It was dug out from the tomb. I went to buy it myself."
"After I came back, I had nightmares every night. It was the same dream every day. I couldn't wake up until dawn."
"Then what do you dream about in your dreams?" Qin Fan asked.
"In the dream, there was a young couple happily getting married in an old mansion. The man later died prematurely."
"The woman was so distraught that she finally chose to die for her love."
"The strange thing is that after the woman in the dream died in love, she kept wandering in the house and couldn't find her way out."
"Can I take a look at that piece of jewelry?" Qin Fan asked.
Zhou Jingtian took out a wooden box from the safe, opened it carefully, and pushed it in front of Qin Fan.
"Ah, so beautiful!" Zhou Yulan couldn't help but admire in her heart.
This is an ancient woman's hairpin, but it is very different from the hairpins you usually see.
Take the peony as the pattern, the top of the hairpin is made of gold and silver petals, and the stamens are inlaid with pearls and jade.
Even the peony leaves are made of gold, and the rhizome veins of the leaves are clearly visible.
The object is not big, but the workmanship is exquisite. It can be said to be a beautiful work of art.
"Mrs. Zhou, do you remember how the woman in the dream died for her love?"
Ji Nan's eyes showed a trace of intolerance and sympathy.
"She was dressed new, with this hairpin on her head. She committed suicide by jumping into the well."
"okay, I get it."
"Mr. Qin, what is the cause of this?" Zhou Jingtian asked hurriedly.
It can be seen that he loves Ji Nan very much.
Qin Fan thought for a while and could only explain it from a medical perspective.
"In medicine, this is an increase in yin and a decrease in yang in the spirit, energy, and spirit. Don't worry, I can cure it after acupuncture."
In fact, when an ancient woman died in love, she did not forget to dress up and even wear a hairpin, which shows that this hairpin was very important to her.
Probably because he committed suicide by jumping into a well and did not transcend, the ghost formed after his death lingered on him.
Ji Nan is a woman, and she came into contact with this hairpin by chance.
So in Ji Nan's dream, he couldn't find a way out.
This phenomenon has gone beyond common cognition, and if it is stated truthfully, it is simply unacceptable.
"That's great! This strange disease is causing us both pain, sir. Please give me acupuncture in time."
"Brother Zhou, go and prepare something."
Qin Fan picked up a pen and wrote down a few items. Zhou Jingtian took them and saw that they were candles and paper money.
Although he was puzzled, he immediately ordered people to buy it.
At this time, Manager Tong knocked on the door and put the jewelry set together in an extremely delicate box.
"Mr. Qin, please accept it."
Qin Fan smiled and accepted it generously.
Zhou Yulan liked it, but she was still a little embarrassed.
She felt that Qin Fan was not ambiguous at all in accepting other people's things.
After a while, someone bought candles, paper money, and a brazier.
Qin Fan put the hairpin on the table and asked Zhou Jingtian to light candles and paper money.
"Mrs. Zhou, don't be afraid, just close your eyes."
Ji Nan quickly closed her eyes, not looking at the long needle.
Without feeling any pain, the Bianque magic needle was taken directly from Baihui, and eight filiform needles were taken from Renzhong, Taiyang, Yintang, Shenting, Shangxing, Shuigou and other acupoints.
Qin Fan quickly applied nine needles, and the power of merit flowed down the needles.
Zhou Jingtian and Zhou Yulan could not see it, but Qin Fan could faintly see the nine hair needles forming a pale white aura.
This set of acupuncture is still the secret technique of one needle fixing yin and yang, and it is a mystical acupuncture method.
It's called Golden Needle to Save People.
After the acupuncture, Ji Nan suddenly felt lightened and refreshed, and the muddled feeling disappeared immediately.
The lingering black aura in her hall slowly faded away, and disappeared along with the white aura.
Suddenly, the ignited paper money made a slight explosion.
Immediately, the flame went out.
After Qin Fan took out the needle, there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
The first time he used this mysterious acupuncture method, the power of merit consumed was surprisingly large.
He took a short rest, and the power of merit returned to him was also greater than before.
He had some thoughts, that is, Taoist priests are keen on doing things to achieve salvation, and this should be the reason.
"How about it, Xiaonan?"
Zhou Jingtian asked with concern.
