"I'll take a look at the film and checklist." Qin Fan said with a smile.
"Oh..." Dongfang Xue handed it to him quickly.
The reason why Qin Fan asked her to go for an examination was to see the film and examination results.
This is also a last resort.
He can't really use his hands to palpate and check, let alone use his clairvoyance to see through other people's private parts.
Qin Fan looked at the film carefully. From the hospital examination, it was found that the skin color of the affected area remained unchanged, the mass was hard in texture, and the edges were unclear.
Ye Daimei and Dongfang Xue both looked at each other.
They were all mentally prepared a moment ago, ready to risk their lives and let Qin Fan take advantage.
As a result, Qin Fan only looked at the examination results and films, and did not mention the examination in person.
Suddenly, the ridiculous idea made both of them blush and feel hot.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Qin Fan looked up and saw that the two of them looked a little strange, so he asked curiously.
"Uh...nothing, how are you?" Dongfang Xue's eyes were a little flustered.
"Well, it's not a big problem. Officer Dongfang. I'm going to give you a prescription. You have to insist on taking it."
"Until the lump disappears, then consolidate the treatment."
"Okay! Thank you."
In fact, breast cancer belongs to the category of "milk rock" in traditional Chinese medicine.
In dialectical Chinese medicine, Dongfangxue is a syndrome of liver stagnation and phlegm coagulation. Treatment should focus on soothing the liver and relieving stagnation, resolving phlegm and dispersing stagnation.
Qin Fan picked up his pen and wrote down a prescription.
He left it to Dongfang Xue to grab the medicine.
"Qin Fan, you are really amazing, how did you see it?" Ye Daimei asked curiously.
"I am a doctor, and I definitely rely on observation. The so-called observation of words and colors is the basic skill of diagnosis."
Ye Daimei doesn't understand medicine, so naturally she doesn't understand what a medical consultation is.
"It's too profound. Anyway, thank you for today."
"If you hadn't noticed it in time, it would have caused a big problem." Ye Daimei said gratefully.
"You're welcome, we are friends." Qin Fan waved his hand and smiled calmly.
After a while, Dongfang Xue came back with three doses of Chinese medicine in her hand.
Qin Fan warned: "Don't stay up late, get more rest, Officer Dongfang, you must learn to release yourself from pressure."
"I suggest that you temporarily transfer your position, which will be good for your recovery."
Qin Fan said this because he knew that police officers working in criminal investigation had irregular lives and were under great pressure.
Dongfang Xue was slightly startled, then nodded again.
"Well, I understand, thank you."
The three of them chatted for a while, and then Ye Daimei and Dongfang Xue said goodbye.
In a blink of an eye, it's Saturday.
Ling Xiaorui drove over to pick up Qin Fan, and the two came to Long Yueyuan in the university town.
During college, classmates came here often.
"Qin Fan, Jiang Zhengyi hasn't arrived yet anyway, why don't we take a look around? He hasn't been here for many years."
"Okay, the steering wheel is in your hands anyway." Qin Fan smiled.
Haizhou University Town covers a very large area. All major universities in Haizhou City are concentrated here, forming a special education park.
"Qin Fan, look, that's the College for Nationalities!"
"On the right is the University of Finance and Economics."
Ling Xiaorui told Qin Fan while driving.
Through the car window, Qin Fan saw rows of distinctive buildings. He had often hiked to these places many years ago.
Turning a street, the Polytechnic University comes into view.
Qin Fan smiled, this is the school where Zhou Yulan studied, and she used to sneak over here often.
The street behind the Polytechnic University is Qin Fan's alma mater.
After passing the traffic light, turn right and go around the street of Agricultural University. Ling Xiaorui slowed down and coasted slowly.
This street is still very familiar. In addition to various small shops, there are also many students coming and going.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Ling Xiaorui slowly pulled the car over.
Qin Fan looked over and saw a lot of people gathered in front, most of them students, who seemed to be arguing about something.
The two parked their cars in a parking space on the side of the road and walked over.
Various accusations continued to come from the crowd.
"You can't leave, please apologize to the old man!" a classmate said angrily.
"You asked me to make an apology? Do you know, he was the one who got it wrong first!" A woman's voice came again.
"Don't make excuses. We all saw with our own eyes that it was your black friend who bumped into the old man on purpose."
"If we hadn't supported him in time, the old man would have fallen today."
"The groceries he bought were smashed and he came to argue with you, but you reached out and slapped the old man again."
A male classmate with a strong sense of justice came forward to testify.
"Hey! Little classmate, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense."
"I'll say it again, he was just trying to get in touch with us. When he saw us approaching, he bumped into us on purpose and wanted to blackmail Miru."
The woman pointed at the old man arrogantly, "Old man, don't think that my Milu's money is so easy to blackmail."
"If you want to touch porcelain, you have to find a good place to touch it. You will never die."
