Seeing the people coming and going, busy holding the wreath, Zhao Anran was completely panicked.
An hour ago, he also had a phone call with Shishou and asked Li Qubing to treat Shishou.
Only an hour has passed, and the mourning hall has been built, obviously preparing for the funeral.
"Young Master, something is going to happen!"
Zhao Anran exclaimed, rushed out of the car decisively, and hurried into the second floor of the villa with Lin Pingfan.
In the room, there was a whimpering sound, accompanied by the sound of "dripping" of instruments.
Zheng Yuanwen was fainted when he lay on the bed. His face was blue and purple, and an oxygen tube was inserted into his nostrils.
Five or six people stood in the room and bowed their heads and were silent, showing their sadness.
"Madam, how is the head of the city like??"
"Why did you suddenly build a mourning hall?"
Entering the room, Zhao Anran anxiously asked the city's first wife Hong Xueman.
There is also a curve displayed on the monitor. Although the amplitude is not large, it means that Zheng Yuanwen is still alive and will not be able to set up a mourning hall.
"Zhao Anran, you...you dare to come!"
"If it weren't for you, Yuanwen... how could he not be able to save him!"
Hong Xueman cried in a low voice, tears soaking her makeup, and scolded Zhao Anran angrily.
With her anger, the other five or six people in the room stared at him with malicious eyes!
Zhao Anran was stunned, not understanding why he took his anger on him!
"Madam, what are you saying this!"
"I got the news that something happened in the city first place and rushed to the first place."
"And also bring a miracle doctor who has a wonderful hand to rejuvenate the city!"
Hong Xueman wiped away the tears in the corners of his eyes, twitched his nose, and his eyes were full of reproach and questioned Zhao Anran: "Zhao Anran, Yuanwen was seriously ill and bedridden last night. He called you in the middle of the night but turned off the phone!"
"Everyone knows that Doctor Li, a genius in the imperial capital, was recently in Haizhou. His purpose in coming to Haizhou is to treat you!"
"But when Yuanwen called Dr. Li last night, he said he didn't have time and was treating a very important person!"
"Zhao Anran, whose life is more important than the life of the city leader!? He dared not come to treat the city leader!"
The more Hong Xueman spoke, the more excited he became. The more he said, the more he was talking, Li Qubing was treating Zhao Anran last night, so he ignored Zheng Yuanwen.
Zhao Anran was confused when he listened to Hong Xueman's words.
His phone was turned off last night, but his illness had been cured by Lin Pingfan long ago!
In addition, he was not with Li Qubing last night, and he didn't know who he treated him!
"Madam, how could I not let Dr. Li treat the city's first place?!"
"I really didn't stay with Dr. Li last night. If I were with him, how could I let him..."
"Enough!"
Zhao Anran just explained halfway, and Hong Xueman directly interrupted him: "Zhao Anran, you don't need to explain, your attitude has already explained everything!"
"Is he the so-called miracle doctor who rejuvenates his life??"
As he said that, Hong Xueman pointed at Lin Pingfan angrily. Her actions made Lin Pingfan frown. She felt that she was not very good at lying in the gun.
"Even if you don't let Li Qubing come, you can find a famous doctor in Haizhou and you can still live up to your face!"
"I think he doesn't even have hair growth, so he wants to treat Yuanwen? Zhao Anran, Yuanwen treats you well, how can you treat him like this? Find something that doesn't even have hair growth to perfunctorily treat us!"
Facing Hong Xueman's accusations, Zhao Anran couldn't say anything about his pain.
"Madam, I know how the city's first treats me, so I specially invited Xiaoyou Lin to treat the city's first illness!"
"Even my illness was treated by Xiaoyou Lin!"
Although Zhao Anran forced his explanation, who would believe that a young man in his twenties has superb medical skills!?
"Zhao Anyran, get out of the Zheng family, the Zheng family will not welcome you!"
Zheng Yuanwen's son Zheng Rongxuan had a gloomy face at this time, spoke angrily, and directly issued an order to expel guests.
At this moment, Zhao Anran was completely panicked and didn't know what to do, so he looked at Lin Pingfan for help.
Lin Pingfan always observed Zheng Yuanwen's situation.
Although his breathing was weak and his breath was as weak as silk, his condition was weak, and his eyebrows were flashing with a faint black haze, he was indeed terminally ill.
"If you talk a little longer, Zheng Shishou will really return to the west."
He spoke slowly and interrupted everyone.
"Bold, you dare to curse my father!" Zheng Rongxuan's face suddenly darkened and he scolded him sternly!
Hong Xueman was furious and pointed at Lin Pingfan's nose and shouted: "What are you? How can you speak here!"
"Get out with Zhao Anran immediately, otherwise my Zheng family will not let you go!"
Faced with the reprimand of the two, Lin Pingfan was expressionless and did not get angry: "If I turn around and leave, the mourning hall downstairs will be really used!"
Just one thing about this, let alone Hong Xueman and his son, even the other Zheng family members were instantly furious!
Someone actually dared to curse the death of the city in front of them. Such a person deserves to die!
"Mad, you dare to curse my father and seek death!"
Zheng Rongxuan's eyes became ruthless, he picked up the chair beside him and rushed towards Lin Pingfan.
"If I don't curse him, will he not die??"
"Even if you don't believe me, you should have heard a saying, "A dead horse is a living horse."
"Although it's not nice, it's much better than you doing nothing."
After Lin Pingfan said this, Zheng Rongxuan immediately stopped impulsive behavior and his face was gloomy and bright.
The whole room was also silent, and they did nothing!
"What a dead horse is treated as a living horse. Didn't Zhao Anran say that you have a way to save my father? Then you can treat it!"
"If my father was not saved, all the responsibilities and consequences will be borne by you!"
Zheng Rongxuan suppressed his anger and said in a low voice.
"no problem."
Lin Pingfan agreed without hesitation, which made the Zheng family stunned, not understanding where he got his confidence.
If all the blame is blamed on him afterwards, he will face death.
"But, what if I save Zheng Shishou, what should I say?"
When faced with Lin Pingfan's words, everyone sneered at them and showed a contemptuous expression.
Zheng Rongxuan sneered gloomyly: "Haha, if you can save my father, I will kneel down and thank you!"
Lin Pingfan didn't say anything extra nonsense. After nodding, he walked to Zheng Yuanwen's bed in diameter.
After a moment of palm, a silver needle suddenly appeared.
It directly pierced into the Tianling acupoint above Zheng Yuanwen's head.
This shot is fast, accurate and stable!
Immediately afterwards, a second silver needle was pierced.
Punch into the temple accurately.
Start and fall.
Then there is the third, the fourth, the fifth...
The thirteenth silver needle penetrates the Renzhong point!
The room was extremely quiet, and time seemed to be still, and everyone was staring at Zheng Yuanwen nervously.
Zheng Yuanwen's originally pale face was really covered in blood.
Even the breathing became stable and powerful, with a peaceful expression!
Everyone present was stunned on the spot and looked at Zheng Yuanwen whose chest was constantly fluctuating in disbelief.
"alright."
Suddenly, Lin Pingfan's words broke the silence and looked at Zheng Rongxuan with a cold look.