Dong Yu's group of people lying at the door, listening to the sound of games coming from the room, their eyes almost popped out.
What's going on?
Why are people playing Honor of Kings?
It shouldn’t be!
Ouyang Li and Hua Jian definitely don't know how to play this game.
The doctors inside definitely don’t dare to play games at this time.
So those who play games...
Damn it, Zhang Fan is playing a game?
Could it be said that the old man was cured?
Immediately, Dong Yu gently opened the door and pushed it open a crack!
Ouyang Feng and Hua Ji were also lying beside the door, their eyes peering through the crack in the door.
However, when they looked at Zhang Fan who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa and concentrating on playing games, their hand slipped and pushed the door open.
"Ouch!"
Dong Yu was thrown under him by Ouyang Feng and Hua Ji, and he suddenly let out a scream.
"Why did you get in? Get out!"
Ouyang Li and Hua Jian shouted at the same time.
They are still very angry now. Damn it, this guy Zhang Fan actually went to play games by himself halfway through the treatment, leaving the two of them staring at each other.
Now that I see Dong Yu and the others making such a fuss, it’s strange that they can look good on them!
"Well, we heard the sound of games in the house and thought the old man was cured, so!"
Ouyang Feng quickly climbed up, dragged a chair, and pushed it next to Ouyang Li: "Grandpa, please sit down."
However, his eyes were fixed on Dong Shang.
Seeing the black blood all over his body, Ouyang Feng ran to Zhang Fan and asked, "Are you ready?"
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes: "How can it be so easy?"
Immediately, Zhang Fan also raised his head and asked: "How long?"
"Fifty-nine minutes."
The doctor standing not far away looked at the time and said.
"Oh, it's almost done." Zhang Fan stood up, threw down his cell phone, walked to Dong Shang's side, and with flying hands, he immediately pulled out the silver needle on Dong Shang's body.
Suddenly, the black blood surged even more violently.
Seeing such a scene, a group of doctors felt chills running down their backs.
Mr. Dong Shang was already extremely weak. Now that he has lost so much black blood, he will not die of excessive blood loss, right?
Thinking of this, cold sweat suddenly broke out on the foreheads of a group of doctors.
"Go wash up the old man!"
Zhang Fan said, then took out his mobile phone and started playing a game.
Watching this scene, the cold sweat on the foreheads of a group of doctors suddenly became the size of bead beads.
However, they quickly and carefully lifted the old man and walked to the bathroom.
Ten minutes later, the old man was carried back. Ouyang Li and Hua Jian looked overjoyed when they saw the green spots on the old man's body faded.
"Xiaofan, is this okay?" Ouyang Li asked.
Zhang Fan shook his head: "It's far away."
Immediately, Zhang Fan raised his hand, took out a set of silver needles, and pierced Dong Shang's body again.
Half an hour later, Zhang Fan took off the silver needle, took paper and pen, and started writing quickly.
I wrote a full twenty pages, and each page was densely packed with words.
"Twenty days of treatment, follow the instructions above. In the morning, take the old man to the sun show. If you still have problems, come back to me." As he said that, Zhang Fan took his mobile phone and played the game over and over again.
Went out.
"ah?"
A group of people in the room were confused, including Gao Yuan.
Is this good?
Damn it, do you want to be so casual?
Gao Yuan took a quick step and grabbed the prescription written by Zhang Fan, his eyes sweeping across like lightning.
"How about it?"
Ouyang Li also walked over and asked quickly.
"Oh my god, you can actually prepare medicine like this."
After reading the first prescription, Gao Yuan's face already showed an extremely excited look.
There are more than 80 kinds of medicinal materials, and many of them are highly poisonous.
Is there really no problem with dispensing medicine like this?
"I can't tell. You can only see the effect after taking the medicine."
Gao Yuan said, after all, he had seen Zhang Fan's weird methods.
Zhang Dongyang's hand, Ye Yanran's illness, and Weng Shuang's illness were all cured by Zhang Fan.
However, regarding Dong Shang's illness, famous doctors throughout Kyoto and even China held seven or eight seminars, but nothing could be done.
Nerve atrophy, muscle atrophy, and internal organs bleeding. Of these three aspects, only muscle atrophy can be solved, but there is no way to deal with the other two.
Moreover, the prerequisite for treating muscle atrophy is to allow Dong Shang to recover from his coma.
However, Dong Shang's nerves withered, making it impossible for him to wake up.
How the hell is this playing!
Now, tell me, you just spent less than two hours and then prescribed a bunch of medicines?
Although there are nearly a hundred types of medicines on each list, have you really solved the problem of pharmacological incompatibility?
Seeing Zhang Fan come out, Dong Qing and his group who were standing at the door also walked up quickly.
"Senior Zhang Fan? Is my old man okay?" Dong Qing asked quickly.
"Hey." Zhang Fan sighed and immediately put his phone into his pocket.
However, Dong Qing and the others were dumbfounded when they saw Zhang Fan's expression.
Could it be said that the old man is really hopeless?
A moment ago, the expressions of a group of people darkened.
If the old man can't survive, the entire Dong family will be in ruins. There is a lot of business, and they can't handle it without the old man's intervention.
"What are you doing with that expression?" Zhang Fan asked.
Dong Qing shook his head and immediately said to the people around him: "Let's prepare for the funeral. Go and inform the old man's old friends and come to see the old man one last time."
Zhang Fan was stunned: "I said, what are you doing? I didn't say that your old man is dying."
Hearing Zhang Fan's voice, the expressions of the Dong family changed suddenly. However, Dong Qing also looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief: "Senior Zhang Fan, do you mean that my old man is okay?"
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes: "I took action, will anything happen?"
"Then why are you shaking your head and sighing?" A group of Dong family members exclaimed.
Only then did Zhang Fan react: "What are you thinking? I just played a game and my teammates were too weak. I can't save the world by myself!"
"puff!"
A group of people felt a sweetness in their throats and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Your sister, are you still in the mood to play games at this time?
Damn it, don’t you know that patients’ families are most afraid of doctors shaking their heads and sighing?
"But having said that, your old man was poisoned this time. Some people in your Dong family hope that your old man will die soon." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.
"What?"
"Poisoned?"
Even Ouyang Li and Hua Jian in the room screamed.
"Yes, otherwise how could the old man's body be in such a condition? Moreover, this kind of poison is a chronic poison. He has been poisoned for more than a year," Zhang Fan said.
"One year?"
The eyes of Dong Qing and the others burst out with extremely strong murderous intent.