When Li Dayong saw Hua Qingfeng, his family was confused. He never thought that Ye Fan really knew Hua Qingfeng.
You know, they made an appointment more than ten times but were rejected, but Ye Fan was Hua Qingfeng personally sent someone to invite him.
Even Hua Qingfeng really hosted a banquet to entertain Ye Fan.
Liu Yueling said it was impossible all the way.
Ye Fan told Hua Qingfeng about Li Dayong's family's purpose, and Hua Qingfeng was not embarrassed, nor did he ask why Ye Fan did not treat Li Dayong.
He laughed a few times and then gave Li Dayong a good diagnosis and treatment.
After acupuncture, Li Dayong's headache was quickly relieved, and Hua Qingfeng prescribed another prescription for him, so that Li Dayong could slowly consolidate his foundation and cultivate his primordials.
After seeing the disease, Li Dayong's family was about to leave, and Hua Qingfeng also invited them to have dinner together. The persistence and affection made Li Dayong and the others very dazed.
They have never enjoyed this treatment.
After dinner, Li Dayong secretly went to pay the bill, and then took his wife and daughter away. He was more tactful than Liu Yueling and knew that Hua Qingfeng and Ye Fan had something to say.
Although Li Dayong didn't know when Ye Fan met Hua Qingfeng and had such a good relationship, he knew that it was not suitable for the family to be stuck in it.
"Brother Ye, this is Qingfengtang's contract!"
After Li Dayong's family left, Hua Qingfeng waved his hand gently, and Secretary Mi immediately put up a contract.
Hua Qingfeng pointed his finger: "Although I am not noble, I am also a promise. I underestimated you when I treat you, and I admit defeat."
"This is our bet at that time. Longdu Qingfeng Hall, please accept it."
He happily pushed the contract to Ye Fan.
"Old Hua, never."
Ye Fan quickly waved his hand to refuse: "Old Mr. Song died in half an hour, but it was just a situation set by me and him. It has nothing to do with your medical skills. Your Three Talents Tongyou is also very effective."
"In theory, I should have lost. After all, although your ninth shot has flaws, it will not kill Mr. Song."
At that time, it was just for the realistic acting, so Ye Fan agreed to Hua Qingfeng's bet. Now that the matter is resolved, how could he accept the other party's clinic?
"Of course I know it was the game you set, but the ninth needle was indeed something I figured out by myself, and it was also wrong."
Hua Qingfeng sighed: "It won't kill Lao Song, it's just because Lao Song was prepared and his health was not sick. If it were someone else, if I had the injection, the patient would really be dead."
"I have done clinical injections several times in the past few days. The danger of the ninth injection exists, and it is not small."
Hua Qingfeng admired Ye Fan very much: "So you can see that I lacked acupuncture at a glance, which not only shows that your medical skills are ten times better than mine, but also shows that I really lost that bet."
"The nearly a hundred people present also believed that I lost to you."
"You should accept this bet, otherwise everyone will say I am untrustworthy."
"And my reputation is more important than a clinic, so Brother Ye didn't accept it, but instead hit me hard."
"Brother Ye, give me some face and accept it."
"Otherwise, I will never dare to see you in the future. When I see you, I will think of betting. When I think of betting, it will become a thorn in my heart."
He insisted that Ye Fan accept Qingfengtang: "Is it possible that Brother Ye doesn't like me to visit you in the future?"
"Old Ye" heard Hua Qingfeng's words and beat him, Ye Fan was helpless and thought for a while and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll accept this clinic."
"But Mr. Hua also wants to accept a gift from me."
Ye Fan raised a smile, waved his hand and asked Su Xier to bring paper and pen, then wrote a page of paper, and handed it to Hua Qingfeng with both hands: "This is the ninth needle of Sancai Tongyou."
"With Mr. Hua's attainments, I guess he can understand it thoroughly in half a year."
He knew it was the best gift to return.
"Three talents are connected to the secluded?"
"The ninth needle?"
“You really do?
How is this possible?”
Hua Qingfeng was stunned at first, then asked questions repeatedly, and was very surprised. He took the ninth needle and checked carefully.
