(This book is first published from the beginning, point, Chinese, text, and Internet)

(ps: This chapter is made up for yesterday's, and there are two more today)

These words were like the last straw, which made Tang Xuan's eyes light up, and he grabbed Yang Fan's clothes tightly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Xiaofan, are you telling the truth, do you really have a way to go to Yuanyuan?"

"I, Tang Xuan, promise you, if you can make Yuanyuan better, I can give you as much money as you want."

Looking at Tang Xuan's excited expression, Yang Fan frowned, shook his head and comforted: "Brother Tang, you don't have to be like this, I will make a move if I don't have money, but I can't guarantee that I will save Yuanyuan, so ......"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Tang Xuan also reacted, and hurriedly promised: "Xiao Fan, you just do your best, if you really can't save it, it can only be said that Yuanyuan's life is thin, you don't have too much psychological pressure." ”

At this moment, Yang Fan is the only one who has any hope of saving his niece, and he can agree to whatever he asks.

After receiving Tang Xuan's promise, Yang Fan nodded, then walked to the hospital bed, glanced at the doctor who was still in front of him, and said with a smile.

"What's the matter, the patient's family has agreed to let me treat the patient, do you have anything else to say?"

Looking at the smile on the corner of Yang Fan's mouth, the vice dean gritted his teeth and stared at him viciously, but in the end he didn't say anything, just handed over an agreement to Tang Xuan.

"Mr. Tang, since you trust him so much, please sign this agreement, if the patient's condition deteriorates or something more serious happens, this hospital will not be responsible."

Tang Xuan took the agreement, fighting fiercely in his heart, and finally saw Yang Fan's confident gaze before he gritted his teeth and signed his name on the agreement.

Yang Fan nodded, admiring this Tang Xuan a little more in his heart, the matter is related to the life and death of his niece, but he can still make a choice in such a short time, believe that he, an outsider he has just met, how much courage does it take?

"Let's go outside and wait first, with this little brother out of the horse, I believe the patient will be able to wake up."

"Yes, we old guys who don't know anything, let's get out of here, so as not to disturb this little brother."

Several experts took the opportunity to taunt a few words, and then they were about to leave the ward.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, his mind was calm, and he directly ignored the sarcasm of several expert doctors, and then walked to the hospital bed.

Looking at the little girl's pale complexion, Yang Fan found that the black qi in her heart was gathering more and more, and she had reached a critical point.

Yang Fan didn't care about the ink, reached out and directly grabbed the little girl's wrist, and there was a coldness.

Fortunately, as soon as Yang Fan came into contact with Yuanyuan, the imprint of impermanence in his palm seemed to have been triggered, and a black light appeared directly.

Of course, this black light is not visible to others, except for Yang Fan.

In the next moment, a terrifying aura similar to black impermanence emanated from Yang Fan's body, to be precise, it was the palm of his hand.

Sensing this aura, the black qi in Yuan Yuan's body suddenly sudden, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and they all began to tremble.

Yang Fan was overjoyed in his heart, it seemed that his guess was correct, in front of this impermanent mark, everything related to ghosts would be suppressed to death.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan suddenly said silently in his heart.

"Scatter Lao Tzu!"

As soon as the words fell, the black and impermanent aura in Yang Fan's body suddenly surged, and he drove straight in, sweeping away the black qi in Yuanyuan's body like a flood.

In just three breaths, the black qi swept away, and all of it left the body and drifted into the air.

After doing this, Yang Fan withdrew his breath, his face was a little tired, and he stood up.

All this was said slowly, but in fact it was only a few breaths, and the expert doctors had not gone far.

When they saw Yang Fan standing up, they all stopped, turned back, and looked at Yang Fan with a smile.

"What's the matter, young man, how is the pulse? Has the cause been identified? ”

"Young man, your pulse gesture doesn't seem to be standard, where is the teacher?"

These doctors couldn't spit out ivory, Yang Fan was a little annoyed, not only him, but Tang Xuan on the side was also frowning.

"Xiaofan, how is the situation in the garden?" Tang Xuan asked.

Seeing Tang Xuan's anxious appearance, Yang Fan didn't hide it, and said directly: "Brother Tang, don't worry, I have saved Yuan Yuan with special means, she is fine, and it is estimated that she will wake up after a while." ”

Wow......

As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned.

"Little brother, are you kidding us?"

"I'm laughing to death, you take a pulse, and you dare to say that you saved the patient?"

"Yes, little brother, I see that your method of holding the pulse is a little special, I don't know which stall you learned it from?"

Several doctors held back a smile and looked at Yang Fan like a clown, with sharp words.

Yang Fan's eyelids raised slightly, and he looked at them lightly, and when they finished mocking, he said, "If you don't believe it, you can come and check it to see if I tease you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the older doctors came out, he was an old Chinese medicine doctor, that is, the one who just said that Yang Fan's pulse technique was learned from the stall.

He looked at Yang Fan with a smile on his wrinkled face, and then walked to Yuan Yuan's hospital bed and began to take his pulse.

Ten seconds later, the old Chinese medicine doctor's eyes widened suddenly, his expression was incredulous, and he began to murmur to himself.

"What's the matter, I had a weak pulse before, showing signs of impending death, why is my pulse so peaceful now, except for my weak body, everything else is normal?"

He was surprised, completely surprised.

What's going on? Is there such a thing for a dying person to be saved with just one vein? What the hell is wrong with the world?

The rest of the doctors also noticed his abnormality, and just as they wanted to post, Yuan Yuan woke up on the hospital bed.

Yuan Yuan opened her eyes, a little weak, and when she turned her head slightly, she saw an old Chinese medicine doctor taking her pulse, and she smiled slightly.

"Doctor Grandpa, you saved me? You're amazing, thank you. ”

The old Chinese medicine doctor's face turned red at once, and he coughed dryly twice, not knowing how to answer this question for a while.

After a few seconds, he finally held back a sentence: "Well, judging from my diagnosis, it should be fine, and I will do a full body examination later, and I can hang a drip." ”

After saying this, he really didn't have the face to continue grinding and stood up.

"Uncle"

Yuan Yuan's eyes glanced at Tang Xuan and shouted softly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Tang Xuan held Yuan Yuan's little hand, tears of excitement left in the corners of his eyes, and he cast a grateful look at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan didn't seem to care, just smiled slightly, and then walked to the old Chinese medicine doctor and whispered in his ear.

"How's it going, my pulse level is okay, do you want to learn? I'll teach you! ”