Ji Nan's face turned rosy and her spirits improved greatly. She nodded.
"I feel refreshed and my head is clear."
"Great, Mr. Qin has cured the disease with acupuncture!" Zhou Jingtian was also excited.
Ji Nan couldn't sleep at night, and he was equally annoyed.
Later, Zhou Jingtian acted as host and invited Qin Fan and Zhou Yulan.
He also mentioned that there was a stone gambling event in Jiangdong Province, invited Qin Fan to participate, and was still willing to purchase it.
Qin Fan readily agreed and accepted Zhou Jingtian's jewelry set, repaying the favor when the time came.
Say goodbye to Haizhou Zhou Jingtian.
The young couple set off back to Linhai.
At Bianque Medical Center, today's patients were queuing up one by one as before.
A taxi stopped.
A middle-aged man in his fifties got out of the car. This man was a little different.
He had been standing outside the hospital observing and wandering.
It was not until noon that the queue of patients cleared up and he walked into the hospital.
"Sir, are you seeing a doctor?" Miss Xiaowen noticed him very early.
"Little girl, I am not a patient. I would like to ask... is Mr. Qin from the medical center here?"
"Mr. Qin and Sister Yulan went to Haizhou a few days ago and should be back today."
"Oh, then I'll wait for him here."
"Sir, are you Mr. Qin's friend?" Xiaowen asked.
"um, yes…"
When Xiaowen saw that he was Qin Fan's friend, she shouted loudly: "Uncle Han, someone is looking for Mr. Qin."
"Sir, if you want to wait for Mr. Qin, please go to the second floor to wait. It's hotter down there."
Han Peirong came down and took the middle-aged man upstairs.
Also made him some tea.
He then looked at the middle-aged man and found that he looked familiar, but he had never seen him before.
During the conversation, the other party claimed to be from the capital and his name was Jiang Tianrui.
In the afternoon, there is a time every day when patients are relatively concentrated, and the medical center is busy.
I heard Xiaowen happily saying hello downstairs.
"Mr. Qin, Sister Yulan, you are back."
Many patients also greeted Qin Fan.
When Jiang Tianrui heard the sound from downstairs, he stood up suddenly, looking a little excited.
Following the sound of people going upstairs, Qin Fan and Zhou Yulan appeared upstairs.
"Uncle Han, thank you for your hard work. How many numbers are there in line?"
"On the 12th in the afternoon."
"Okay!" Qin Fan responded. He put on his white coat and got ready to get to work.
"Mr. Qin, this Mr. Jiang has been waiting for you for a long time." Han Peirong said.
"Oh~" Qin Fan then noticed Jiang Tianrui.
"You go ahead, I'll wait for you. I'm not a patient. Fang Hui told me that you are here."
Jiang Tianrui calmed down.
Upon hearing that it was Fang Hui, Qin Fan's mind flashed to that face with loving eyes.
"Haha, Mr. Jiang, please sit down for a while."
Qin Fan nodded, then turned back to Zhou Yulan and said, "Yulan, if you are not busy, just wait for me at the hospital."
Zhou Yulan nodded in agreement.
Because of Fang Hui, Zhou Yulan made tea for Jiang Tianrui again.
"Mr. Jiang, you are from the capital, too. Are Aunt Fang Hui and the others okay?"
"Well, they are all fine, and Jianbo's leg injury is fine."
Jiang Tianrui looked at Zhou Yulan with a smile, the same loving eyes.
"You must be Xiao Qin's wife Zhou Yulan, Fang Hui and the others all praise you."
"Yeah~" Zhou Yulan smiled sweetly.
Next, the two of them chatted wordlessly.
However, Jiang Tianrui understood Qin Fan's life more from the sidelines.
"Mr. Qin, please help me look at this old problem of mine."
A middle-aged woman went upstairs with a painful face and kept mumbling.
"I made a special trip from Meizhou County by bus, and everyone said you are a little miracle doctor."
"Haha, aunt, what's wrong with you?"
"I have chronic gastritis here for several years. I have been having a dull pain and can't eat anything."
The middle-aged woman pressed her stomach with her hands and sat opposite Qin Fan.
Qin Fan checked his pulse and asked, "Didn't you insist on treatment?"