As a stranger, Lin Zichen didn't want to have any conflicts with the Fang family, but the scene just now seemed to remind him of the Lin family.
Back then, he witnessed his uncle Lin Jianzhong's attitude towards his father. Although they were biological brothers, for the sake of the status of the Lin family, what kind of family ties did he care about?
So, when he heard what Fang Ning, the uncle and aunt of the Fang family said, Lin Zichen couldn't bear it anymore.
"You...who are you, how dare you talk to me like this? Do you know who I am?" The second aunt seemed to be still angry and said reluctantly.
Lin Zichen didn't even look at her again, and walked directly to the ward: "My medical treatment requires absolute silence, otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"
After saying that, he opened the door of the ward, and the others became inexplicably quiet.
In the Fang family, Fang Youwei is not only the eldest son, but also the helmsman of the Yunshan Group. Although they do not believe that Lin Zichen can cure Fang Youwei, no one dares to stop him because they cannot afford this responsibility.
Fang Ning glanced at them and immediately followed them into the ward.
In the ward, not only was Fang Youwei lying on the hospital bed, but Fang Ning's mother, Yang Wanqiu, was sitting by the window, and the most important thing was that there were two old people sitting on the sofa on one side.
One of the two old men is wearing an old-fashioned green military uniform. Despite his age, he still sits upright, while the other is wearing a black Tang suit and looks more elegant. But they have one thing in common, that is, they both have a strong aura.
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Seeing Lin Zichen walking in, the old man in military uniform frowned slightly, his eyes questioning: "This...is Mr. Lin?"
Before Lin Zichen could speak, Fang Ning behind him said: "Grandpa, this is Mr. Lin. He was the one who said before that Di Yanzhi should not be used!"
Hearing this, the old man in Tang suit couldn't help but take a breath, and then squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Zichen.
"Haha, you know about Diyanzhi at such an age? It's really not easy. Young people are terrible. I wonder how you plan to treat Youwei?"
Lin Zichen had already heard about Fang's family. He looked at the two old men. Fang Ning called the old man in military uniform grandpa. This man must be Fang Jingzhi, the former commander of the Dongjiang Military Region. And the old man in Tang suit, haha, if
Yes, it should be Kong Wanchuan, the master of traditional Chinese medicine!
"I need closed treatment. Guys, please get out."
Fang Jingzhi and Kong Wanchuan were stunned by these words, and Fang Ning was stunned. Perhaps this was the first time in her life that she heard someone talking to her grandfather and her teacher like this. If it were someone else, it would be too late to flatter them.
A second ago, Fang Ning was planning to give a simple introduction, but it seemed that it was unnecessary now. Lin Zichen didn't seem to like such clichéd introductions.
"Humph, what an arrogant young man, do you really think I believe you can cure Youwei's disease? Do you know who this person next to me is?" Fang Jingzhi had never experienced such an attitude before, and he immediately became angry.
Lin Zichen shook his head and sneered: "Senior Kong Wanchuan, the master of traditional Chinese medicine who almost used Diyanzhi as medicine!"
"You..." Kong Wanchuan looked like an alpaca. Is this kid a lunatic? He just came in and bit him, "Mr. Fang, that incident was indeed my mistake."
"Okay, I'm sure there's still half an hour left. If none of you care about Fang Youwei's safety, then please do it yourself."
After that, Lin Zichen leaned against the wall lightly, looking indifferent. After all, it was you who asked me to take action. If you are not in a hurry, I have nothing to worry about.
"Okay, okay, I would like to see when a miracle doctor appeared in China. Mr. Lin, please start the treatment!" Kong Wanchuan said.
"I'm sorry, I said that my treatment must be closed treatment, please."
Seeing this, Fang Ning felt something was wrong. Whether it was Fang Jingzhi or Kong Wanchuan, they were people who could shake the earth by stomping their feet in China. If this continued, treatment would definitely be delayed.
