Ye Fan no longer wanted to pay attention to people like Guo Shiyu, otherwise he would not know how he would die one day.
He ignored Guo Shiyu and declined Xiong Nong's banquet invitation.
For Ye Fan, it was more comfortable to stay with Jin Zhilin's group.
After leaving his contact information and returning from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Building, Ye Fan informed Tang Fenghua and the others that he successfully passed the customs today.
Zhuo Fengya and the others were all very happy and shouted to celebrate Ye Fan.
Ye Fan did not refuse and asked Hua Yanyu to book a bar booth and prepare to take everyone to relax later.
Hua Yanyu quickly went to make a phone call.
At this time, Ye Fan received Song Hongyan's email. After scanning it, he went to the dispensing room and spent more than an hour preparing a bottle of medicine.
There are some things that he always needs to do, just like some people, he will have to take revenge sooner or later.
When Ye Fan came out, Hua Yanyu and the others had prepared dinner. When they saw Ye Fan holding the medicine bottle in his hand, they all became curious.
"Master, what are you talking about?"
Sun Bufan's eyes lit up: "Upgraded Shame Flower Cream, Taipo Herbal Tea, or Bamboo Leaf Green?"
Hearing this, Zhuo Fengya and the others all stared at Ye Fan with bright eyes, with an indescribable admiration.
They have all tried these three products, and they are still the top ones, so they all know that what Ye Fan formulated is definitely a first-class product.
Ye Fan did not respond, but just asked: "Are you afraid of pain?"
Sun Bufan opened his mouth, then straightened his neck and said: "I'm not afraid."
"very good!"
Ye Fan smiled, then took a knife and tilted his head slightly towards Sun Bufan: "Extend your hand over here..." Sun Bufan was stunned for a moment and looked hesitant, but in the end he stretched out his hand.
"Help, help, doctor!"
At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on Jin Zhilin's door, accompanied by a woman's panicked scream: "Doctor, save my child, save my child."
Although Jin Zhilin stopped seeing patients after 5:30, he would still help when he encountered some emergencies. Moreover, the woman was screaming in such panic, so it was obviously not a minor illness or pain.
So Sun Bufan and Hua Yanyu rushed over immediately and opened the door with a crash.
Ye Fan also walked out with Zhuo Fengya and the others.
Almost as soon as the door opened, a woman rushed in holding a four or five-year-old child, followed by several men and women.
They were all stained with blood.
"Doctor, doctor, please save my son."
The young woman knelt down in the hall with her child in her arms: "He was cut by a knife and he bled so much that he couldn't stop it."
Hua Yanyu and the others hurriedly picked up the child and placed him on the recliner.
Ye Fan looked over and saw a deep red scar from the child's neck to his abdomen, which was long and deep.
The blood was pouring out, and it couldn't be stopped.
The child was already semi-conscious, so there was no cry.
While cleaning up, Sun Bufan said angrily: "Why are you looking after the child?
How did it hurt like this?"
"He was watching TV and used a fruit knife to imitate the Yang people's caesarean section. He accidentally missed it and ended up like this."
The young woman cried bitterly: "Doctor, please help him quickly. The bleeding won't stop no matter what. Two bottles of Wang's Cloud Medicine have no effect at all."
"Bullshit."
While cutting off the child's clothes, Sun Bufan reprimanded the young woman: "You didn't even look at him, and you still had a caesarean section. The wound was too deep and there was too much blood. We can only deal with it a little bit."
"It's best for you to be sent to a big hospital for treatment later."
The child was already very weak. In addition to needing to stop the bleeding, he also needed a large amount of blood transfusion, so Sun Bufan suggested that the child go to the hospital.
The young woman wiped away her tears and shouted, "We wanted to send him to the hospital, but seeing the blood flowing like this, we were worried that he wouldn't be able to make it to the hospital."
"Let's stop his bleeding first."
Sun Bufan quickly picked up the silver needle, but when he cut open his clothes and looked at the wound, he suddenly felt like he had no idea where to start.
There are bleeding holes everywhere. It only takes ten minutes to stop the bleeding with a silver needle, but the child may not be able to bleed for another ten minutes.
Zhuo Fengya and Hua Yanyu also had numb scalps.
At this time, Ye Fan, who had been watching the child's condition, walked up and said, "I'll do it."
"Master, I'm sorry, I'm incompetent."
Sun Bufan looked apologetic, and then hurriedly handed the silver needle to Ye Fan.
"The patient's injuries are too serious, and silver needles alone are not effective."
Ye Fan did not take the silver needle, but just picked up the small medicine bottle: "Try my newly prepared trauma medicine."
"Doctor, the wound medicine is useless. We gave the child two bottles of Wang's Baiyao. The wound is too deep and cannot be stopped at all."
"Yeah, it just fell down and washed away in a few seconds."
"You'd better stop the bleeding with acupuncture. Just stop it a little, and then we'll send you to the hospital."
Seeing that Ye Fan was about to use trauma medicine on the child, several family members shook their heads to stop him, telling Ye Fan not to do useless work.
The young woman also looked in pain: "Doctor, is there nothing you can do?"
Sun Bufan and Zhuo Fengya also looked hesitant. Their injuries were so severe, would a bottle of medicine be useful?
"Don't worry, the child will be fine."
Ye Fan reassured, then opened the lid, and a mint fragrance instantly spread, making everyone present feel refreshed.
They all looked at the medicine bottle in Ye Fan's hand, thinking that this medicine would be too refreshing.
Then, they saw an even more surprising scene.
As Ye Fan poured down the white powder from the medicine bottle, the long and narrow wound quickly solidified, and the gurgling blood slowly stopped.
Then, the scar turned into a dark red convex mark.
It looked like a centipede lying on the wound, which was shocking, but the blood no longer poured out, and the child's breathing became much slower.
"This powder stops bleeding in three seconds, relieves pain in ten seconds, and creates scars in one minute!"
Ye Fan put away the remaining half bottle of medicinal powder: "The wound will be completely healed in twenty-four hours."
The patient's family members were stunned.
Sun Bufan and Hua Yanyu were stunned.
Zhuo Fengya and other eight doctors were also stunned.
Is this medicinal powder really so effective?
So magical?
They didn't believe it, but the reality before them was shocking, because the bleeding really stopped.
Before they could finish digesting it, Ye Fan looked at the clock on the wall and said, "One minute is up."
After he finished speaking, he asked Tang Fenghua to bring a towel over and gently wipe the wound.
After wiping away the caked powder with a towel, a dark red blood scab was revealed. Although the scar looked fragile and seemed like it could be broken with a poke, it actually healed.
Seeing this bloody scab, everyone was stunned again.
It's really scarred... How is it possible... Hua Yanyu subconsciously looked at the clock. From the time when the powder was poured down to now, it really only lasted one minute... Zhuo Fengya and the others were in a state of panic. Once the medicine was released, the entire dragon would be destroyed again.
Dark waves surged...Sun Bufan couldn't help but ask: "Brother Fan, what kind of medicine is this?"
"The trauma medicine I just researched."
Ye Fan thought for a moment, then his eyes were firm: "The name is... Ruoxue Baiyao."
