The girl in purple is very thin and about the same age as Sissi.
The look on his face at this moment was indescribable pain.
She was holding her stomach with one hand, sweat dripping from her face.
Liu Siwen and others continued to treat them, but they also kept shaking their heads, as if they were helpless:
"If it doesn't work, send him to a big hospital, send him to a big hospital."
Liu Siwen took out his mobile phone and prepared to dial 120.
Ever since he followed Ye Fan, he has never been brave again.
If you can cure it, try your best. If you can't cure it, just admit that your level is limited.
When Ye Fan saw this, he shouted to Liu Siwen: "Doctor Liu, what's wrong?"
"Master Ye, it's great that you are here!"
Liu Siwen was stunned when he saw Ye Fan, and then he was happy: "This patient can be saved."
"Quick, quick, get out of the way and let Mr. Ye come to treat you!"
He hurriedly pushed several doctors aside and asked Ye Fan to come over and treat the girl in purple.
"We were treating a neighbor just now, and suddenly a young woman wearing a mask came to the hospital."
"That woman drives a Porsche and is very powerful. Although she can't see her appearance clearly, she can tell that she is very beautiful."
"With such a strong aura, she didn't say a word, thrust the girl in purple into our hands, dropped a thousand yuan and ran away."
"When we were leaving, she told us that after curing the little girl, she would throw her into an orphanage."
"We didn't know what was going on, but when we saw something was wrong with the girl in purple, we immediately gave her medical treatment."
"I checked and found that she had a gastric ulcer."
"It's just that I gave her medicine and treated her, but she didn't get better. I'm going to send her to the hospital."
Liu Siwen briefly described the matter: "Otherwise, I would be worried that something might happen to her."
"Let me see!"
Although Ye Fan was surprised that someone would leave a child in a medical clinic like this, he was not too curious at the moment.
Seeing the girl in purple, he remembered Sissi when she lost her eyes, and felt indescribable anxiety and pity in his heart.
He rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to diagnose and treat the girl in purple.
Soon, Ye Fan frowned and looked at the little girl with her eyes closed, thoughtfully.
Liu Siwen hurriedly whispered: "Master Ye, is it difficult? How about letting the hospital take over?"
"She does have gastric ulcers, but that's not the main cause...it's okay, I can treat it."
Ye Fan sighed, without explaining too much, and waved his left hand: "Bring me the silver needle."
He also regretted that his Life and Death Stone was gone, otherwise he could have cured the little girl as quickly as possible.
Seeing her in so much pain, Ye Fan always returned to the Langguo Hospital with heartache and lungs.
Liu Siwen quickly brought the silver needle over.
"Swish swish——"
Ye Fan sterilized the silver needle and then stabbed it at the girl in purple.
The nine-needle flowing cloud and flowing water not only made Liu Siwen dazzled, but also made the girl in purple look better.
The pain eased, the sweat on my forehead stopped permeating, and my breathing became smoother.
Liu Siwen said happily: "Master Ye, he is getting better."
"Swish swish——"
Ye Fan didn't respond and turned the nine needles again.
After a while, the girl in purple looked pained again, and then spat out a mouthful of black blood.
The black blood is rich and has a pungent smell.
Afterwards, the girl in purple's pain dissipated, and she lay straight on the bed and fell asleep.
Liu Siwen asked curiously: "Master Ye, what's wrong with her?"
"Acute gastric ulcer, but I have the condition under control."
Ye Fan avoided the serious and took the easy: "I'll boil some pills later, and the little girl will be fine after taking it for half a month."
Then he wrote a prescription to Liu Siwen and asked him to do it.
The patient suffered from a man-made gastric ulcer and was even more worried. However, Ye Fan could not reveal the patient's privacy.
Ye Fan could also brew Chinese medicine for the little girl to drink, but he was worried that it would be too difficult for her to drink it.
Moreover, this stomach problem needs some time to recover, and the little girl seems to be unable to take medicine, so she makes pills.
Liu Siwen didn't ask any more questions, took the prescription to prepare the medicine, and then handed it over to Ye Fan to brew it.
Ye Fan rushed into the kitchen to tinker, and an hour later, he came out holding thirty pills.
It's dark but not autumn, but the fragrance is overflowing.
He pinched one and fed it to the girl in purple.
Then pour in a large cup of clean water.
The girl in purple's complexion improved again, and soon she became like a normal person, and the hand that was covering her stomach was loosened.
Liu Siwen asked again: "Master Ye, what kind of medicine is this? Is it so magical?"
"Stomach medicine."
Ye Fan did not hide anything: "A pill that has the effect of diagnosing and treating gastric ulcers and gastric bleeding."
"So magical?"
Liu Siwen was shocked: "When I first treated the little girl, I gave her two Stomach Holy Spirit pills."
"That's the best stomach medicine on the market, with a six-star level and the best effect in the world!"
"But after taking two pills, she didn't get much better. Your medicine is much more powerful than the Stomach Holy Spirit."
He couldn't figure it out, how could the world-famous Gastrointestinal Spirit, which cost almost a hundred dollars, not be as good as the pills prepared by Ye Fan?
"Six stars?"
Ye Fan smiled noncommittally: "My stomach medicine has a seven-star effect."
"Ah, Qixing?"
Liu Siwen was extremely shocked: "Wouldn't that kill the Stomach Holy Spirit instantly?"
"If this drug is mass-produced, I'm afraid it will sell like crazy, and it will destroy the century-old Swiss pharmaceutical company."
"You know, there are 800 million gastric disease patients in the world, and these are registered after treatment."
"In addition, those who have not registered will probably be frightened to death."
"Even on this island, which has seafood and beer all year round, there are more than one million people suffering from stomach problems."
He became excited: "Master Ye, I think you can apply for a patent for mass production, so that Island Jin Zhilin can become an instant hit."
He has always trusted Ye Fan. When Ye Fan said Qixing, he had no doubts at all.
"Is there such a big market for this medicine for stomach problems?"
Ye Fanfeng Qingyun smiled lightly and pointed at the prescription on the table:
"You are so interested, I'll leave this matter to you."
"The prescription I just gave you is a stomach medicine formula. You can apply for patent protection and let the Medical Alliance test and grade the effect."
"Then we'll see if the production line can be put into production."
"If it can be produced, this medicine will become the flagship product of Haidao Jinzhilin."
"And you can share one percent of the profit from its sale."
He didn't care much about whether the stomach medicine was profitable or not, but he became more interested when he heard that it could seize the foreign pharmaceutical market.
Instead of letting outsiders make money from the people of China, it is better to make money from all over the world yourself.
"Thank you, Master Ye, thank you, Master Ye, I will make arrangements right away."
Liu Siwen jumped up with joy, grabbed the prescription and waved his fist.
Once this prescription is successful, it will not only make him a lot of money, but also make him famous.
He once again felt that following Ye Fan was the most correct choice in his life.
Ye Fan ignored Liu Siwen and just reached into the pocket of the girl in purple clothes and took out a card and a black ring.
The card has a smiling face and a name——
Ling smiled.
The black ring is exquisitely made and has four characters written on the inner ring.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and felt a little more moved: "The King of Thousand Kings?"
