You know, no matter how dandy or decadent Fan Ziqiang is, Fan Guohua will not be as angry as he is today, only when he met Ye Zihao.
Therefore, it is no wonder that Fan Ziqiang is so confused.
So, he asked in confusion, "Dad! You...you actually scolded me for him?"
"Hmph! Do you know who he is?"
Fan Guohua said with a serious face.
"He... who is he?" Fan Ziqiang was stunned and asked in surprise.
"Hmph! He is the famous Doctor Ye! He came here specially to treat me this time, but how dare you take action against Doctor Ye?"
Fan Guohua cursed very angrily.
In fact, when Fan Guohua heard Fan Dong talk about Ye Zihao's performance at the Chinese medicine exchange meeting, he suddenly became excited.
Because he also knew Zhao Zhi, he naturally knew what level Zhao Zhi's medical skills had reached, and Ye Zihao's medical skills far exceeded Zhao Zhi, which made him look forward to his recovery.
"Miracle Doctor Ye? Huh! I think he is just a magician! Dad, you must not believe him! He is deceiving you."
Fan Ziqiang gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.
"Fooling?" Ye Zihao raised the corners of his mouth slightly and sneered: "You are sick!"
"Damn it! You dare to scold me? You are the only one who is sick, your whole family is sick!"
Suddenly, Fan Ziqiang became angry.
"Have you recently had any signs of backache, dryness, night sweats, sweating, dizziness, tinnitus, etc.?" Ye Zihao asked with a cold expression.
"You...how did you know?"
In an instant, Fan Ziqiang was shocked.
"I am a miracle doctor! Of course I know! This is a symptom of kidney deficiency. Do you not have sex for more than 1 minute each time? You are overindulging!"
Ye Zihao said unceremoniously.
"You have a weak kidney, and your whole family is overindulging in sex! Damn it!"
Suddenly, Fan Ziqiang was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick.
You know, there is a saying that goes like this, men cannot say that they are not good, and women cannot say that they do not want it!
When Ye Zihao exposed his shortcomings in public, any man would feel that his self-esteem was frustrated.
"Zi Qiang! Why don't you shut up?"
Fan Guohua looked serious and scolded him coldly.
"Huh! Dad, I said he is a magic stick! He is a magic stick! Since you don't listen to me, then you can do it yourself!"
After saying that, Fan Ziqiang turned and left with a dark face.
When Fan Guohua saw this, he could only sigh slightly, and then said apologetically to Ye Zihao, "Doctor Ye! I was the one who failed to teach my son well. I beg you to forgive me!"
"fine!"
Ye Zihao said lightly and said.
"Doctor Ye! Let's not talk about what happened just now. Can you check on my dad now to see if it is possible for him to recover?"
Fan Dong asked very urgently.
"Mr. Fan's illness! He can recover!" Ye Zihao nodded and said.
"real?"
Suddenly, Fan Dong became excited.
Fan Guohua on the side asked in surprise, "Mr. Ye, you don't need to take my pulse to know my condition?"
At this time, Ye Zihao explained: "Mr. Fan, I can actually see a doctor at a glance! Your condition is called paralysis! If I guess correctly, you have been sick for at least 5 years, right?"
"You...you actually know that?"
Suddenly, Fan Guohua was surprised.
"I not only know the time when you got sick, but also know that when you get sick, you have severe pain in your waist, you don't dare to bend or stretch, your face is bruised, your lips are white, you are depressed, and you moan. Am I right? Mr. Fan!"
Ye Zihao explained calmly.
"Ha ha!"
"Ha ha!"
"As expected of Dr. Ye, everything you said hit the mark!! Haha!"
…
Suddenly, Fan Guohua began to admire Ye Zihao's medical skills.
Fan Dong on the side asked curiously: "Mr. Ye, what is the cause of my father's illness?"
"This disease is caused by osteoarthritis in which wind-cold-dampness evil invades the meridians and penetrates deep into the muscles and bones. If my guess is correct, the root cause of this disease should be that Mr. Fan suffered severe frostbite when he was young, right?"
Ye Zihao explained and said.
"Yes! When I was young, I once got lost in the heavy snow in Northeast China and almost lost my life!"
Fan Guohua nodded quickly, admiring Ye Zihao's medical skills more and more in his heart.
At this time, Fan Dong on the side asked urgently: "Then...then Doctor Ye, how do you plan to cure my father's disease?"
"First of all, pungent and warm substances are needed to clear the twelve meridians, remove wind and stretch muscles, activate blood circulation and regulate qi. Myrrh is bitter and smooth into the twelve meridians, dispersing stagnant qi and unblocking stagnant blood. Then use salvia miltiorrhiza to break up the blood, and hematoxylin to promote blood circulation and remove congestion..."
Ye Zihao started talking eloquently, and what he said gave Fan Guohua and the others a feeling of enlightenment.
"high!"
"It's really high!"
"Miracle Doctor Ye, my eyes have been opened today! You are indeed a boy born from a miracle doctor!! Haha! I really admire you! I admire you so much!"
…
Fan Guohua laughed, obviously shocked by Ye Zihao's medical skills.
At this time, Ye Zihao smiled and said very humbly, "Mr. Fan, you have given me the award!"
"I'm not praising you, but telling the truth! You are simply the reincarnation of Hua Tuo!" Fan Guohua said with great admiration.
"Where there!"
Ye Zihao smiled and said nothing more.
Immediately afterwards, he wrote a prescription and ordered Fan Guohua to take it according to the course of treatment.
"Doctor Ye! I'm so grateful to you today! Otherwise, it's getting late, so you can eat here and stay one night! We'll leave early tomorrow morning, okay?"
Fan Guohua said very gratefully.
"this……"
Ye Zihao was hesitant, but Fan Dong on the side persuaded him: "Miracle Doctor Ye! My dad is right! It's too late to go back now! Just be a guest at my house today!"
"Okay! I'll bother you then!"
Ye Zihao knew that it was hard to refuse such kindness, so he had no choice but to agree.
"Great!! Dong'er! You ask the chef at home to prepare a big meal, and we will treat Doctor Ye well!"
Fan Guohua said very happily.
"I see!"
Fan Dong nodded, naturally knowing how to deal with it.
…
While the Fan family wanted to treat Ye Zihao well, Fan Ziqiang still hated Ye Zihao.
You know, Fan Ziqiang is a person who loves face very much. Now Ye Zihao is humiliating himself in front of so many people. How can he swallow this bad breath?
So, he decided to give Ye Zihao some color.
Immediately, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a person's phone number.
Soon, the call was dialed.
As soon as the phone call came through, Fan Ziqiang said coldly to the other party: "Kill someone for me! The reward is 1 million!"