Hearing her grandfather say that she had feeling in her left leg, Jin Zhiyuan trembled and shouted, "Are you feeling anything?"
Ye Fan looked at Quan Xiangguo and smiled: "Do you feel a sense of warmth and pain?"
"That's right!"
Quan Xiangguo nodded lightly, stretched out his hand to touch his left leg with difficulty: "I haven't felt this way for a few days."
Jin Zhiyuan reached out and grabbed Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, can you really cure grandpa?"
Ye Fan nodded: "Yes!"
Jin Zhiyuan was ecstatic: "That's great, that's great."
Quan Xiangguo's already cloudy eyes also burst out with a gleam of brilliance: "Doctor Ye is indeed unparalleled in his medical skills."
"Just now I pierced your knee deep with a silver needle. Not only did I extract some of the toxin, I also tested your nerve reaction."
Ye Fan pinched out another silver needle and burned it on the charcoal fire, then looked at Prime Minister Quan Guowen and said:
"If you can feel warmth and pain, that means the legs and feet are not completely necrotic."
Ye Fan gave a hope: "The old gentleman still has a chance to stand up."
"Then let Grandpa treat it quickly."
Jin Zhiyuan couldn't wait: "You can make whatever conditions you want."
Ye Fan held the silver needle and said: "I am sure that I can cure the old man, but I need some time."
"The poison in the old gentleman's body has penetrated into the meridians and bone marrow over the past few days. It is very difficult to expel it with conventional means."
Ye Fan looked at Quan Xiangguo and added: "If you want to completely detoxify, you can only cut off the hair and wash out the marrow."
"Chopping off the hair and washing the marrow?"
Jin Zhiyuan was suddenly startled, her expression changed drastically for a while, and she said excitedly:
"I have heard many times that others talk about cutting off the hair and cleaning the marrow. Once it happens, the body's physique will change immediately. However, these are all legends."
There was hope in her eyes: "Is there any way Dr. Ye can get it?"
“You can give it a try!”
Ye Fan smiled lightly and inserted the heated silver needle into Prime Minister Quan's right knee again.
Not long after, Ye Fan pulled out the silver needle, which was the same icy blue as the previous one, and made a crackling sound when he burned it with fire.
At the same time, Quan Xiangguo felt that his right leg was also feeling.
He completely trusted Ye Fan.
If one leg has feeling, it may be because Ye Fan is lucky. If both legs can feel, it means that Ye Fan is indeed excellent in medical skills.
"Dr. Ye, I believe you and I will fully cooperate with you."
He handed himself over to Ye Fan: "Treat it however you want."
Jin Zhiyuan nodded repeatedly: "Yes, we will fully cooperate with you. If you need anything, just ask."
No matter the cost.
"Whoosh whoosh-"
Ye Fan didn't waste any time. He picked up a pen and paper and wrote two prescriptions, then handed them to Jin Zhiyuan and said:
"The first one, the ten complete tonics."
"The old man has been sick for so long, and his body has reached the point where it is exhausted. If he rashly cuts off his hair and cleanses his marrow, he will easily be unable to survive."
"So I need to replenish my body first and get rid of the cold at the same time."
"Taking Shiquanda Tonic three times a day for a week will definitely improve the old man's physical condition."
"A week later, you spend a lot of money to purchase the medicinal materials for the second prescription."
"There are thirty-six kinds of medicine in total, and there are many precious things in them that are not easy to find, but as long as you spend enough money, you can still get them together."
"Notify me after you gather the medicinal materials, and I will come over to give the old gentleman acupuncture."
"After three days of continuous acupuncture to eliminate the cold air on the body surface, you can perform hair removal and marrow cleansing."
“I can’t say the success rate is 100%, but 90% is still guaranteed.”
Ye Fan briefly described his treatment plan, which made Jin Zhiyuan's eyes gradually light up.
"Don't worry, I will definitely find all the medicinal materials above."
Jin Zhiyuan was categorical: "I want to cure my grandpa at any cost."
"Zhiyuan, just do your best and obey fate."
Quan Xiangguo smiled kindly, then looked at Ye Fan and said, "Dr. Ye, thank you for your hard work."
"It's my job."
Ye Fan replied with a warm smile, then reached out and pulled out the silver needle from the old man's heart:
"Old sir, you have been working hard for half an hour and your body is very tired. Please take a good rest first."
"I'll come back to treat you another day."
Afterwards, he gave a few more instructions and then exited the room with Jin Zhiyuan.
When she came outside, Jin Zhiyuan shivered when the night wind blew, but she soon regained her composure.
She looked at Ye Fan and whispered softly: "Dr. Ye, thank you."
"The doctor is kindhearted."
Ye Fan laughed loudly:
"But Chairman Jin can't ask anyone to kill me in the next half month, otherwise if I die, no one will be able to treat your grandpa."
He reminded Kim Ji-won to restrain the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce and the Park Foundation.
"do not worry."
Jin Zhiyuan raised her head: "Not only will I not let the people from Nanguo hurt you, I will not let anyone else, including Wu Yixiang, touch you."
"Whoever wants your life in the future will step on my body first."
"Ye Fan, if you need it, I can send someone to protect you 24 hours a day."
There is no doubt that Quan Xiangguo is very important to her.
"That's not necessary. I can handle those in Wuyi Lane."
Ye Fan didn't want her to interfere in his life: "Just take care of your own people."
Jin Zhiyuan also knew Ye Fan's character, so she no longer insisted: "Okay, I will restrain the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce."
"Ding--"
At this moment, Jin Zhiyuan's cell phone vibrated. She glanced at it and frowned to answer it.
Ye Fan waved goodbye subconsciously. Before leaving, his ears accidentally caught a few words:
"What?"
"Park Young-ryong has appeared? Will he fly to Hong Kong tomorrow?"
"This traitor really doesn't know how to live or die."
Jin Zhiyuan's voice was filled with chill...
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Ye Fan returned to Qianshui Villa. Han Ziqi didn't like staying on a cruise ship, so Ye Fan could only stay here with her.
Although it was dark at night, the lights in the villa were brightly lit.
"Ye Fan."
As soon as Ye Fan stepped into the hall and chose the stairs, a beautiful figure appeared.
Han Ziqi's face looked a little tired, and her pretty face was a little haggard. It was obvious that today had a big impact on her.
It's just that tonight she wore a well-groomed dress, dazzling jewelry, and had her hair pulled up high.
The diamonds around her neck not only made her neck slender, but also shone with the light of her eyes.
She is noble, proud, and elegant, like a princess in a castle.
Ye Fan was slightly startled: "Ziqi, what's wrong?"
"Give me three minutes, I have something to say to you."
Han Ziqi's eyes were filled with complexity, but his pretty face was more serious than ever.
"What happened? Is it your father or your grandfather..."
Ye Fan looked confused: "By the way, the sniper is coming for me, you don't have to worry..."
"no!"
Han Ziqi rolled her eyes at Ye Fan and interrupted: "Can you let me finish what I'm saying?"
She was a little anxious.
Ye Fan nodded: "You say."
When Han Ziqi saw Ye Fan waiting, she pursed her red lips and trembled a little.
