A taxi stopped and a tall black man got out of the car with an earring in his right ear.
After he got off the car, he straightened the hem of his shirt and looked up at the signboard of Bian Que Medical Clinic.
It was impossible not to attract attention to his arrival.
He has dark skin and white teeth, and he also wears a plaid light-colored shirt.
Liang Chun was on duty at the hospital today. When he saw the visitor, he frowned slightly.
He thought to himself: "Why is this guy Huo Zun here?"
He used to teach in a fighting gym and could remember some of the so-called masters in Haizhou.
He knew Huo Zun, but Huo Zun didn't know Liang Chun.
"Hello sir!"
Seeing the other party approaching the hospital, Liang Chun opened the glass door and greeted him politely.
The other party walked into the medical center in a swaggering manner.
"Sir, do you see a doctor?" Ma Fangfei saw a patient arriving and came over to greet him.
"Well, I'm looking for your Dr. Qin."
His voice was loud and he spoke awkward Chinese, which made many patients look at him strangely.
"Sir, please come over here. Mr. Qin has another patient, and you will be next."
Ma Fangfei took Huo Zun to the rest area outside Qin Fan's office to wait.
"Sir, do you need some water?" Ma Fangfei asked kindly.
Purified water is always available in the hospital for patients to drink.
"Go away!" Huo Zun glared and scolded him mercilessly.
Ma Fangfei was startled, but she didn't expect that her good intentions were misunderstood, and she was met with disgrace.
She also stopped talking to Huo Zun, whether he was working in a hospital or a medical clinic.
This kind of ungrateful patient who thinks he is God is occasionally encountered.
These patients are irritable, have poor control, are critical, and easily vent their anger on the nurse.
The Phoenix girl on the side glanced at Huo Zun but said nothing.
Ten minutes later, the previous patient came out of the office.
Huo Zun stood up and walked quickly into Qin Fan's office.
He learned the specific location of Qin Fan's medical clinic from Zhou Mo and came to visit.
He wanted to challenge Qin Fan for a fight and make a fuss at the medical clinic. To put it bluntly, he came here to make trouble.
Qin Fan felt a little strange when he saw that the patient who came in was a black man. This was the first time that a black man had seen a Chinese medicine doctor since he opened the hospital.
"Please sit down, sir, what's your name?" Qin Fan started to diagnose according to the usual method.
"Huo Zun!" the other party said, sitting down carelessly.
Qin Fan was slightly startled, and then he remembered that the mentally retarded girl Xiaoya had mentioned this name several times when he met Yin Zhiyuan that day.
It seemed that this guy had returned to China at that time.
In fact, Huo Zun himself did not expect that Xiaoya had mentioned his name earlier.
Before the performance even started, Qin Fan saw through it.
Qin Fan took a few more glances at Huo Zun and found that the man's energy and blood were strong and he didn't look sick at all.
He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "What's wrong with you?"
"It hurts here." Huo Zun pointed to his heart.
"Please extend your right hand." Qin Fan smiled.
A flash of light flashed in Huo Zun's eyes. He still knew that the Chinese medicine doctor wanted to take the pulse, so he stretched out his right hand and placed it on the pulse pillow.
Qin Fan caught the other person's pulse and felt it carefully.
"How long has it been?" Qin Fan asked unhurriedly.
"A month, no, more than ten days."
"Oh..." Qin Fan said lightly.
Thinking: "This guy has normal pulse and is as strong as a cow."
Seeing Qin Fan's serious diagnosis, Huo Zun thought to himself: "What can you tell just like this?"
He did not know that Chinese traditional medicine can diagnose diseases through many aspects such as the rhythm of the pulse, the strength and weakness of the pulse, the thickness of the blood vessels, and the depth of the pulse position.
A few minutes later, Qin Fan raised his head and glanced at Huo Zun, sizing him up using a diagnostic method.
Immediately, he said: "You can leave."
"What do you mean, let me go now?" Huo Zun's eyes widened.
"Yes, you can go." Qin Fan said quietly.
"What kind of doctor are you? I said it hurts here." Huo Zun pointed to his heart again.
"No, you don't have a pain in your heart, there's something wrong with you." Qin Fan looked at the other party with a half-smile.
He pointed to his head.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, Huo Zun became furious and slammed the table.
Standing up, "I meant that my heart hurts, but you said I was mentally ill."
"I think you are the only one who is sick. Are you a doctor? Do you know how to treat patients?"
"You don't believe it?" Qin Fan was still smiling.
"Then tell me why I am mentally ill."
Huo Zun's eyes sparkled with anger.
"Then sit down."
Huo Zun's face was full of indignation, and he thought in his heart: "Let's see what you say."
Qin Fan stood up and pointed at his heart, "You said it hurts here."
"Yes, right here!"
Huo Zun proudly opened his clothes, revealing his muscles full of vest lines.
"Here?" Qin Fan asked with a smile.
"that is…"
Before he finished speaking, Qin Fan gently pressed his finger on the other person's heart.
Suddenly, Huo Zun's expression changed drastically, and then a very uncomfortable expression appeared on his face.
He couldn't help but reach out and hit his head, but there were bursts of stinging pain in his head, accompanied by dizziness, panic and shortness of breath.
