Zhu Weiyang and Ah Qiang hugged Wu Fan and walked to the ward where Professor Zhu was. The nurse prepared the agreement, and after Director Huang looked at it, he asked Mrs. Zhu to sign for confirmation, but Mrs. Zhu hesitated for a long time, but finally signed.

Wu Fan didn't want others to be present and watched him use his methods, but where the family members were relieved, they naturally wanted to go in and watch. As the attending doctor, Director Huang is even more responsible, and President Xia, Professor Liu, and the head of the department are all concerned about Wu Fan, and they are afraid of accidents, so they will go in.

Zhu Weiyang went to lock the door according to Wu Fan's wishes, but Academician Mao was just about to break in, he said that he was responsible for the patient, and if there was an accident, he could not save it in time, and he was also responsible. When Zhu Weiyang heard this, he felt that it made a lot of sense, and hurriedly let Academician Mao in.

In the ward, Professor Zhu sat on the edge of the bed with blank eyes, his hands covered with belts, and the other end tied to an iron frame to prevent him from walking out of the ward.

Everyone looked at Wu Fan intently, wanting to see what kind of local methods he used. I saw Wu Fan silently look at Professor Zhu for a long time, and then took out a copper bell from his pocket.

"Ahh

Everyone let out a low exclamation and gasped. This Wu Fan is too childish, take out a copper bell, what kind of trick are you going to do? All the onlookers were surprised and puzzled.

Wu Fan held the handle of the copper bell in his right hand and shook it gently and rhythmically, and the copper bell made a crisp sound, "Jingle bell, Jingle bell。。。。。。 ”

"Vibrating the Dharma Bell, the gods and ghosts Xianqin。。。。。。 The spirit of the sky, the spirit of the earth, the old king of Taishang is as anxious as the law. Wu Fan recited the incantation, urged the true qi, released a wisp of courage, arrived at Professor Zhu's three souls and seven spirits, and investigated all around. The crisp sound of Sanqingling really played a resonant role, and Wu Fan had already felt Professor Zhu's seven spirits trembling slightly.

A trace of foreign courage that did not belong to Professor Zhu was entangled with Professor Zhu's three souls and seven spirits, slowly separated in the shock, and was withdrawn little by little.

In less than three minutes, Wu Fan suddenly put away the copper bell, raised his hand and played a pure talisman, everyone's eyes lit up, and there seemed to be a flash of green light.

"Professor Zhu, look at me!" Wu Fan shouted, and Professor Zhu turned his head.

Saying that it was too late, Wu Fan raised his hand again, and a snow-white ball shot into Professor Zhu's mouth. Wu Fan immediately stretched out his right hand and turned his palm towards Professor Zhu.

This small ball is the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill that Wu Fan refined last night. After Professor Zhu swallowed, Wu Fan emitted his true qi and helped him refine it, allowing his body to absorb the elixir power.

It all happened so suddenly and quickly that everyone had not yet reacted.

Professor Zhu's eyes gradually became brighter, and his complexion became ruddy. Wu Fan's true qi was so powerful, in the blink of an eye, Professor Zhu had absorbed eighty percent of the medicinal power of the Nine Transformations Soul Restoration Pill, and the three souls had already been repaired.

"You, you, I remember you, you took my class. Professor Zhu suddenly spoke, looking at Wu Fandao.

Everyone was stunned, not knowing what was happening.

"Xiaoxian, Wei Yang, where am I?" Professor Zhu saw the person behind Wu Fan, hurriedly stood up, and took two steps forward. But the belt in his hand pulled him back.

"Dad, how are you?!" "Old Zhu, what's the matter with you? I'm scared to death!" Zhu Weiyang and Mrs. Zhu both shouted, rushed over, and hurriedly unfastened the belt on Professor Zhu's wrist.

"Professor Zhu, do you still recognize me?" Principal Xia came back to his senses and asked in a loud voice.

"Principal Xia, what's going on, why am I in the hospital?" Professor Zhu said with a puzzled look on his face, looking down at the clothes on his body, rather strangely.