This woman opened her mouth like an old thing and shut up like an old man. The old man was so angry that he stamped his cane.
Due to mood swings, he was short of breath, gasping for air, and his whole body was shaking slightly.
The black man next to the woman is tall and muscular. He wears earrings and is more than half a head taller than the classmates around him.
He glanced disdainfully at the classmates who were fighting against each other, crossed his arms, and ignored the criticism around him.
He didn't say anything either, because two Chinese women helped them fight back.
"If you don't teach those who cheat like this a lesson, you will suffer disaster in the future."
Another woman's voice came, "You should thank Milu and Samba."
Qin Fan, who had just approached, frowned slightly. He felt that the voice and name of the woman who spoke seemed a bit familiar.
He and Ling Xiaorui squeezed in, and when they saw how many people there were, they immediately remembered.
It was the mentally retarded girls Xiaoya and Meimei, as well as the black men Miru and Samba that we saw on the river embankment.
At this time, a female classmate couldn't help but refute.
"Do we have an eye for porcelain? The old man passes by here every day, so he just picked you for porcelain."
"Haha, you are really right!" Meimei curled her lips and said disdainfully: "How much money can I make from your porcelain?"
"This damn old man saw that Milu and Samba were foreigners, so he desperately tried to get involved with each other."
Xiaoya became a little impatient, raised her eyebrows, and scolded the classmates who blocked the way.
"Get out of the way, you haven't seen that Miru and Samba are foreign friends and have no education at all."
"What's wrong with foreigners? Let's be clear, this is our Chinese place."
Some students said: "You can't leave! If you hit someone, you have to apologize!"
"You guys need to understand clearly that Miru is a prince and is he apologizing to someone who is trying to cheat?"
Xiaoya looked at that classmate as if he were an idiot, "Your head got caught in the crack of the door."
At this time, several male classmates boldly stopped Milu and Xiaoya.
"You can't leave. No matter you are a prince or a president, you must apologize!"
"Which school do these four people come from, and why are their quality so low?" A student in the crowd asked in a low voice.
"The two black men are foreign students from the physical education college next door. They often gather at the boxing gym in the university town."
"I'm not here to study at all. I just want to pick up girls. You haven't seen those two women, they look like licking dogs."
The classmates who knew the inside story whispered the secret.
At this moment, the old man's face became more and more ugly, and his breathing rate was also wrong, with less air coming in and more air coming out.
Qin Fan frowned slightly and quickly took a step forward, "Little classmate, the old man is sick. Let me take a look quickly."
He quickly massaged the old man's Yuji and Lieque points.
"Old man, don't get excited, calm down." Qin Fan said.
At this time, Ling Xiaorui suddenly shouted, "Teacher Yin, you are Teacher Yin Zhiyuan!"
Only then did Qin Fan notice the old man in front of him.
He had a head full of white hair, his body was stooped, and he was leaning on a cane.
He simply couldn't believe that the teacher who was so talented on the three-foot podium back then, with his head held high and his chest high, and his head full of black hair.
After not seeing each other for several years, why did he become so old? No wonder he didn't recognize him for a while.
In terms of actual age, Teacher Yin was sixty years old at the time, and he is only sixty-five or sixteen now.
"Are you..." Yin Zhiyuan asked tremblingly.
"Teacher Yin, do you still remember the female student who was afraid of piglets?"
"Oh...I remember, your name is Ling..."
"Yes, Teacher Yin, I am Ling Xiaorui."
"Teacher Yin, who do you think he is?" Ling Xiaorui pointed at Qin Fan.
Yin Zhiyuan looked at it carefully for a few seconds and asked with some uncertainty: "Qin...are you Qin Fan?"
"Teacher Yin, it's me!"
Qin Fan was still massaging Yin Zhiyuan's acupuncture points. Yin Zhiyuan's complexion improved significantly and his breathing became calmer.
Then, Qin Fan's eyes fell on Yin Zhiyuan's feet.
It was a small bag with some vegetables inside, scattered on the ground.
"Teacher Yin, what's going on?"
"Alas!" Yin Zhiyuan shook his head gently and sighed tremblingly.
The two male classmates who supported Yin Zhiyuan hurriedly explained the general situation.
It turns out that Yin Zhiyuan comes to the nearby vegetable market every day to buy some vegetables and take them home.
He had an accident two years ago, and now his legs and feet are inconvenient and he walks slowly.
Mi Lu came towards him and almost knocked Yin Zhiyuan off his feet. Fortunately, a classmate saw him and helped him quickly.
Yin Zhiyuan went to Mi Lu to argue, but before he could say a few words, Xiaoya slapped him in the face and said that Yin Zhiyuan was cheating.
I heard the narratives of two male classmates.
Suddenly, Qin Fan's eyebrows frowned, and when he looked at Yin Zhiyuan's cheek, he saw that there were indeed light red finger prints.