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Chapter 82 Accident Occurs

"It doesn't matter, just follow the design I told you."

Since Li Fan insisted, the two said nothing more. Zhao Tianao took notes while discussing some general dimensions and layout with Li Fan.

"ah!"

The two of them were lowering their heads to discuss when they suddenly heard Ma Long next to them yell, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

The two of them turned around and saw that Ma Long was holding his chest and panting violently, with a very painful facial expression.

"Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Tianao squatted aside and asked anxiously.

"Medicine...medicine...medicine..." Ma Long kept mumbling this word. Zhao Tianao knelt down and searched for it on his body. Li Fan also searched for it in his bag.

But neither of them was found.

Zhao Tianao was already sweating with anxiety. Ma Long had been kind to him, so seeing him like this, he was naturally very anxious.

"Mr. Ma, where is the medicine? Where is the medicine?"

But Ma Long seemed like he couldn't hear what he said. He just clutched his chest with a painful expression and murmured: "Medicine...medicine...medicine..."

"Gong Zhao, would you please give me a chance and let me take a look?"

"Ah good."

Although he didn't know why, Zhao Tianao still gave way.

Li Fan checked Ma Long's pulse and frowned. Ma Long had heart palpitations, which could only be suppressed but not eradicated with medication. This kind of heart palpitations was hereditary.

"Li...Mr. Li, do you know how to treat a doctor?" Zhao Tianao asked Li Fan while taking out a plan and giving it to Ma Long as a fan.

"Know a little bit."

Seeing Li Fan frowning, Zhao Tianao asked anxiously: "Is there something wrong with Mr. Ma?"

"not too good."

"Ah? Then I'll call 120 quickly." Zhao Tianao quickly took out his mobile phone to call the emergency hotline.

"No, I can cure him. What I mean is that his disease is not easy to eradicate. It's hereditary."

"Ah? That's troubling you."

I saw Li Fan taking out a very simple but obviously valuable leather bag. After opening it, there were a row of needles from large to small. Each needle was glowing with silver. It looked like it was made of good materials and was extremely sharp.

"Li...Mr. Li, what do you want to do?"

"Acupuncture."

"Shouldn't this be disinfected first? And is it really possible?" It's not that Zhao Tian'ao wants to question Li Fan. In fact, he is not old and is not a professional doctor. This is a life that is suffering from illness. No one can

It is impossible to trust a businessman without any reason.

If Li Fan's tapping or massage was okay, but he really used needles, what would Ma Long do if he pricked the wrong place, and who would be responsible for this?

"Are you sure? He is in pain now and in poor physical condition."

Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and when he inherited the Thirteen Techniques of Huitian Needle, he indeed promised the old man to use his medical skills to save people more often.

But he is not Guanyin Bodhisattva, and he has no desire to save all sentient beings. If Zhao Tianao disagrees, he will naturally not forcefully save people.

Zhao Tianao looked at Ma Long, who was becoming more and more miserable, and then at Li Fan, who looked calm. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Mr. Li, can I trust you?"

"Whatever." Li Fan said and was about to put the needle away.

"No, help!" After saying that, Zhao Tianao closed his eyes tightly and stared at Ma Long nervously.

Li Fan silently recited several important acupuncture points in his mind, and something magical happened. Li Fan didn't hold the needle in his hand, but the needle came out of the bag and pierced Ma Long's body.

Zhao Tianao was stunned. How could this be done? This is unscientific.

Even Ma Long, who was in great pain just now, his eyes widened. Although he was speechless in pain, he was conscious and could clearly see everything happening here. At this time, he no longer had time to think about angina pectoris.

, as if the pain had been transferred by Li Fan's magical operation.

Three workers also stood nearby, dumbfounded.

For a time, Beishan, which was bustling just now, was now filled with silence, with only a few chirps from the occasional passing birds and animals.

In about a quarter of an hour, Li Fan put the needle into the bag using the same method.

He put away the things, patted Ma Long on the shoulder, and asked, "Mr. Ma, are you feeling better now?"

Only then did the five people come back to their senses. Ma Long carefully felt the changes in his body and found that he was not uncomfortable at all and was even more energetic than before.

My angina pectoris, which was tortured to the point of collapse in the past and could only be suppressed by medication, actually got better without medication this time.

Ma Long held Li Fan's hand excitedly: "Thank you, Mr. Li."

He thought that at Sheng Wenxuan's house, Sheng Wenxuan said that the young man in front of him cured his leg. He thought that Sheng Wenxuan was hiding something for himself. Now it seems that Sheng Wenxuan was telling the truth.

"Mr. Li, is it really you who took care of Mr. Sheng's illness?"

"yes."

Ma Long suddenly knelt down in front of Li Fan and startled him.

He took Li Fan's hand and asked: "Mr. Li, can this disease be cured? What I mean is, unfortunately, I have a younger son who also inherited this angina pectoris, which is more severe than mine. Now I don't dare to let him go."

go to school."

Ma Long was really excited. He had long been disappointed that he had this disease, and it was not impossible for him to rely on medicine for so many years.

The pitiful thing is his little son. He is so young and cute. Will he have to suffer from this disease for the rest of his life?

"Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma, you get up first." Li Fan pulled Ma Long up with a strong force.

It would be really fatal to just kneel down.

"Your condition is hereditary. It's in your genes. I can't guarantee you that it will be fine at the moment, but I'll try my best. As for your son, everyone's physique is different. I have to see it myself to know."

"Thank you, Mr. Li!" Ma Long said it sincerely.

"In this way, Tian'ao, all the expenses for Mr. Li's factory will be paid directly to me. I will help Mr. Li build this factory."

He sounded very excited. If Li Fan could cure both his father and son, let alone this small factory, no matter how big it was, he could take over the contract.

God knows that he is worried about this disease every day, fearing that if he doesn't eat in time, he will die, and he still has a family to feed.

Li Fan smiled and said nothing. It could be seen that Ma Long was really excited.

Zhao Tianao reminded: "Mr. Ma, Mr. Sheng has already contracted the expenses of this factory."

Only when Zhao Tian'ao reminded him did he remember it and patted his forehead: "I forgot about it in such a hurry. Mr. Sheng has already given me the deposit."

"Then Mr. Li, what do you want? As long as I, Ma Long, can do it, it doesn't matter."

"Mr. Ma, don't get excited first. We'll talk about what you want later. If I agree, I will definitely do my best."

Hearing Li Fan's assurance, Ma Long felt relieved.


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