"Miss Miaoxi, are you mistaken, this Chu Fan is just a bodyguard of the Zhou family, how can it be your father's savior!"

Ma Yuan asked with a shocked expression.

Su Miaoxi said angrily directly:

"Do you want me to repeat it again? Hurry up and kneel down and apologize to Doctor Chu! ”

Through the screen, Ma Yuan could feel Su Miaoxi's murderous aura.

Plop!

Ma Yuan knelt down directly, he knew that Su Miaoxi was by no means just talking, he really dared to destroy,

"Mr. Chu, I really didn't expect you to be Su Yunfei's savior, otherwise I would never offend you!"

Ma Yuan couldn't even think of it if he wanted to break his head, how could Chu Fan have anything to do with the Su family.

Seeing the scene of Ma Yuan kneeling down with a trembling body, Qian Guofu and Zhang Xinran were directly stunned.

"Is he really a core member of the Su family?"

Everyone looked at Chu Fan in unison, their faces full of shock.

It's just that Chu Fan's face was still flat, and he said to Long Wu:

"Long Wu, call me! Hit until Zhang Xinran is satisfied! ”

"Okay, Mr. Chu!"

Long Wu is a rough man, but it doesn't matter what kind of Ma family you are.

"Don't, Mr. Chu, I'm wrong, please raise your hand, I can give you money, as much as you want!"

Chu Fan didn't speak.

Long Wu smashed it hard with a baseball bat, and the hall was filled with Ma Yuan's screams.

Zhang Xinran pulled the corner of Chufan's clothes and whispered:

"Chu Fan, I'm already angry, or forget it, otherwise I will completely offend the Ma family."

Chu Fan frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Xinran, you are too kind, to deal with this kind of person, you have to be more ruthless than him, only if you beat him up and have a long memory, he will be afraid of you!"

Zhang Xinran still wanted to speak, but was pulled back to the box directly by Ye Qing.

Long Wu fought directly for an hour, and only stopped when Ma Yuan was about to lose his breath, and then, he asked Chu Fan,

"Mr. Chu, how to deal with this Liu Dabao?"

Chu Fan said coldly:

"Handle it cleanly!"

"Understood!" Immediately, Long Wu took a few Qian family guards to drag Liu Dabao away.

"Chu Fan, I'm wrong, please spare me, as long as you don't kill me, you can do whatever you want me to do!"

However, no one will have mercy on him.

Then, Chu Fan walked up to Ma Yuan and looked down at him, his eyes were full of indifference,

"Ma Yuan, if you dare to retaliate against the Qian family and Zhang Xinran afterwards, I dare not guarantee whether you can live next time!"

After speaking, he looked at Qian Guofu, "Mr. Qian, I'll take care of the rest!" ”

Qian Guofu nodded and ordered someone to drag Ma Yuan away.

……

At noon the next day, Chu Fan came to Baiwu Mountain in Haizhou to look for dragon heart grass.

Today happens to be Saturday, and many people come here to climb the mountain.

Chu Fan was going to the depths of the White Misty Mountain to find the dragon heart grass.

At this time, someone suddenly exclaimed,

"Look there's someone over there fainting!"

Chu Fan looked for prestige and saw an old man with white hair and white beard nearly seventy fainting on the side of the road, with a panicked little boy lying beside him.

"Woo...... Grandpa, what's wrong with you, don't scare me! ”

The little boy looked at the onlookers and cried and said:

"Uncle and aunt, please save my grandfather, woo woo ......"

There was a kind aunt among the onlookers, comforting the little boy,

"Don't be afraid, children, Auntie will help you call the emergency number."

As he spoke, he took out his phone.

At this time, a man with glasses squeezed through the crowd,

"The nearest hospital to Baiwu Mountain, it took more than two hours for the ambulance to arrive, but the old man's condition could not last at that time!"

As he spoke, he began to examine the old man's body.

"This old man has an acute heart attack!"

After speaking, he began to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation for the elderly.

Soon, someone in the crowd recognized the man's identity,

"I remember, this is Dr. Jiang Ming from our Haizhou Hospital, and his medical skills are very superb."

"Yes, yes, yes! I also remembered that the last time my mother's surgery was done by Dr. Jiang. ”

"This old man is so lucky, he happened to meet Dr. Jiang who also came to climb the mountain."

“……”

It's just that a quarter of an hour passes,

Jiang Ming's forehead was covered with sweat, but the old man still showed no signs of recovery, and even his breathing had begun to weaken.

"Alas~ There are no advanced instruments here, I will do my best, the children let the family prepare for the future!"

"Woo...... I don't want my grandfather to die, Uncle Jiang begs you to think about it again! ”

The little boy cried and begged Jiang Ming.

When the onlookers saw this scene, they shook their heads helplessly,

"Even Dr. Jiang didn't save him, the old man is destined to have this catastrophe."

"Alas~ Don't climb the White Fog Mountain when you are old, such a steep mountain, young people have a hard time climbing it."

"Children, hurry up and contact the family, do you know how many phone calls there are at home, Auntie can help you call!"

“……”

At this moment, an old voice sounded,

"I'd better do it!"

I saw that an old man wearing a Tang costume and full of silver hair squeezed into the crowd, although he was thin, he looked a little fairy-like.

"He is the president of Haizhou Huatuo Hospital, Liao Mingyuan, and he has also appeared on TV."

"It turned out to be Dean Liao, he is our contemporary Huatuo in Haizhou, and he can be called a miracle doctor!"

"If Dean Liao makes a move, the old man will definitely be saved."

“……”

The identity of the old man was quickly recognized, and judging from the tone of the onlookers, the old man's fame was greater than Jiang Ming's.

Liao Mingyuan squatted down to take the old man's pulse, and after more than ten seconds, he stretched his brows and said softly:

"This old man is still saved."

As soon as these words came out, onlookers breathed a sigh of relief and began to praise,

"We have to be the dean of the world, Hua Tuo Liao!"

"As long as it is not a terminal illness that must die, Dean Liao can save it!"

"Yes, the name of the miracle doctor is not blown out!"

“……”

I saw that Liao Mingyuan took out the silver needle and began to acupuncture the old man.

At this time, Jiang Ming said in an unkind tone:

"Dean Liao, I advise you not to waste time, this old man has an acute myocardial infarction and has missed precious first aid time, and it is not your set of acupuncture that can save him."

Jiang Ming is a Western doctor, and firmly believes that Western medicine is the most advanced medical skills, and he was a little unhappy when he saw so many people touting Liao Mingyuan.

It's just that Liao Mingyuan said lightly:

"Your Western medicine either relies on antibiotics or instruments, and it is very difficult to treat a disease, but it is not as good as my acupuncture in Chinese medicine, one acupuncture can treat many diseases."

The onlookers saw that there was some smell of gunpowder between the two, and they immediately looked at each other, and they didn't say much.

Without waiting for Jiang Ming to refute, Liao Mingyuan directly took the silver needle and started acupuncture.

At this moment, a majestic voice with a hint of coldness sounded,

"Dean Liao stops, this old man is not an acute heart attack at all, if you prick it with this needle, he will really not be saved!"

The crowd searched for prestige, and saw a young man walking quickly,

It's Chu Fan!