After Jiang Fan took a bath, he did not go back to the cell, but went directly to the canteen to eat, there were many people in the canteen, and he happened to meet Wang Wei and Zhu Daxin who were queuing.

"Big brother, you are too good, I heard that Brother Qiang was scalded by you with hot water!" Wang Wei said happily.

"Your news came pretty quickly." Jiang Fan said.

"Big brother, the news of Brother Qiang's burning has spread all over the prison! Many people in the prison are dissatisfied with Brother Qiang, and this time he was burned, which is really happy! Wang Wei said.

"Big brother, you have to be careful lately, Brother Qiang will never give up, besides, he is Brother Tiger's person, they will definitely find an opportunity to attack you." Zhu Daxin said.

"Hmph, it's easy for me to deal with their garbage, I hope they don't let me down!" Jiang Fan sneered.

"Oh no, it's dead!" Suddenly there was shouting from the cafeteria.

Jiang Fan looked back, and there was a large group of people gathered in the northeast corner of the cafeteria, "Big brother, let's go and have a look!" Wang Wei said.

Jiang Fan hurried over, cut through the crowd, and finally saw a prisoner lying on the ground with his eyes closed, about fifty years old, with gray hair and a purple face.

"Everybody, get out of the way! The doctor is here! The prison guard shouted.

The crowd dodged out of the way, and two doctors in white coats walked into the crowd, one of whom was in his thirties, looked at the patient's eyes on the ground, then took out a stethoscope and listened to the patient's heart, and put away the stethoscope.

"This man is dead, dying of a myocardial infarction!" The middle-aged doctor shook his head.

"What, it's dead, it's okay just now, why is it dead!" There was humanity in the crowd.

The middle-aged doctor stood up and said to the prison guards, "Carry him away!" ”

Two prison guards came up and were about to carry away the patient on the ground.

"Wait!"

Jiang Fan came to the middle-aged doctor, "What's the matter?" The middle-aged doctor asked.

"This person is not dead, he can be saved!" Jiang Fan said.

"What, he's not dead! What nonsense are you talking about! His pupils are dilated, his heartbeat has stopped, and you dare to say that he is not dead! The middle-aged doctor looked at Jiang Fan coldly.

"He's not dead, he can be saved!" Jiang Fan said firmly.

"Who are you, and why do you say he's not dead?" The middle-aged doctor said coldly.

"I'm also a doctor, give me three minutes, and I can revive him!" Jiang Fan said.

"Okay, I'll give you three minutes, and I'll see how you bring him back from the dead!" The middle-aged doctor sneered.

Jiang Fan squatted down, stretched out his palm, silently recited the exorcism spell, and pulled out the gray sick qi of the patient's Xinyu acupoint, and then stretched out his white index finger and pointed it in the middle of the heart, and a white pillar of light went straight into the heart. When the heart was stimulated by the white pillar of light, it immediately shrank, then stretched out, and the heart began to beat.

Jiang Fan stretched out his index finger and nodded at the center of the patient's eyebrows, stood up, looked at the middle-aged doctor, and spread his hand, which means that the treatment is over.

"Is the treatment over? Why didn't the patient come back to life? The middle-aged doctor looked at the patient on the ground.

As soon as he finished speaking, the patient lying on the ground opened his eyes and got up and sat up.

"Ahh It's alive! It's alive! The crowd exclaimed.

"This, what's going on, he, how did he live!?" The middle-aged doctor was at a loss, and he looked at Jiang Fan in shock as if he was a monster.

"It's so godly! I didn't see an injection, I didn't take medicine, and the dead were saved, which is even more powerful than Hua Tuo! The crowd talked.

"Can you tell me how you saved him?" The middle-aged doctor was full of doubts, and he was very eager to know the reason.

"The reason is very simple, he just had a myocardial infarction, and his heart temporarily stopped beating, the main reason is that the heart is surrounded by a large amount of gray sick qi, and the Xinyu acupoint is sealed by gray sick qi, resulting in a lack of blood and nourishment in the heart. As long as the gray sick qi in the Xinyu acupoint is removed, the heart will naturally receive blood and sustenance, and the heart will return to normal! Jiang Fan explained.

"You are the divine doctor Jiang Fan!" The middle-aged doctor was pleasantly surprised.

"Yes." Jiang Fan nodded.

"Oh, I saw your deeds in the East China Sea newspaper, it's so godly, I always thought it was media hype, but I didn't expect that there is really such a miraculous medical skill in the world!" The middle-aged doctor sighed.

"Hehe, there are many magical things in this world that are difficult for us to recognize and understand." Jiang Fan said with a smile.

"Dr. Jiang, I have a very important patient, can you please help with the treatment?" The middle-aged doctor said.

Jiang Fan showed a look of embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I'm a prisoner now, and I can't go with you for treatment." ”

"You don't have to worry about this, I will apply to Senior Lu, as long as you want, I can arrange for you to go tomorrow." The middle-aged doctor said.

Jiang Fan hesitated: "This, this..."

"I am a military doctor from Donghai No. 3 Prison, my name is Song Wenjie, this patient is very important, please help!" Song Wenjie pleaded, it seems that he has something unspeakable, and there are some things that are difficult to talk about in the public.

"Okay, I promise you, whether it can be cured or not will be known only when the patient sees the result." Jiang Fan said.

"Thank you so much, I'll go back and apply immediately, and I guess I'll ask you for treatment tomorrow." Song Wenjie said excitedly.

After everyone dispersed, Jiang Fan returned to the cell, and he had been pondering the words in Song Wenjie's words, "Wang Wei, do you know Song Wenjie?" ”

Wang Wei nodded and said, "Yes, he is a military doctor in the prison, and he often comes to the prison to treat people." ”

"Did anything happen in the prison before I came in?" Jiang Fan said.

"Let me think about it, it doesn't seem like there!" Wang Wei pondered.

"Wei Ge, you forgot, something big happened in the prison half a year ago?" Zhu Daxin reminded.

"Oh, I remember, there was a big incident in the prison half a year ago, it seems that a prisoner was transferred from a prison in a foreign place, and he was seriously injured in a few days, and then the prisoner's whereabouts are unknown, and I don't know whether he is alive or dead." Wang Wei said.

"Who killed Zhilu Dao?" Jiang Fan said.

"I don't know what to do, I remember that person was weird, he didn't talk to anyone when he arrived in prison, he hid far away when he ate, and he was alone opposite the wall at night." Wang Wei said.

"Was there anything unusual in the days he was killed?" Jiang Fan said.

"Some people say that he has been sleepwalking at night, and the others are not in the way." Wang Wei said.

"Do you think that person was killed by Brother Tiger?" Jiang Fan said.

"It's possible, but on the surface, I don't see any conflict between him and Brother Hu." Wang Wei said.

"Oh, anything else weird?" Jiang Fan said.

"Is it a matter of two dead people?" Zhu Daxin said.

"Oh, when did the two people die, and how did they die?" Jiang Fan said.

"It was the day after the strange man was seriously injured and disappeared, I heard that two prisoners died of illness, and I don't know exactly what they died." Zhu Daxin said.

"Yes, there is such a thing, some people say that he was killed." Wang Wei said.