Ye Fan wanted to extort it, but as a result of Jin Zhiyuan's anti -general, he could only dispel the thoughts.
Jin Zhiyuan was very anxious. After putting on clothes, Ye Fan would have to see the patient with her.
Obviously the patient is very important to her.
Ye Fan did not twist, followed her through two houses, three open spaces, and then came to a small yard.
Before you approached the yard, a big man flashed in secret, and his face was indifferent to block Ye Fan.
The big man is almost two meters. Like mountains, standing in front of him can not tell you.
He said nothing, just pushing Ye Fan.
Strong.
"Pap-"
Ye Fan smiled slightly, lifted his right hand, and punch with a punch in the palm of the opponent.
With a crisp sound, the big man snorted, and he took three steps back.
He looked down at the red palm, and his face was shocked. He didn't seem to expect that Ye Fan punched him with a punch.
Moreover, his entire right hand lost his strength, and he couldn't lift it down.
His eyes were cold, waving his left fist and preparing to do it again.
"Axiu, retreat."
Jin Zhiyuan came up and scolded: "This is the doctor I found, showing my grandfather's illness."
The big man heard the words a little bit, but he was unwilling, but he took his teeth and retreated.
Jin Zhiyuan was very apologized: "Dr. Ye, sorry, this is my foreign guardian, a tendon, you can contain a lot."
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "It's okay, but the next time Jin will try to test me next time, it is best to pay a little interest first."
"sorry."
Jin Zhiyuan's face red.
Ye Fan pushed her tonight, and she was embarrassed to do it in person to test whether Ye Fan had the strength to win her respect.
Therefore, only let the big man take a try, who knows that Ye Fan was seen through at a glance.
Ye Fan slightly tilted his head: "Let's go, finish watching early, I rush back."
"Dr. Ye, please ..."
Jin Zhiyuan introduced Ye Fan in: "The patient is my grandfather. Many years ago, the legs and feet were injured, and he could only sit in a wheelchair."
"But in the past few years, except for his legs, he couldn't move, whether it was physical coefficient or martial arts, there was no difference."
"But since the previous year, he not only was completely paralyzed, but his body suddenly shrinks, and he was extremely cold."
"I visited him countless southern medicine, but no one could cure it, so I brought him Hong Kong City."
"In addition to him only one of my relatives can rely on, I also want to see if Chinese medicine can be effective."
"Of course, I also mean to protect him, after all, he had offended too many people before."
"But in the past year, it has never improved, but it will make his body weaker."
"Meet you tonight, think of your introduction on your information, you will die as a live horse doctor."
On the way forward, Jin Zhiyuan briefly introduced the patient's situation to Ye Fan. The pretty face was less charming in the hall, and there was an extraordinary anxiety.
Filial girl.
Ye Fan glanced at her with a high glance, and the hostility also reduced a bit:
"Rest assured, I will do my best."
Between speaking, Jin Zhiyuan took Ye Fan into a hall, then passed through a corridor, and finally walked into a house sitting south to north.
The house is large, more than 100 square meters, but the doors and windows are closed, and the wind is full.
Not only is there hot air conditioners, hot carpets, but also burning a stove.
There is a pot of hot water on the stove.
Nourish.
The rhythm of the Flame Mountain in the room, but Ye Fan walked in, still felt a bone of cold.
This cold is like essence. Whether it is air conditioning, carpet or stove, it cannot be drowned and dissipated.
Ye Fan glanced at it, and he locked a stone.
There is also a charcoal fire under the stone cymbal, but it can't hold the chill above.
And the chill is a thin old man.
"This is my foreign public power."
Seeing the tight and thin old man with both eyes, Jin Zhiyuan's face was soft again:
"His body is getting colder and colder, and he can only hide in this house every day. He can barely have a warmth, and he can be sober for a long time."
"If he let him stay outside, it will be coma in two hours, and even the eyes are freezing."
Jin Zhiyuan added the situation to Ye Fan: "Dr. Ye, do you know what my grandfather is?"
"This disease is a bit like gradual frost, but it is more powerful than gradual symptoms."
Ye Fan exhaled for a long time: "Wait for me to find out, let's talk about it."
Jin Zhiyuan was busy with one hand: "Dr. Ye, please."
Ye Fan slowly walked next to the stone cymbal, ignoring the calories of charcoal fire and carpet, and examined the patient closely.
Although the old man is extremely thin, his face is loose and wrinkled, but his eyebrows are wide and dense. You can see that when he was young, he was Junmei Lang.
The old man covered at least three layers of quilts, but the chill was still transmitted from the body, making people get closer, and they couldn't help fighting the Cold War.
Describing withered, it is obviously sick.
" -"
When Ye Fan looked at the old man, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.
Ye Fan's face changed, and he instinctively bowed his body, like a sword that would be attacked at any time.
The edge is revealed.
It turned out that when the country opened his eyes, Ye Fan obviously felt that in the void, a weird force sucked him over.
As if, a big hand stretched out, trying to drag him into the endless abyss.
At that moment, Ye Fan, who smelled dangerous, instinctively responded to a confrontation.
"cough--"
When the old man saw Ye Fan bowed his body, he stabilized his body, and he was surprised slightly on his face, and then coughed.
With the old man's cough, Ye Fan shook his heart sharply, and a pale look appeared on his face.
However, Ye Fan quickly looked cold, slightly tall on the waist, and stabilized the tilted body.
He carried the second wave of attacks on the old man.
Then, Ye Fan made a judgment on the elderly: "Peerless master."
"Grandpa, you wake up? This is Ye Fan, Dr. Ye."
At this time, Jin Zhiyuan came up from behind, and grabbed the old man's hand to introduce: "I invite you to see you."
"It turned out to be Dr. Ye, it was rude."
Quan Xiangguo retracted the depth in his eyes, and restored the usual turbid smile:
"Dr. Ye is amazing, and I don't think the medical skills will not be too low."
His tone revealed his praise to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan also smiled calmly: "Mr. Quan Lao has won the prize. How can I enter your eyes?"
This sentence is humble, and 90 % is true.
The old man is sick, the sun is thin, and it is still so powerful.
"I have no prize, you really have the ability."
"Instead of the other people, I suffered a unintentional blow. Even if the mind is not lost, the heart will sting and lose the combat effectiveness, but you can handle it calmly."
The wrinkles on the face of the power of power bloom:
"The land of Shenzhou, it really is the talented earth and the earth."