Master said so, and Dr. Sun had no reason to continue to hold on, so he could only glance at Yan Feiyang with resentment and obediently stand behind Master.

But Dr. Sun's eyes were always fixed on Yan Feiyang, and he would never let go of any of the other party's subtle movements. As long as he senses that something is wrong, he will let Yan Feiyang know what it means to be embarrassed.

With just one simple mistake, Dr. Sun is confident that he will make Yan Feiyang regret his decision today.

Dr. Sun's psychological quality is still too poor, unlike Master, but at this time, he is surprisingly calm.

Mr. Zhou was calm because he felt that this plan was foolproof, and it was easy to deal with a little person like Yan Feiyang. Now it's as easy as catching a turtle in an urn for him.

Yan Feiyang is still too young, because he jumped into Mr. Zhou's trap because of his willfulness, and the result is not something that Yan Feiyang can control. From now on, everything will develop according to Mr. Zhou's expectations.

Mr. Zhou has full confidence in himself, and his decades of experience will never allow him to lose to a guy like Yan Feiyang who came out of nowhere.

Yan Feiyang looked intently at the old man lying quietly on the hospital bed, ignoring all the interference from the outside world, his eyes were focused, and his eyes flashed slightly.

He didn't rush to touch Old Man Fang's pulse, because he had already touched it before. All he had to do now was to judge why the old man was unconscious. That is, the cause.

Yan Feiyang already had several guesses in his heart, and after observing it closely for a while, he was already faintly inclined to one of them in his heart.

But what made Yan Feiyang couldn't figure out was why someone would use such vicious means on an old man of such an age.

Just thinking about it makes people shudder.

Yan Feiyang's eyes lit up, and he secretly made up his mind that he must find out the mastermind behind it, and he must not be allowed to continue to harm others.

made up his mind, there was only one problem in front of Yan Feiyang, how to regain what originally belonged to the old man.

But it's not something that can be said simply. Because Old Man Fang was taken away from him for nothing else, it was the most important soul.

Yan Feiyang couldn't deduce what method the other party used for the time being, but he could basically determine it. The old man's current state is the walking dead.

It's just that because the old man is old, he is not like ordinary people who have been robbed of their souls, they have no body and no five senses.

The old man's condition is more serious, so he looks no different from a vegetative person, and he is in a deep coma from the beginning.

After carefully examining the old man's pulse and appearance, Yan Feiyang's brows stretched slightly.

He turned his head to Minister Fang and said, "Please ask unrelated people to leave this ward temporarily, and at most two more people can be left." ”

"Okay, I'll stay." Minister Fang didn't say a word, and he didn't ask Yan Feiyang the reason.

"In this case, there is another person who must be my master. He is the most respected person here, and if something goes wrong, he can still preside over the overall situation. ”

Dr. Sun then said, as a matter of course.

His words are all on this, and others are embarrassed to want to stay. Especially Fang Qiong, she also wanted to stay here, not only worried about her grandfather, but she was also curious about what Yan Feiyang was going to do.

When Mr. Zhou wanted to stay, Fang Qiong couldn't help frowning slightly. But she thought about it, with her father here, the other party couldn't do anything out of the ordinary.

"Okay, then Mr. Zhou and I will stay, and you can go out and wait for a while."

Minister Fang ordered quickly.

Wen Yongfeng glanced at Yan Feiyang, and when he saw that the other party nodded slightly, he walked out of the ward with confidence.

After exchanging glances with Master, Dr. Sun called the bodyguards at the door and went out together.

Minister Fang had already said it so clearly, Fang Qiong couldn't say anything more, so she could only reluctantly leave the ward with the help of her mother.

As a result, only Yan Feiyang, Minister Fang and Mr. Zhou were left in the ward.

Yan Feiyang stood beside the bed, the closest place to the old man. Minister Fang stood not far away, his eyes focused on his father. Mr. Zhou sat on the other side, far away from the hospital bed, but he could clearly see Yan Feiyang's movements.

The three people are divided into three wards, in a triangular pattern.

It seems that the interests of all parties are equal, and the actions of any one person will be exposed to the sight of the other two. This is the best location arrangement for all three.

Yan Feiyang obviously didn't care much about this, he left the two of them just to supervise him. lest it be more troublesome to be unclear later.

And he had already guessed that these two would be left in the hospital room.

Minister Fang and Mr. Zhou.

This is the best, Minister Fang is the most authoritative of all, as long as he can make him believe in everything that happens next, it will be very easy to do it later.

As for Mr. Zhou, it is also necessary to let him stay. Because he was standing on the opposite side of Yan Feiyang, if he wasn't involved, even if the old man woke up, he wouldn't be convinced.

Yan Feiyang was thoughtful, and it was also to make Minister Fang easier. So as not to waste all your energy on small and irrelevant things.

