The patients, family members, and spectators who were blocking the front moved out of the way.
The skill that Ye Fan showed just now has shocked everyone. In one minute, he cured more than a dozen patients with a sudden change of condition. This medical skill is so amazing.
At least in their eyes, Ye Fan is better than Jin Zhilin's four doctors.
"stop!"
Just as Ye Fan approached the woman in yellow, a middle-aged man stood up next to the family members wiping their tears and waved his fist at Ye Fan:
"I won't believe you Jin Zhilin anymore. Jin Zhilin is a quack. I have to wait for an ambulance."
"If you dare to touch my wife, I will beat you to death."
He stared at Ye Fan and shouted: "And if something happens to my wife, I won't let you Jin Zhilin go."
Seeing another conflict here, countless onlookers came closer again, excited to watch the excitement.
Ye Fan grabbed the middle-aged man's fist and calmly met his gaze:
"Your left hand was broken half a year ago, and the recovery is not very good. It will cause severe pain when it rains."
"You also tore a tendon in your right foot. It lasted for almost three years, but it was not treated properly, so now when you run fast, you suddenly become weak and fall down."
"Your ribs have also been broken, more than a dozen times, and your internal organs have also been severely damaged."
"Also, your plastic surgery face has become inflamed due to frequent blows."
"You'd better get treatment as soon as possible and leave the black boxing sparring platform as soon as possible, otherwise you will be disfigured and lose your life."
Ye Fan threw the middle-aged man's hand back and said calmly and calmly: "If you don't think about yourself, you should think about your wife."
Ye Tianci clearly saw that the middle-aged man was stunned, as if he had seen a ghost, and his whole body was completely petrified.
There is no doubt that everything Ye Fan said is true.
The middle-aged man opened his mouth and shouted: "How do you know..."
If he hadn't confirmed that he had undergone plastic surgery to the point where his parents didn't recognize him, he would have suspected that Ye Fan was the one who came to hunt him down.
"Whoosh whoosh-"
Ye Fan did not respond to him, but just came to the side of the woman in yellow. The latter's face turned dark, her eyes were closed tightly, and she pretended to be dead.
Ye Fan asked Dr. Jin Zhilin to bring a box of silver needles. After disinfecting, he immediately started treating the patient quickly.
The middle-aged man wanted to stop him, but in the end he bit his lip and stayed still.
After a while, the woman in yellow's complexion improved a lot, and there was still sweat on her forehead, but she hadn't moved or woke up yet.
Many people shook their heads, not believing that Ye Fan could bring the patient back from the dead.
A few ghost reporters took the opportunity to flatter themselves and continue to smear Chinese medicine: Chinese medicine is trying to be strong and harms patients again, and the hospital floor is full of dead people’s mobile phones...
Ye Fan wiped his sweat, took out a silver needle and pierced the head of the woman in yellow, and at the same time took out the general's jade without attracting attention.
He held the general's jade against the patient's seal and pressed it against it.
"Whoosh——"
Soon, the woman in yellow shuddered, screamed, and opened her frightened eyes.
"Honey, are you awake?"
The middle-aged man was ecstatic when he saw this, and stepped forward to hug the woman.
"Tianjun, I'm so scared. I dreamed that there were so many ghosts pestering me..."
The woman in yellow also trembled and hugged the man. It took a full minute before she stabilized herself.
"Wow, she woke up, she's fine."
The crowd burst into cheers.
"I have cured most of your wife's epilepsy. As long as she takes Chinese medicine according to my prescription for a month, she will completely recover."
Ye Fan washed his hands and wrote a prescription to the middle-aged man: "And she will regain her ability to get pregnant."
The middle-aged couple was ecstatic: "Can my wife still be pregnant?"
The woman in yellow has been unable to get pregnant for many years. She went to the hospital for a check-up and the result was no result. It was just a physical problem. The specific reason is not clear.
"Of course, but the prerequisite is to throw away those two small business mirrors."
Ye Fan pointed at a small mirror hung around the necks of the woman in yellow and the middle-aged man:
"These two Shang mirrors, called Yuanyang mirrors, are antiques from the Shang Dynasty, but they are not daily necessities. They were used to bury Yuanyang when he died, that is, they were buried with mirrors."
