Chapter 1924: The heart is not enough to swallow the elephant
"Whoosh whoosh!"
After Ye Fan finished speaking, the thirteen silver needles in the alcohol fell into his hand.
Before Tao Shengyi and Tang Huisheng could react, Ye Fan shouted loudly at the almost lifeless old man.
"One thought makes it happen!"
Ye Fan raised his hands, and the silver needles poured out instantly.
"Swish swish——"
The silver needle was like a shooting star or a flying dragon, and it disappeared into the old lady's body in the blink of an eye.
The location where the needle was dropped was exactly the acupuncture point where Tang Huisheng once used the Thirteen Needles of Guimen.
The silver needle shot back into the old lady's body, neither deep nor shallow, neither to the right nor to the right.
The next second, Ye Fan took another step forward and stroked his right hand over the silver needle:
"rise!"
"flutter--"
Following Ye Fan's movement, the silver needle trembled suddenly.
Then the originally silent monitoring equipment roared loudly.
Both his pulse and brain waves began to vibrate again.
The amplitude is getting bigger and bigger, and it is getting more and more energetic. In one fell swoop, it broke away from three dangerous pressure lines and returned to the safe area.
Mrs. Tao's face also changed from pale to rosy, and her breath that had almost disappeared returned again.
Her blood leakage has also been greatly relieved.
Although her condition has not returned to normal, the data presented are enough to show that she survived.
Ye Fan didn't stop, and with a wave of his left hand, he directly tore off a curtain.
"According to!"
The golden sunlight poured in instantly, shrouding Mrs. Tao's head with a dazzling glare.
Ye Fan then snapped his fingers at the old woman.
"Awake!"
Following this shout, Mrs. Tao's mouth twitched and her eyes opened slightly.
The silver needle trembled, the instrument restarted, and life reverberated.
Both the Tao family nephews and the consulting experts were all as stunned as statues.
Several cold female doctors who ridiculed Ye Fan even covered their mouths to prevent themselves from screaming.
Dr. Chen finally got up and fell back to the ground.
Tang Huisheng also stiffened and looked horrified.
They couldn't believe that Ye Fan had really turned around or came back to life.
What kind of miracle doctor is this? He is simply a fairy.
Moreover, Tang Huisheng had discovered that the thirteen needles shot back by Ye Fan were not only his own silver needles, but also the location of the ghost gate.
In other words, Ye Fan used the same Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate to revive Mrs. Tao.
"How is this possible? How is this possible?"
"How come you know the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate?"
"Thirteen stitches in the ghost gate can only keep the old lady alive, how can she be brought back to life and wake up?"
Tang Huisheng looked at Ye Fan desperately, who is this kid?
"Alive, alive, the old lady is alive."
At this moment, Dr. Chen reacted and roared.
His happy look, the excitement of escaping a disaster, made his voice tear down the roof.
After Tao Shengyi was shocked, he rolled to the old man's side with a whoosh and said with joy, "Grandma!"
The nephews and nephews of the Tao family also gathered around: "Old Madam!"
Taking advantage of this chaos, Tang Huisheng squeezed in front of Ye Fan: "Why?"
Ye Fan knew what the other party meant and smiled noncommittally:
"You have good medical skills, and the Thirteen Acupuncture Needles of the Ghost Gate has its own shape."
"Theoretically, you can really bring the old man back with this acupuncture method."
"It's just that you made a mistake."
Although Ye Fan didn't know what Tang Huisheng's relationship was with the Tang clan, he smiled and gave some pointers when he saw his curiosity.
Tang Huisheng's eyelids twitched: "What's the mistake?"
"The time is wrong!"
Ye Fan didn't hide too much. He wasn't worried about Tang Huisheng learning from the past:
"The Thirteen Needles at the Gate of Hell is about bringing patients whose lives are hanging by a thread back from the gate of hell."
"This is tantamount to snatching patients from death."
"If your acupuncture skills are superb and you are strong enough to suppress the God of Death, then you can use the Thirteen Acupuncture Needles of the Ghost Gate to save people at any time."
"If your acupuncture skills are only average and not deep enough, then you will need to use some foreign objects to use acupuncture to save people."
"It means the right time and the right place."
"With your current knowledge of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, you need to apply the needles during the day when the yang energy is at its peak to revive the old lady."
"But you were so arrogant that you gave me acupuncture in the middle of the night and didn't reach your full potential."
"Not only did this fail to bring the old lady back from hell, but she also created a confrontation with the God of Death and made the old lady suffer."
