"That's it, this kid can't have a grudge against this old man, right? Obviously, someone can save his life immediately, and he is still here to stop him desperately!"

"Call the police, this kid is uneasy and kind!"

"Let's take a hand and get this guy who doesn't know what to do, and if you delay it any longer, I'm afraid that someone will really die!"

The onlookers also shouted and shouted indignantly, and countless hands grabbed Zhao Fan's body, wanting to pull him away.

Zhao Fan grabbed the car door with one hand to stabilize his figure, and with the other hand, he flicked the needle sac, and there was an extra silver needle in his hand.

Everyone saw his movements, shouting and exclamations kept ringing out, but they could only watch as the silver needle in his hand fell on Fang Wenzheng's chest at an extremely fast speed.

"Bastard, you are killing people! You dare to use needles in the acupuncture points in the chest cavity? If the patient dies, I, Tang Xiaojing, will send you to prison at all costs! As a doctor, if you lose the minimum respect for life, you will be punished by God!" Tang Xiaojing was already crazy, and when he saw that the three-inch long needle had completely submerged into Fang Wenzheng's chest, he trembled all over, and his eyes were red and roared at Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan turned a deaf ear to the movement behind him.

His face was no longer the smiling look he had before, but his face was full of seriousness, and his eyes were intently looking at the place where the silver needle fell.

The fingers pinching the tail of the needle gently shook from side to side according to a special rhythm, and with each slight shake, Fang Wenzheng's face would soften a little.

"Qinglong swinging its tail?" Seeing the movement of Zhao Fan's hand, Tang Xiaojing's face moved, stopped the movement in his hand, and even subconsciously reached out to block the few people who were still pulling Zhao Fan.

"Hey, the old man's face seems to be much better? Could it be that this kid really knows how to save people?" Seeing Tang Xiaojing's actions, the people around him also stopped their movements, turned their eyes to Fang Wenzheng's face, and soon found that Fang Wenzheng's situation was improving.

And Tang Xiaojing was watching Zhao Fan's needle movements intently, his eyes flashed with a stunning and obsessive light, and his mouth kept chattering: "Like holding the rudder, not advancing or retreating, one left and one right...... What is the origin of this young man, hasn't it been lost a long time ago?"

"Dean Tang, what's going on, you should tell me! Has the old man's life been saved? We didn't look carefully just now, but now we know that this person is the chairman of the Wenzheng Group, the old man Fang Wenzheng, if something really happens, the impact will be great!"

"Yes, Dean Tang, you are the most professional here, you can't just watch this kid mess around!

Seeing that Tang Xiaojing actually stopped everyone and didn't let them disturb Zhao Fanshi's needle, the people around him also shouted anxiously.

"As soon as Fei Jing makes a move, the little ghost of Hades can't take it away! My old Tang is embarrassed and thrown home today, and I can make a shot at most to make the old man hold out until the ambulance arrives. This young man's hand is much smarter than mine, and the old man doesn't even need to enter the hospital gate!" Tang Xiaojing smiled and shook his head, opening his hands to let everyone take a few steps back.

At this time, Fang Wenzheng had already let out a long breath, the complexion on his face had recovered most of it, and he opened his eyes tremblingly. Zhao Fan nodded at him, and while pulling out the silver needle, he said calmly: "Don't move, lie down for another ten minutes and you'll be fine!"

Seeing that Zhao Fan gave up the gap to pack the needle bag, Tang Xiaojing on the side found the opportunity to reach out and hold Fang Wenzheng's pulse.

After a while, with a look of surprise on his face, he said loudly: "It's amazing, this can already be said to be a miracle! With just one needle, the old man was pulled back from the line of death! Old man, this young man next to you is really amazing! I knew that he had such a skill, why didn't you treat it earlier? If he had acted earlier, your illness would have been cured a long time ago!"

"What, this guy...... No, no, no, this doctor really saved people with a needle?"

"Dean Tang has already confirmed, so can there be any fake? Listen to Dean Tang, this doctor can completely cure the heart disease!"

I also know some people who have heart disease, who have to undergo surgery and bypass at every turn, and install pacemakers, and I have never heard of those who can completely break the roots!

"It's really unseemly, if what Dean Tang said is true, then we are a real miracle doctor in front of us!"

"The chairman just met this gentleman today, and we don't even know his name yet!" The driver also knew that Fang Wenzheng should be fine at this time, and looked at Zhao Fan's direction with some sneer, and said embarrassedly.

With a good body and a supreme medical skill that is almost miraculous, Zhao Fan has become extremely mysterious in the eyes of this driver, which makes him involuntarily feel a kind of awe in his heart.

"Your master gave you his set of needles?" Zhao Rui had already gotten out of the car with him, looked at the needle bag that Zhao Fan was packing, and asked.

"Do you think that stingy old man would be so generous? I got this set of needles elsewhere!" Zhao Fan's eyes flashed and he responded with a smile.

"Don't talk about your master like that, my parents have said more than once, if it wasn't for your master's action, I'm afraid you would have died a long time ago! By the way, when you were at home before, your master often came over, and since you left, you haven't seen him anymore, do you still have contact with him?" Zhao Rui rolled her eyes and glared at him and asked.

"There is a connection! How can there be no connection!" Zhao Fan pursed his lips and muttered.

