Chapter 806: Tricks
Ye Fan originally wanted to blackmail, but he was turned against Jin Zhiyuan, and he could only dispel his thoughts.
Jin Zhiyuan was in a hurry, and after putting on her clothes, she asked Ye Fan to go with her to see the patient.
Obviously the patient is very important to her.
Ye Fan didn't twist either, and followed her through two houses, three open spaces, and then came to a small courtyard.
Before he got close to the courtyard, a big man flashed out in secret, blocking Ye Fan's way with an indifferent face.
The big man is about two meters, as strong as a mountain, and he can't say suffocation when he stands in front of him.
He didn't say a word, and just pushed at Ye Fan.
The momentum is sinking.
"Smack-"
Ye Fan smiled faintly, raised his right hand, and slammed his fist into the opponent's palm.
With a crisp sound, the big man snorted and took three steps back.
He looked down at the red palm, with shock on his face, as if he didn't expect Ye Fan to knock him back with a punch.
And his whole right hand lost its strength and hung low and could not be lifted again.
His eyes were cold, and he waved his left fist to make another move.
"Ah Xiu, step aside. β
Jin Zhiyuan hurriedly walked up and scolded: "This is the doctor I found, and I saw my grandfather." β
The big man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and he was very unwilling, but he gritted his teeth and retreated.
Jin Zhiyuan was very apologetic: "Doctor Ye, I'm sorry, this is my grandfather's guard, a tendon, you have to bear with me." β
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "It's okay, it's just that if President Jin wants to test me again next time, it's best to pay a little interest first." β
"I'm sorry. β
Kim Ji Won's face turned red.
Ye Fan forced her to be very embarrassed tonight, and she was embarrassed to take matters into her own hands to test whether Ye Fan had the strength to win her respect.
Therefore, he could only let the big man give it a try, but who knew that Ye Fan saw through it at a glance.
Ye Fan tilted his head slightly: "Let's go, read it early, I'll go back in a hurry." β
"Doctor Ye, please. β
Jin Zhiyuan introduced Ye Fan in: "The patient is my grandfather, who was injured in the meridians of his legs and feet many years ago and can only live in a wheelchair. β
But in the past few years, except for the fact that he couldn't move his legs, there was nothing unusual about his physical coefficient or martial arts skills. β
But since the year before last, he was not only completely paralyzed, but his body also suddenly shrank, and he was extremely cold. β
"I visited him all over the country, but none of them were cured, so I brought him to the port city. β
"In addition to the fact that he only has one relative to rely on, I also want to see if Chinese medicine can be effective. β
"Of course, I also mean to protect him, after all, he has offended too many people before. β
But in the past year, it has not improved, but it has made his body weaker and weaker. β
"When I met you tonight, I thought of the introduction on your information, and I became a dead horse doctor. β
On the way forward, Jin Zhiyuan gave Ye Fan a brief introduction to the patient's situation, and her pretty face was less coquettish in the hall and more indescribable anxiety.
Filial piety.
Ye Fan glanced at her when he heard this, and his hostility also subsided a little:
"Don't worry, I'll do my best. β
While speaking, Jin Zhiyuan led Ye Fan into a hall, then through a corridor, and finally into a room that sat south to north.
The house is very large, more than 100 square meters, but the doors and windows are closed, and the ventilation is loud.
Not only was there a hot air conditioner and a hot carpet inside, but there was also a burning stove.
There was also a pot of hot water on top of the stove.
Sizzle.
The room had the rhythm of a flaming mountain, but when Ye Fan walked in, he still felt a biting coldness.
The cold was so solid that neither the air conditioner, nor the carpet, nor the stove could drown it out.
Ye Fan glanced at it and locked on a stone kang.
There was also a charcoal fire burning under the stone kang, but it couldn't suppress the chill above.
And the one who exuded the chill was a thin old man.
"This is my grandfather's power minister. β
Seeing the thin old man with his eyes closed, Kim Jiwon's pretty face softened again:
His body is getting colder and colder, and he can only hide in this house every day, so that he can barely have a trace of warmth, and he can only be awake for a long time. β
"If you let him stay outside, he will be unconscious in less than two hours, and his eyes will even have a tendency to freeze. β
Jin Zhiyuan added the situation to Ye Fan: "Doctor Ye, do you know what my grandfather's situation is?"
"It's a bit like ALS, but it's worse than ALS. β
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: "Let's wait for me to find out." β
Jin Zhiyuan hurriedly put his hand on the side: "Doctor Ye, please." β
Ye Fan slowly walked to the side of the stone kang, ignoring the heat of the charcoal fire and carpet, and examined the patient closely.
Although the old man was extremely thin, with loose skin and wrinkles on his face, his eyebrows were very wide and unusually thick, and it was obvious that he was a handsome man when he was young.
The old man covered at least three layers of quilts, but the slightest chill still shone out from his body, and as soon as people got closer, they couldn't help but shiver.
Described as withered, it is obviously terminally ill.
"Whoosh-"
When Ye Fan looked at the old man, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.
Ye Fan's complexion changed, and he instinctively bowed his body, like a sword that would attack at any time.
Sharp.
It turned out that just when Quan Xiangguo opened his eyes, Ye Fan clearly felt that in the void, a strange and majestic force was sucking towards him.
It was as if an invisible hand reached out and wanted to drag him into the endless abyss.
At that moment, Ye Fan, who smelled the danger, instinctively reacted against it.
"Ahemβ"
Seeing that Ye Fan was hunched over, the old man actually stabilized his body, his face was slightly surprised, and then he coughed.
With the old man's cough, Ye Fan's heart shook suddenly, and a pale look appeared on his face.
However, Ye Fan's eyes soon turned cold, and he straightened his waist slightly, stabilizing his body leaning forward.
He withstood the old man's second wave of attacks.
Then, Ye Fan made a judgment on the old man in his heart: "Peerless master." β
"Grandpa, are you awake? This is Ye Fan, Doctor Ye. β
At this time, Jin Zhiyuan walked up from behind, grabbed the old man's hand and introduced, "I invited you to see a doctor." β
"It turned out to be Dr. Ye, rude. β
Kwon Sang-kook retracted the depth in his eyes, resumed his usual cloudy smile:
"Dr. Ye's cultivation is amazing, and I don't think his medical skills are too low. β
His tone revealed his approval of Ye Fan.
Ye Fan also smiled calmly: "Mr. Quan has won the award, how can my little insect carving skill enter your eyes?"
In this sentence, one percent is modest, and ninety percent is sincere.
The old guy is sick, the day is declining, and he is still so strong, he is cured, and he is estimated to beat himself.
"I haven't won an award, it's because you really have the ability. β
"If someone else suffers this unexpected blow from me, even if you don't lose your mind, your heart will sting and lose your combat effectiveness, but you can handle it calmly. β
Wrinkles bloomed on Kwon Sang-kook's face:
"The land of Shenzhou, it is indeed a treasure of things. β