He is a master of medical science and is also proficient in the first eight needles of Sancai Tongyou, so after examining them, you will know that the ninth needle is without moisture.
Ye Fan's ninth needle was not only a hundred times smoother than he had figured it out by himself, but also made the power of the first eight needles soar ten times, which was completely the finishing touch needle.
What shocked him the most was that the ninth needle was not just one change. Ye Fan wrote three changes, which expanded the application of Sancai Tongyou many times.
"It's really the ninth stitch, it's really the ninth stitch."
Hua Qingfeng was very excited and held Ye Fan's hand and shouted: "Brother Ye, you are so good, a role model in the medical world, I am not as good as you, I am not as good as you."
Hua Qingfeng is also a generation of medical masters, and his medical ethics are also top-notch. However, compared to Ye Fan, he feels that he is too different.
Because Ye Fan gave him the ninth needle selflessly, it was equivalent to giving him the entire Sancai Tongyou. This was the needle method that could lead the mountain and establish a school. Ye Fan could be rich and prosperous for several lifetimes when he pinched it.
If it were Hua Qingfeng, no matter how noble he was, he would never give the acupuncture method to others, but Ye Fan gave it to him like this.
"As long as medical skills are, those who are good at it are the first, and those who are virtuous are the most respected."
"Brother Ye is both virtuous and talented. From now on, I will call you Master Ye."
Hua Qingfeng stood up with acupuncture and bowed to Ye Fan: "Master Ye has any need in the future, just say a word, and the Hua family will spare no effort."
"Old Hua is polite."
Ye Fan hurriedly supported Hua Qingfeng: "As long as you can use this acupuncture to save a few more patients, Ye Fan will be satisfied."
Hua Qingfeng patted Ye Fan on the shoulder and sighed: "Give birth should be like this grandson."
Ye Fan smiled and shook his head: "Old Hua is polite."
"Huh" Suddenly, Hua Qingfeng's eyes froze slightly, staring at Ye Fan who was supporting him.
Ye Fan had a birthmark in the shape of Buddhist beads on his back with a loose neckline.
Ye Fan was slightly stunned and touched his back with his back: "Old Hua, what's wrong?
What am I sticking to?”
"Nothing, nothing" Hua Qingfeng quickly returned to calm and raised a smile: "I just sigh that you are young and promising."
While speaking, he glanced at Ye Fan's back. Although he couldn't see it, the shape of the birthmark appeared clearly in his mind. As dusk approached, Ye Fan took Su Xier away from Wangjiang Tower and drove towards Feilong Villa with his movements.
"I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble."
Sitting in the passenger seat, Su Xier lowered her head slightly: "Two hundred thousand, I will try my best to repay you."
She calculated that she would probably be able to pay off the money in five years.
Ye Fan did not speak. When he came out of Wangjiang Tower, he felt a sense of danger, very strong, but he could not see the enemy around him.
Seeing Ye Fan silent, Su Xier raised her little face and became more cautious: "Are you going to leave me?"
"Silly girl, don't think about this anymore. Uncle Yong's illness has been cured, and he also transferred 200,000 to me."
Ye Fan quickly left Wangjiang Tower and comforted her and took back 200,000: "Besides, this is not your fault, don't think about it anymore."
He just took the time to look at a few more jade pieces and found that the incision was a bit old.
Ye Fan guessed that it was the Jade Store that dropped the bag for Liu Yueling, and then asked Su Xier to be a scapegoat.
Su Xier's long hair was pressed against her forehead, and the black and white contrasted with the whiteness of her skin, which was unparalleled: she didn't believe Ye Fan's words, but she felt very warm and moved.
Ye Fan added with a smile: "I really feel sorry for you, so I will take good care of me in the future."
While speaking, Ye Fan was about to stop at the intersection ahead and wait for the red light, when suddenly a red dot caught a flash of light.
He stepped on the accelerator with his right foot.
The car suddenly rushed out.
At almost the same time, a bullet volleyed in the air and the rear car window shattered with a bang.