"Do you need any tools for treatment?" Sun Hai Kendo.

"Just prepare me a little pig." Jiang Fan said.

"What, a little pig?" Sun Haijian looked at Jiang Fan puzzled.

"You just go and prepare, and you'll understand when the time comes." Jiang Fan said.

Sun Haijian immediately ordered someone to prepare a little pig, and after a while, someone hugged a little pig, the little pig was covered with white hair, two black eyes, and after entering the unfamiliar special care unit, it kept howling, kicking its legs, and struggling.

"Please tie the piglet to the table." Jiang Fan commanded.

Everyone wondered, and tied the little pig to the table according to Jiang Fan's request, the little pig kept struggling and howling, and the pig's hooves banged on the table.

"Brother Jiang, do you still need any tools?" Sun Hai Kendo. He didn't feel that Jiang Fan was curing at all, but felt like he was killing pigs, but Jiang Fan was so magical every time, and he could only look forward to a miracle.

"Please take a red line!" Jiang Fan said.

"Red line? How long is it going to take? Sun Hai Kendo.

"Two meters is enough, and you want a red line of pure cotton." Jiang Fan said.

Soon the red line came, and Jiang Fan tied one end of the red line to the head of the unconscious old man, and the other end to the pig's head.

Sun Haijian was surprised: "Brother Jiang, what are you doing here?"

"Hehe, this has to be kept secret, I can't tell you." Jiang Fan smiled mysteriously, and several doctors and nurses present whispered.

"What kind of person did Director Sun invite, find a pig, tie it to the table, and tie it with a red thread, what kind of play is this singing?"

"I don't understand, where did Director Sun find the person, this guy can't be a gangster, Director Sun is fooled."

"I don't know what to say, I heard that this guy is from Donghai People's Hospital."

"Have you ever seen a pig used to cure a disease? Is this a cure for people or a cure for pigs? I can't read it! ”

After everything was ready, Jiang Fan stood in the middle of the red line, stretched out his sword finger, silently recited the incantation, pointed the sword at the right brain of the unconscious old man, and then pointed at the little pig's head.

It's strange to say, after the little pig was pointed by Jiang Fanjian, he immediately stopped struggling, stopped howling, opened his eyes, and made a humming sound.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Fan stood in the middle of the red line, silently recited the incantation, and the sword fingers moved, stopping from the unconscious old man to the piglet's head, and so on three times.

Something strange happened, and the little pig who had been humming had stopped humming, his eyes wide open, closed, and the pig's feet stretched loosely on the table.

Jiang Fan withdrew his hand, took the red thread, then stretched out his index finger, tapped the comatose old man's eyebrows, and said with a smile: "The bullet has been taken out, and in a minute, he will come to his senses." ”

"What, the bullet was taken out? What about bullets? Sun Haijian was shocked, he carefully supervised Jiang Fan's treatment process, and did not see Jiang Fan take out the bullet.

"The bullet is inside the pig's head." Jiang Fan said.

"What, the bullet is inside the pig's head!" Sun Haijian looked at the little pig on the table, how could the bullet run into the little pig's head?

Jiang Fan saw Sun Haijian's doubts and said with a smile: "I transferred the bullet to the pig's head, did you see that the pig was already unconscious?" ”

yes, the little pig looks like he's unconscious. How is this possible! How does the bullet get into the pig's head?

At this time, the old man opened his eyes, "Xu Weihong!" You're awake! Sun Haijian said in surprise.

The old man sat up, he rubbed his eyes and said, "What's wrong with me, I obviously remember that I was in a coma after being shot." ”

"You've been in a coma for three years!" Sun Hai Kendo.

"What, I've been in a coma for three years!" The old man was surprised.

He tried his best to recall the events of three years ago, three years ago, he led four dragon group members to the southwest Ba Chuan Province on a mission, but was assassinated on the way, all four dragon group members were killed, and he himself was shot in the head and rushed out of the siege and fell unconscious, he vaguely remembered that the symbol on the assassination of them was a skull head.

"Old Sun, thank you for saving my life again!" Xu Weihong said.

"Lao Xu, I don't have the ability to save you, it's this Doctor Jiang who saved you." Sun Hai Kendo.

"Let me introduce you to you, this is Xu Weihong, the leader of the National Dragon Group." Sun Haijian then pointed at Jiang Fan and said, "This is the young and promising Maoshan Talisman Inheritor, the most magical doctor Jiang Fan in Huaxia. Sun Haijian highly admired Jiang Fan's medical skills.

"Oh, thank you, I didn't expect you to be so young and so skilled." Xu Weihong held Jiang Fan's hand.

"Not only is he a skilled doctor, but he is also extremely skilled in kung fu, and his outstretched hands are even more clever than the members of your dragon group." Sun Haijian said with a smile.

"Oh, that's amazing!" Xu Weihong looked at Jiang Fan, thinking in his heart how to pull this young man into the dragon group.

Jiang Fan immediately remembered that he saw Zhao Bingqian's small green book on the train with the word Dragon Group, and he never knew what kind of organization the Dao Dragon Group was.

"Young man, are you interested in joining my dragon group?" Xu Weihong said with a smile.

"What kind of organization is the Dragon Group?" Jiang Fan asked.

"The Dragon Group is a special agent organization directly under the leadership of the Central Committee of Huaxia State, which is dedicated to performing special tasks for the country, young man, the Dragon Group needs special talents like you." Xu Weihong said.

"Oh, Zhao Bingqian is a member of your dragon group." Jiang Fan said.

"Yes, you know her? I haven't seen this girl in three years! Xu Weihong sighed.

"Brother Jiang, you can join the dragon group, the salary is very high, and the annual salary is several million." Sun Hai Kendo.

"Xie Lu Xie, I'm not interested for the time being." Jiang Fan likes to live a free life and is unwilling to be bound by the organization.

"This is my business card, the door of the dragon group is open for you at any time, as long as you call away, you can join the dragon group at any time." Xu Weihong handed Jiang Fan a business card.

Jiang Fan took the business card and smiled: "Thank you, after I figure it out that day, I will definitely call you." ”

"Brother Jiang, I don't understand, how did you get Lao Xu's bullet out?" Sun Haijian couldn't figure out how the bullet was taken out.

"Oh, I used the transfer technique in the Maoshan medical technique to transfer the bullet from the right brain of Old Xu to the pig's head, you should find that the little pig is unconscious." Jiang Fan said.

"This is amazing, it can actually transfer the bullet in the head, the world is so big, it's really amazing!" Sun Haijian exclaimed.

"Brother Jiang, you are really a genius, you should think about joining the Dragon Group, I am waiting for your good news." Xu Weihong said.

"Don't talk about anything else for now, what about my million?" Jiang Fan stretched out his hand to this Sun Haijian and said.

"You, why are you so vulgar, we know each other so well, how can you be embarrassed to ask for money!" Sun Haijian said with a smile.

"Cut, old slippery head, you don't come to this set, I'm just a layman, hurry up and get a million!" Jiang Fan stretched out his hand.

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