"Xiaoyan, what are you going to do?"

Seeing that the door of the ward was closed again, Minister Fang couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and asked.

It seems that what Yan Feiyang has to do is not simple, otherwise he would not have broken up so many people, leaving only him and Mr. Zhou in the ward.

I don't know why, Minister Fang was a little nervous, I can't tell if it was because he was worried about the unknown or because his confidence in Yan Feiyang began to waver.

Minister Fang took a deep breath, tried his best to throw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, and concentrated all his body and mind on Yan Feiyang.

Yan Feiyang didn't answer, but walked straight to the window and opened the window with a bang.

A comfortable cool breeze blew, which relaxed Minister Fang's originally tense mood a little. He looked at Yan Feiyang's movements in confusion, not knowing what the other party was going to do.

Mr. Zhou was also confused, he couldn't understand Yan Feiyang's movements, so he thought that the other party was playing tricks, so he became more and more disdainful of this young man who didn't know the height of the sky.

Yan Feiyang reached out of the window, tore a leaf from the tree, and quickly withdrew his arm to close the window again.

The whole action went smoothly, as if it had been planned for a long time, and there was no pause in the process.

By the time Minister Fang and Mr. Zhou came back to their senses, Yan Feiyang already had an extra leaf in his hand.

Yan Feiyang did not stop, and gently put the leaves into a clean bowl.

Because Minister Fang and his wife usually take care of the old man in the ward, some basic tableware is still available here. Although the old man can't eat, they still have to take care of their health.

If you don't eat well, if someone in the Fang family falls ill again, things will become more and more troublesome.

Just when Minister Fang was slightly distracted, Yan Feiyang had already poured another half bowl of water into the bowl. The leaves were still sinking at the bottom of the bowl, and there was no intention of floating.

The more Mr. Zhou looked at it, the more puzzled he became, but because Minister Fang was here, he didn't want to ask much, so he could only try to write down every move of Yan Feiyang, and then settle the account.

Only then did Minister Fang see that the bowl was originally a sycamore leaf. He looked out the window again, and there was a stout plane tree, the leaves of which were swaying in the wind.

The old man had been hospitalized for so long, and it was the first time that Minister Fang noticed a plane tree outside the window. In an instant, the mood was a little better, because as the saying goes, the sycamore tree has a good omen.

Yan Feiyang quietly looked at the sycamore leaves in the bowl, and after about half a minute, he suddenly said, "Minister Fang, please give this bowl of water to the old man to drink." ”

Minister Fang was stunned for a few steps and walked to Yan Feiyang's side, and before his brain had time to react, he had already reached out and took the bowl in Yan Feiyang's hand.

Seeing the half bowl of water, Minister Fang couldn't help frowning slightly, and said, "Do you want to drink all this?" ”

It's not that Minister Fang deliberately asked this, but since the old man fell into a coma, he basically relied on infusion to get by, and he really didn't have the confidence to let the old man drink so much water.

Fortunately, Yan Feiyang shook his head and said, "You only need to drink one sip." ”

Minister Fang breathed a sigh of relief, took a clean spoon, gently scooped a spoonful of water, and put it to the old man's mouth.

In fact, Minister Fang was still very uncertain in his heart, but he didn't know why, when Yan Feiyang said that he would do this, he did it without suspicion.

It was as if he knew that the old man would be able to drink it.

It turns out that it is indeed as Yan Feiyang said. The old man, who had not eaten or drunk for such a long time, seemed to sense what to do, and actually swallowed the water in the spoon without hindrance.

Minister Fang watched his father's movements in surprise, unable to believe his eyes.

He froze in place, forgetting to put down the spoon in his hand, just holding the bowl and staring at the old man on the hospital bed motionlessly.

"Alright, give me the bowl." Yan Feiyang's calm and waveless voice sounded at the right time, pulling Minister Fang back at once.

If it weren't for Yan Feiyang speaking in time, Minister Fang would have thought that everything just now was an illusion.

Minister Fang hurriedly handed the bowl in his hand to Yan Feiyang, who nodded slightly and put the bowl aside.

For a moment, the quiet of the ward was regained and the sound of needles dropping was restored. No one spoke, unconsciously holding their breath and waiting for Yan Feiyang's next move.

Mr. Zhou is old, and he has never seen anything strange, but he has never heard of Yan Feiyang before seeing a doctor.

And Yan Feiyang's every move is not like he wants to diagnose someone, but more like a ......

Superstition.

Minister Fang and Mr. Zhou both thought of the same word.

There was no obvious expression in the expressions of the two, and they seemed to have reached a tacit understanding. But in fact, the two have their own thoughts.

Mr. Zhou always felt that Yan Feiyang's movements were very similar to the practice of dancing gods in some places, but he had only seen water soaked in talisman paper, and he had never seen water soaked in sycamore leaves. (To be continued.) )