"How about it, I said you have a brain problem." Qin Fan said with a smile.
"what did you do to me?"
Huo Zun was a little shocked. He thought that both Babu and Milu had said that the other party knew Chinese Kung Fu.
He naturally thought that Qin Fan had used the so-called acupuncture technique on him.
"What can I do but check and diagnose you?"
Qin Fan looked at Huo Zun with a half-smile.
Huo Zun rubbed his head and roared in a low voice, "Chinese, what have you done to me? Untie me!"
"Hey, we haven't been diagnosed yet, how come it's all over?" Qin Fan said quietly: "Where do you feel you are sick now?"
When the Phoenix girl outside the door heard this, she couldn't help but purse her lips and snicker.
I thought to myself: "It's really easy to find fault. If you pretend to be sick and pretend to be in your husband's hands, you will become sick even if you are not sick."
Huo Zun was simply a little angry, but now he seemed to be really sick.
"Okay, you're right, my heart doesn't hurt, it's just a headache!" he said bitterly.
"No, I'm asking you, where are you sick?"
"I'm mentally ill!" Huo Zun blurted out in anger.
"Well, that's right. You said you are mentally ill." Qin Fan resisted the urge to laugh.
"Puch!"
The Phoenix girl outside the door burst into laughter, and Ma Fangfei also laughed so hard that her shoulders shook.
Huo Zun was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke. Damn it, wasn't this a disguised form of scolding himself?
Qin Fan continued without hesitation: "Huo Zun, you have to know that there is a price to pay for provocation, do you understand?"
"Get out of here, don't make trouble!"
He stretched out his hand and patted the other party's vest, and Huo Zun's headache immediately disappeared.
Breathing in the fresh air with a bit of horror.
Qin Fan is well versed in the meridians of the whole body, and with just a single tap, the normal blood and oxygen supply functions are temporarily cut off.
The brain suffers from short-term hypoxia and ischemia, and the consequences are splitting headache, dizziness, vomiting, palpitation and shortness of breath.
The so-called altitude sickness is also due to this reason.
"Hmph! If you have the guts, come to the University City Boxing Gym and I'll fight you!"
Huo Zun waved his big sandbag fist and roared.
"No interest, get out!" Qin Fan didn't want to talk to him at all.
Huo Zun wanted to continue to pester him, but Phoenix Girl walked in and slapped Huo Zun on the shoulder.
"Go away, you are not welcome here!"
Just drag it out like a chicken.
Huo Zun once again found that half of his body was numb and he didn't even have the strength to resist.
He was extremely frightened, what the hell kind of place is this!
"Good go!" Liang Chun said with a smile.
The moment Phoenix Girl Huo Zun pushed out of the glass door, half of his body regained consciousness.
He looked at the medical center and was stunned for a long time. His face was uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Fuck! Fuck!"
He cursed and spat before turning and leaving.
Time flies very quickly, and a week has passed in the blink of an eye.
On Saturday, Qin Fan and Xiaowen drove to Yin Zhiyuan's home again.
He returned to Yin Zhiyuan for a follow-up visit and chatted with the teacher for a while before leaving.
Pu Chengshuang is also recovering very well. After another week, he will basically be able to go back.
On Monday, he just finished treating a patient.
Ma Fangfei came over in a hurry. She was out of breath and didn't bother to knock on the door.
"Mr. Qin, I have something urgent, please take a leave."
"What's wrong?" Qin Fan saw her look panicked.
"My dad and the others were in a car accident."
"Is it serious?" Qin Fan asked.
"I don't know. It was my mother who called me and said that she is now being treated at the Municipal People's Hospital."
"Then go quickly." Qin Fan said, "If you need help, just call me."
"Hmm~"
Ma Fangfei hurriedly changed her clothes, went out, hailed a taxi and rushed to the Municipal People's Hospital.
Haizhou People's Hospital.
In the CT area on the second floor, a middle-aged woman was walking around anxiously.
She had scratches on her face and arms. She was Ma Fangfei's mother, Tian Meiru.
The moment before, her husband Ma Deshui had been pushed into the CT room.
On the chairs in the rest area, there were two black men and two Chinese women. They were none other than Milu, Samba, Xiaoya and Meimei.
Samba also had his head bandaged, and there were abrasions on his face and hands.
It turned out that they were driving around.
But who would have expected that at the fork in the road at the edge of the city, I didn't see the red light and collided with a tricycle loaded with vegetables.
The driver of the tricycle was Ma Deshui. The tricycle rolled over and fell on Ma Deshui's calf, causing him to pass out on the spot.
At the same time, the panicked car lost control and crashed into a large truck. Huo Zun's legs were also squeezed.
Samba was sitting in the passenger seat and suffered only minor injuries.
120 and 110 received the alarm and rushed the two people to the People's Hospital for rescue.
"Mom, what's going on?" Ma Fangfei asked as she rushed over.
"Fangfei, your dad and I were delivering vegetables to the market, and we were hit head-on by their car."
"Your dad's leg was pinned down by the tricycle, maybe..." Tian Meiru burst into tears when she saw her daughter.
"Mom, don't worry. Is the inspection report out yet?"