"Grandpa, teacher, how about... let's go out. Now, at least for now, we can only trust Mr. Lin, right?"
The words woke up the dreamer, and Fang Jingzhi snorted coldly: "Huh, for the sake of my son's success, I will avoid it, but young man, if you can't cure him, so what?"
"Hahaha, you are really overbearing," Lin Zichen laughed, "Foreign hospitals are not good at treating people, and the Dongjiang Military Region Hospital is also helpless. Even senior Kong Wanchuan is helpless, isn't he? What did you do to them?
Why does it have to be cured as soon as you get here? What kind of theory is this? If so, I won’t treat you!"
With that said, Lin Zichen turned around and left. Fang Ning quickly grabbed him: "Mr. Lin, grandpa doesn't mean that. I beg you to take action. My father is really dying."
At this time, Fang Youwei was on the hospital bed, his face turned gloomy again, and Lin Zichen's power to maintain him gradually weakened, and he once again appeared to be in a terminal state.
Lin Zichen couldn't help but sigh: "That's all, you go out first, I'm ready to start."
This time, Fang Jingzhi didn't say anything else. After all, Lin Zichen had almost given up his life just now. If he ignored it at this time, I'm afraid the Fang family would have no choice but to watch Fang Youwei's condition worsen until...
Although Kong Wanchuan still wanted to see how Lin Zichen planned to treat Fang Youwei, in this situation, he did not dare to neglect and walked out with Fang Jingzhi. After all, he could not bear the responsibility if it was delayed.
After Fang Ning helped her mother Yang Wanqiu out, she closed the door of the ward completely. Lin Zichen approached the hospital bed and felt for Fang Youwei's pulse with one hand.
"The critical condition has reached its limit. I'm afraid Hua Tuo can't be saved." As he said this, Lin Zichen took out the Nourishing Pulse Pill, and the warm color appeared in front of his eyes. He smiled slightly, "But even if Hua Tuo is alive, how can he be with me?"
Compare?"
Martial arts is the great road. What Lin Zichen uses must not be medical skills, but the art of bringing the dead back to life. No matter how your energy and blood are exhausted, as long as you still have breath, I will reshape your flesh and blood!
Lin Zichen put all three Yangmai Pills into Fang Youwei's mouth. The Yangmai Pills were not ordinary medicines, but were refined with real fire. They melted in the mouth and instantly turned into gas in Fang Youwei's mouth and entered the meridians and even Dantian.
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"With my Qi conditioning, you can recover in five days!"
Lin Zichen slapped Fang Youwei on the back with one palm, and the latter suddenly jumped forward and spit out a mouthful of dark black blood, which was the filth in his body.
Then, he pressed one finger on the three acupuncture points on Youwei's neck, armpit and wrist, and traces of true energy flowed into Fang Youwei's body. Like the spring breeze after the cold winter, waves of vitality emerged spontaneously.
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After about ten minutes, Lin Zichen took a deep breath: "Save your life!"
He helped Fang Youwei lie down on the bed and immediately opened the door to the ward. At this time, more people were standing at the door. In addition to Kong Wanchuan and the people from the Fang family, Wu Xian also brought many experts, waiting for this time
Results of treatment.
The moment the door opened, everyone felt a surge of heat coming out. Lin Zichen looked calmly at everyone's expectant expressions, and Fang Jingzhi asked with concern: "How's it going?"
Lin Zichen did not answer, but chuckled and walked outside.
"Humph, he's just a young man, and it seems he can't do anything about it!" Fang Dequan shook his head.
"Then how can we let him go? How to calculate the medical expenses? Refund the money!" The third aunt did not forget to ask.
"Third Aunt, what are you talking about?" Fang Ning said with wide eyes.
Lin Zichen ignored it completely. As soon as he reached the end of the corridor, he heard Kong Wanchuan's voice coming from the ward: "This... is simply a miracle. I have never heard of such medical skills!"