"That kind of scene is like two strong men grabbing a baby by the hands and snatching it away."
"Although the baby will not be snatched away by death, he will still suffer from the tearing."
"And he will die over time."
"So I came to the ward and pulled out your thirteen stitches, and let the god of death pull the old lady into the gate of hell."
"Because of the inertial effect of your acupuncture, the God of Death will not pull the person away all at once, but will only slowly drain away the old lady's vitality."
"And I've been waiting for the opportunity."
"When the old lady was about to step into the gate of hell with both feet and the God of Death completely relaxed his vigilance, I suddenly used the Thirteen Needles of the Gate of Hell to take the person back unexpectedly."
"This fight is very dangerous, and we don't allow slow application of acupuncture, because the chance only lasts a moment."
"So I only took the old lady back with one thought."
"My surprise, my great strength, and the Yang Qi at this time, the God of Death can only retreat."
"This is also the reason why I can save the old lady."
"Old Tang, what I said is so simple and popular, you should be able to understand it, right?"
"There are many changes in the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. It is better to study the ancient book carefully when I go back to avoid missing something important."
Ye Fan briefly described his treatment and patted Tang Huisheng on the shoulder with a smile.
"That's it, that's it!"
After hearing this, Tang Huisheng murmured: "Strength, Yang Qi, favorable weather and favorable location."
"No wonder when Tang Sanguo gave me the acupuncture method, he told me that it is best to use the thirteen acupuncture of Guimen at noon."
"I didn't take it seriously at the time. I thought this was someone who broke the rules and didn't have time to save people."
"Now it seems that I am still superficial."
Halfway through, he quickly stopped talking, as if he wanted to cover up the words "Tang Sanguo".
This cover-up also made Tang Huisheng forget to gossip about Ye Fan's details.
But Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and glanced at Tang Huisheng curiously. He didn't expect that this old guy's acupuncture technique originated from the Three Kingdoms of Tang Dynasty.
He is indeed a genius, with both medical and economic skills, but it is a pity that his mind is not right.
Ye Fan shook his head at Tang Sanguo.
He did not ask any more about the past relationship between Tang Huisheng and Tang Sanguo.
Tang Pingfan died, and Tang Sanguo was about to die, so there was no need to dwell on past grievances.
Seeing that Mrs. Tao was fine, Ye Fan quickly left the ward after leaving a phone number for Dr. Chen.
Ye Fan was anxious to meet Tang Qiqi and Nangong Youyou and go home for dinner.
"Little miracle doctor, thank you for saving my grandma."
Ye Fan had just entered the elevator when he heard footsteps coming from behind.
Then, Tao Shengyi showed up with Dr. Chen and others: "This is 10 million, just a little bit of our kindness."
"It's a little effort, you're welcome."
Ye Fan waved his hand: "Take these ten million back."
He hurried back to eat, and it was difficult to deal with people like Tao Shengyi, so Ye Fan didn't want to take her money.
"Little miracle doctor, we have many misunderstandings. Please forgive me."
"You warned my grandma and then brought her back to life. Ten million is indeed a bit too little."
Tao Shengyi took out another check and handed it to Ye Fan: "This is 100 million, please accept it from the little miracle doctor."
Also, a poor doctor finally saved the Tao family, and he had to make a fortune no matter what. After all, the opportunity was once in a lifetime.
"That's really unnecessary."
Ye Fan refused again: "I saved the old lady, firstly because of the doctor's kindness as a doctor, and secondly because of Dr. Chen's face."
Tao Shengyi wrote out another stack of checks: "One billion!"
"I'm not short of money. I have something to do. I'll leave first."
Ye Fan waved his hand to signal Tao Shengyi to leave, then closed the elevator and quickly went downstairs.
Not satisfied with one billion?
Tao Shengyi and everyone around him took a deep breath, and then everyone turned ugly.
"Do you really want half of the Tao family's wealth? This is too big a deal."
Looking at the elevator going down, Tao Shengyi's pretty face turned cold.
She thought of the promise she made in public at the airport.
Whoever saves grandma will be given half of his wealth.
In her opinion, Ye Fan's refusal of the money was just waiting for him to fulfill his promise.
This appetite is too scary, and he is too out of position.
Her favorable impression of Ye Fan instantly turned into disgust.
Tao Shengyi tilted his head slightly towards a female companion: "Wu Qingyan, remind him that the human heart is not as strong as a snake swallowing an elephant..."