"Wu Fan, are you a Taoist priest?" Professor Liu was still recalling Wu Fan's strange healing process just now, and wondered.

"Dad, here's the thing. Zhu Weiyang gave a general overview of what happened.

Director Huang and Academician Mao both recovered from the shock, their faces turned red, they glanced at each other, turned around and left silently.

"This classmate named Wu Fan, he is your student, he saved you, Dad. Zhu Weiyang was still very excited.

"Thank you, thank you Wu Fan, you are the life-saving benefactor of my family's Lao Zhu, no, it is the life-saving benefactor of my whole family. Mrs. Zhu cried with joy and pulled Wu Fan to say.

Ah Qiang looked at Wu Fan with the eyes of a fairy.

"They diagnosed me with schizophrenia?" Professor Zhu listened to his son's story, still incredulous.

"Dad still doesn't believe it? The school also asked the hospital to invite the world's top experts to consult you, and they didn't allow Wu Fan to treat you. When Zhu Weiyang thought about it, he couldn't help but be angry.

"Wu Fan, it seems that I escaped death this time, thank you very much, I must invite you to drink tonight. Professor Zhu stepped forward and grabbed Wu Fan's hand and expressed his heartfelt gratitude.

"How can this be believed? ridiculous!"

“That’s crazy, absolutely impossible！”

There was a noise outside the door, and in the blink of an eye, Dean Mo and the eight members of the expert group rushed in. As soon as they entered, they looked Professor Zhu up and down, as if they were observing a monster.

"Did you have lunch today?" Professor Zhu. Dean Mo suddenly asked.

"You're so strange, what time is it?" Professor Zhu asked rhetorically.

"It's eleven o'clock in the morning, Dad. Zhu Weiyang glanced at his phone and replied.

A Western scientist asked in English and chatted with Professor Zhu. Professor Zhu has studied both Chinese and Western languages, and has fluent English responses, and even pointed out that schizophrenia should not be answered purely from science, nor should it fall into mysticism, but should start from the mechanism of the generation of the will of the mind, which is the right way.

Professor Zhu also quoted classics, using the story of Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies, Zhuangzi became a butterfly in a dream, or a butterfly became Zhuangzi in a dream, which extended the dialectical thinking of Eastern philosophy, which is not pure idealism, but has more logic to explore the truth.

Several Western scientists nodded their heads again and again, their faces flushed, indicating that the Chinese civilization really has its own uniqueness. They all heard Academician Mao describe the treatment process before, and they all asked Wu Fan to demonstrate again.

Wu Fan naturally refused, but just took out Sanqingling and showed it to them. The Western scientists were extremely curious one by one, and they kept looking at them carefully, and even Dean Mo, Director Huang, and President Xia were curious to take a look.

"This bell is called Sanqing Bell, which is a commonly used ritual instrument in Taoism and has been handed down from my family. It is said that it can exorcise demons, but in fact, according to the physics knowledge I have learned, its ringtone has a hypnotic and sedative effect. Wu Fan said half-truthfully.

Everyone was amazed, and once again admired the long history and brilliance of Chinese civilization. Professor Zhu was even more excited and had the heart to discuss Taoist culture with Wu Fan, but unfortunately it was inconvenient to talk about it here, so he asked Wu Fan to go to his house when he was free.

Professor Zhu's family sent Wu Fan out of the hospital, and Wu Fan got into the principal's car and returned to the school. Principal Xia eagerly invited Wu Fan to his office for tea, but Wu Fan excused himself to be tight with his homework and said that he would go another day, get rid of it, and hide in the library to read.

"This guy never goes to class, so where is the homework tight. After Wu Fan left, Professor Liu shook his head and said.

"This Wu Fan, it's amazing, with his medical skills alone, he can bring the dead back to life, in the future, maybe we will all have to ask him, but we can't offend him. Principal Xia said meaningfully.

In the afternoon, the BBS on the Lingnan University Internet was once again very lively, and someone posted that Wu Fan's wonderful hands rejuvenated and cured Professor Zhu to recover, which is really a legend and a myth, he is a gynecological saint, a male miracle doctor, and so on.