"The beasts carved behind the mirror are hideous and terrifying. They are supposed to trap the soul of the owner of the tomb. The longer the soul is trapped, the greater the resentment will become, and it may even turn into a vicious ghost."
"In short, it is an evil thing. This lady wears it on her body all year round. Her body is cold and it is naturally difficult to get pregnant."
Ye Fan put the general jade back into his pocket: "It can even be said that it is also the cause of epilepsy becoming more and more serious."
The middle-aged man's eyes widened: "Then why am I okay?"
Ye Fan looked at the middle-aged man and said calmly:
"The reason why you are okay is that firstly you were born in the Yang year of the Yang year and your Yang energy is very strong, and secondly because you have been boxing all year round and have strong killing intent, making it difficult to get close to you!"
"But if you are older, or your body is too damaged and you are unable to concentrate your killing intent, you will also be affected by it."
"Don't you think you've been injured a lot more this year than before?"
He gave a suggestion: "So if it has no commemorative significance, just throw it away."
Hearing Ye Fan's words, the middle-aged man's face turned pale, and the woman in yellow even got goosebumps on her body and trembled slightly!
They didn't want to believe such evil things, but everything Ye Fan said came true, so they had to believe it.
"The young gentleman is very talented, and our couple has learned a lesson."
The middle-aged man reacted quickly, took out a bank card and said:
"This is our consultation fee, 10,000 yuan, not much, just to express my feelings."
"And all the losses to the medical center are ours. Please estimate how much it will cost, and I... will send it to you in a few days."
His wife's illness has been resolved by visiting many doctors but to no avail. Now that it has been resolved in Jin Zhilin, he is naturally grateful.
"Also, I hope that Mr. Xiao can do a favor and help us deal with this pair of mandarin duck mirrors."
He also took off his and his wife's mirrors and put them on the table, looking at Ye Fan expectantly, hoping it would help solve the problem.
"Okay, I'll help you handle it."
Ye Fan readily agreed, and then pushed the bank card back: "But the money cannot be collected."
"Jin Zhilin promised to give free clinics for three days, and he will give free clinics for three days without any payment."
"One hundred people a day!"
In addition to Jin Zhilin's promise of a free clinic, Ye Fan also saw that the middle-aged man was not well-off, otherwise he would not be a black boxing sparring partner.
"Little sir——"
The middle-aged man was slightly startled: "How can this be done? You cured my wife today, and you also defused our evil spirits. We also smashed things..."
"It's because we are not good at studying medicine. We can't blame you for smashing it."
Ye Fan smiled lightly and then sat down at the consultation table: "Of course, you must apologize and compensate these injured doctors."
The middle-aged man hurriedly apologized to several doctors Jin Zhilin and asked for compensation.
Dr. Jin Zhilin accepted his apology, but also refused to accept compensation from the other party.
"Little sir, this is my business card."
The middle-aged man was very grateful to Ye Fan, and then took out a business card and handed it to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan glanced at it and smiled: "Xiong Tianjun? What a good name."
"Xiong Tianjun?"
Ye Tianci, who was close to Ye Fan, frowned slightly: "How come this guy's name...is the same as that of a Wall Street business genius who has been missing for three years..."
"Sir, you don't accept consultation fees or compensation. We, as a couple, feel really guilty."
Xiong Tianjun looked at Ye Fan and said sincerely: "In this way, if you don't dislike it, I want to gain popularity for Jin Zhilin."
"The young gentleman's medical skills are amazing, but he just lacks an opportunity to be noticed."
He looked at Ye Fan: "Once there is an opportunity to show off, combined with Mr. Xiao's medical skills, Jin Zhilin will definitely become famous."
Ye Fan chuckled: "Can you make it an instant hit?"
Xiong Tianjun exhaled a long breath: "How much slander the young gentleman can bear, I can let you gain as much praise."
Ye Fan became interested: "Okay, Brother Xiong, just let it go. As long as it becomes a hit, I can withstand the storm no matter how hard it is."
Xiong Tianjun was also very happy, stopped talking nonsense, asked Jin Zhilin to find a wooden board, and then hid in a room and wrote hard.
"boom--"
Fifteen minutes later, Xiong Tianjun poked the wooden board at Jin Zhilin's door.
As soon as the sign was flashed, the whole place instantly rioted.