Many people know that Zhao Aiguo and his wife are looking for doctors and medicines in order to treat their son. His master took the initiative to come to the door, and Zhao Fan was already skinny at that time, and he was about to die. Zhao Aiguo and his wife had already lost any hope, but they didn't expect his master to save him with just a few silver needles.

Because of this fate, Zhao Fan also worshipped him as a teacher, followed him to learn kung fu and medical skills.

He always thought that his master was just an old Chinese medicine doctor with a bit of kung fu, until he was about to jump into the river and commit suicide without knowing how his master knew, and then beat him up and sent him to that place.

"No, easy mission, vacation, leave me over there for so many years, ignore it, and suddenly call me personally to arrange the task, where can the old guy be so kind?" Zhao Fan suddenly remembered something, raised his eyebrows, and said to himself.

"Hello, I am Tang Xiaojing from Xiling Central Hospital, I sincerely apologize to you, please forgive me for my rude behavior just now!" Tang Xiaojing walked up to Zhao Fan with a solemn face, and apologized sincerely.

"No need to apologize, you haven't done anything wrong! The heart of the doctor's parents, you are also in a hurry to save people, you are a good doctor worthy of respect!" Zhao Fan glanced at Tang Xiaojing, waved his hand and said. Although Tang Xiaojing has a bad attitude, he is indeed eager to save people, and he can't say that he has done anything wrong.

"Xiaoyou has good medical skills, I don't know which hospital to work in? A person like you should be famous, I, Tang Xiaojing, have been in the medical circle for so many years, and I don't know that there is such a young miracle doctor, I'm really ashamed!"

"Although I have some medical skills, I have not practiced medicine, nor have I worked in a hospital!"

Zhao Fan wanted to put the needle bag into his backpack, but was stopped by the sharp-eyed Tang Xiaojing, and asked with some surprise: "This set of needles, could it be the legendary Yunlong Nine Needles?" Xiaoyou, can you show me." ”

"I didn't expect anyone to recognize this set of needles!" Zhao Fan smiled and handed him the needle bag.

This three-and-a-half-inch needle is as sharp as millet as recorded in ancient books, and it should be a needle! Beryllium needle, round needle, milli needle, long needle, big needle...... , it's really the Yunlong Nine Needles, I didn't expect that I would be able to see the Yunlong Nine Needles that the old man had been talking about all his life in my lifetime!" Tang Xiaojing looked at each needle in the needle bag one by one, his hands couldn't help but tremble a little, and the expression on his face was extremely solemn, like the most devout believer facing the god of faith.

"Aren't all the needles used in Chinese medicine for acupuncture like this?

"You are wrong, the real masters use needles, they are all luck needles, and the requirements for silver needles are extremely high, and ordinary needles can't do it at all. And this set of needles, according to legend, is handed down by the god of medicine Hua Tuo, although the specific true or false can not be verified, but its production process can not be copied even if it is developed by modern science and technology. ”

"This set of needles has a long heritage, and every generation of people who use this set of needles are all saints of Chinese medicine, and in the circle of traditional Chinese medicine, they are like holy things!" Tang Xiaojing had finished reading every needle between speaking, and he respectfully handed the Yunlong Nine Needles back to Zhao Fan with both hands, but his eyes still stayed on that set of needles.

Seeing Ye Qinghan casually put it into his bag, there was still a look of loss on his face. A set of needles that is ordinary in the eyes of others, but in his eyes it is the most precious treasure in the world.

"It would be a pity for a miracle doctor like you not to practice medicine! Dare to ask Mr. Gao's name? Although I, Tang Xiaojing, am only a small vice president, but a talent like you must be introduced into our hospital no matter what! If I miss a talent like you and let countless patients miss the opportunity for treatment, I will have a bad conscience for the rest of my life!" Tang Xiaojing looked at Zhao Fan with a solemn face, and used honorifics.

"Zhao Fan, Yan Zhao's Zhao, Extraordinary Fan! There is no need to introduce the hospital, I have other things to do, and I have no plans to practice medicine for the time being!" Zhao Fan did not hide it, and reported his name, but he refused Tang Xiaojing's request, although he has a medical skill, it is impossible to really go to medicine.

"Thank you Mr. Zhao Fan for saving his life twice, if he is sent in the future, as long as he does not violate the law and morality, my Wenzheng will definitely do his best!" At this time, Fang Wenzheng had already stepped out of the car with the support of the driver, he was grateful, and bowed to Zhao Fan very solemnly.

"It's really good, it's amazing to be able to walk so fast!"

"Mr. Zhao, I want to exchange business cards with you, I'm ......"

"Mr. Zhao, I'm ......"

The people around were extremely excited to squeeze over, people ate grains, and no one could escape birth, old age, sickness and death. Being able to get acquainted with a miracle doctor is equivalent to having an extra layer of security in life.

These people squeezed in front of Zhao Fan one by one with their business cards, and they were all about to fight, just wanting to get Zhao Fan's contact information, for fear of missing such a good opportunity.

"What? Was it Mr. Zhao who discovered the danger in time and saved the lives of so many of us?"

Some people also quietly pulled the driver Xiao Wu aside, wanting to inquire about Zhao Fan from him. After hearing what happened in the car just now, they screamed in surprise.