Most netizens were shocked again, and naturally some people expressed dissent, some said that there was no picture and no truth, some said that he was a national scum and refused to play for the national team, and some said that he was not a gentleman. And so on.

Wu Fan saw that there were many calls on his mobile phone, so he simply turned off the phone to read, and he didn't feel hungry until 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Remembering the last time he sent a paper to Science magazine, but still not receiving a response, Wu Fan used a software scanning and conversion tool to read out the two papers as electronic documents, organize the format, and send them to Science magazine with his own mailbox.

After ordering Fengyue Baojian to connect to the Internet and searching and downloading a large number of professional theoretical materials, Wu Fan walked out of the library, turned on his mobile phone, and went to the dormitory after 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

There were multiple missed calls on the phone, all of which were from the same number, and Wu Fan called back, but it turned out to be Shangguan Qinyu.

"There's one very important thing, you must come with me, I will pick you up at 6 o'clock. Shangguan Qinyu's voice, even on the phone, is extremely charming and beautiful, which makes people think about it.

"Do you have anything to eat? If so, I have a few companions, and I will go with them. Wu Fan asked. When Ma Su came back from school, Helena and Zhang Shiqin got out of class, and he had to pick them up and enter Pangu to practice in tears.

"It's not very convenient, you're good alone. I arrived in Gwangju today, and I couldn't get through to your phone, remember, I waited at the school gate at 6 o'clock. Shangguan Qinyu's tone was not negotiable, so he hung up the phone.

There is a beautiful woman dating, in the past, Wu Fan must be ecstatic, but at this time, the mood is already different, and he has to worry about Cheng Qiuyun and Helena and others.

Wu Fan called Zhang Shiqin and Helena, informing him that there was something wrong with him, and asked them to go back to Villa 8 by themselves without waiting for him. Seeing that it was still early at 6 o'clock, Wu Fan walked towards his dormitory building.

Before he arrived downstairs in the dormitory, many students on the road who Wu Fan knew or didn't know greeted him, and Wu Fan had become a celebrity, and no one knew him on campus.

In the dormitory, Liang Zhaofeng was not there, only Huang Shaoqiang and Wei Lianfa, as soon as they saw Wu Fan, they all came over to greet him affectionately, praising Boss Wu for his great power.

"Where did Zhaofeng go? He is the most well-informed, I want to know the procedures for starting a business to earn credits, and how to handle it. Wu Fan said. In the mobile phone group, Wu Fan saw many classmates talking about the school's encouragement of entrepreneurship, promulgating the policy that entrepreneurship can be deducted from credits, and thinking that he had opened a Fanwu Cultural Products Co., Ltd. that made paper money, maybe he could apply.

It would be better to get credits, graduate with a master's degree as soon as possible, and get a master's diploma, after all, in school, it is a waste of time for Wu Fan.

Wu Fan knows how to handle the procedures for starting a business to earn credits, but it is best to leave such trivial matters to others for him, and Liang Zhaofeng is a suitable candidate.

"This is easy, Wang Siyuan next door is handling it, he knows best. Wei Lian said.

"I called him over, and I just saw him come back with a lot of information. Huang Shaoqiang said enthusiastically.

"I'll just go look for him. Wu Fan didn't want to trouble others, said.

"Boss Wu, just sit down, not to mention that you have made great contributions to our department, it is right to run errands for you, and we will follow you to eat in the future!" Wei Lianfa has seen a lot in the world, and he is a little sophisticated.

Now Huaxia encourages entrepreneurship, entrepreneurship, and everyone competes for the Formassie rich list. Some experts say that it is just around the corner that China will surpass the United States.

When Wang Siyuan heard about Wu Fan, he hurried over and enthusiastically answered questions for Wu Fan.

"Oh, Boss Wu has set up a Fanwu Cultural Products Co., Ltd., which doesn't seem to be in line with the Internet. Nowadays, entrepreneurship must be related to the mobile Internet, even if it is not related, it must be related. People invest in it, just to listen to your story, to fool people, the general low-end manufacturing industry, people ignore it, who is willing to invest. Wang Siyuan has a lot of experience.