The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1074 Unable to Heal
Chapter 77 Unable to Heal
Ye Fan felt as if he had entered the land of no one.

The patients, family members, and spectators standing in front stepped aside one after another.

What Ye Fan showed just now has already shocked everyone. In one minute, more than a dozen patients with sudden mutations were cured. What an astonishing medical skill this is.

At least in their opinion, Ye Fan is better than Jin Zhilin's four doctors.

"stop!"

When Ye Fan was approaching the woman in yellow, a middle-aged man stood up from the family members squatting beside him wiping their tears, and punched Ye Fan:

"I won't believe you Jin Zhilin anymore. Jin Zhilin is full of quack doctors. I have to wait for an ambulance."

"If you dare to touch my wife, I will beat you to death."

He fixed his eyes on Ye Fan and shouted: "And my wife has something to do, I will not let you Jin Zhilin go."

Seeing the conflict here again, countless spectators came closer again, excited to watch the excitement.

Ye Fan grabbed the fist swung by the middle-aged man, and calmly met his gaze:
"Your left hand was broken half a year ago, and the recovery is not very good, and it will be very painful when it rains."

"You have also torn the tendon in your right foot for almost three years, but you haven't treated it well, so now when you run fast, you will suddenly lose your strength and fall down."

"Your ribs have also been broken, more than a dozen times, and your internal organs have also been severely injured."

"Also, your face is getting inflamed from the constant beating."

"You'd better get treatment as soon as possible, and leave the black boxing sparring platform as soon as possible, otherwise you will be disfigured and lose your life."

Ye Fan shook the middle-aged man's hand back, and calmly said: "If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your wife."

Ye Tianci clearly saw that the middle-aged man was dumbfounded, as if he had encountered a ghost, and his whole body was completely petrified.

There is no doubt that what Ye Fan said is true.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and shouted, "How do you know..."

If he hadn't confirmed that his parents didn't know each other after plastic surgery, he would have suspected that Ye Fan was the one who came to hunt him down.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Ye Fan didn't respond to him, but came to the woman in yellow. The latter's face turned black, his eyes were closed, and he feigned death.

Ye Fan asked Dr. Jin Zhilin to bring a box of silver needles, and after disinfection, he acted swiftly for treatment.

The middle-aged man wanted to stop him, but in the end he bit his lip and did not move.

After a while, the woman in yellow's complexion improved a lot, and sweat was still seeping on her forehead, but she still didn't move or wake up.

Many people shook their heads, not thinking that Ye Fan could bring the patient back from the dead.

A few ghost reporters took the opportunity to continue to smear traditional Chinese medicine: Chinese doctors try to be brave, and then harm patients, and the dead's mobile phones are everywhere in the hospital...

Ye Fan wiped his sweat, took out a silver needle and pierced the head of the woman in yellow, and at the same time took out the general jade without attracting attention.

He took the general jade and pressed it on the patient's seal.

"Whoosh-"

Soon, the woman in yellow shook her body, screamed, and opened her frightened eyes.

"Honey, are you awake?"

The middle-aged man was ecstatic when he saw this, and stepped forward to hug the woman.

"Tianjun, I'm so scared. I dreamed that many ghosts were haunting me..."

The woman in yellow also hugged the man tremblingly, and it took a full minute to stabilize.

"Wow, she woke up, she's fine."

There was a cheer from the crowd.

"I have cured most of your wife's epilepsy. As long as she takes Chinese medicine according to my prescription for a month, she will recover completely."

Ye Fan washed his hands and prescribed a prescription to the middle-aged man: "And she will regain the ability to conceive."

The middle-aged couple was ecstatic: "My wife can still get pregnant?"

The woman in yellow has been unable to conceive for many years, and she went to the hospital for an examination, but there was no result. It was just a physical problem, and the specific reason was not clear.

"Of course, but the premise is to throw away those two small business mirrors."

Ye Fan pointed to a small mirror hanging around the necks of the woman in yellow and the middle-aged man:

"These two Shang mirrors are called Yuanyang mirrors. They are antiques from the Shang Dynasty, but they are not daily necessities. They were used for burial when the fateful Yuanyang died, that is, they were buried with mirrors."

"The beasts carved behind the mirror are hideous and terrifying. It should be to trap the soul of the owner of the tomb. The longer they are trapped, the more resentful they will become, and they will even become vicious ghosts."

"In short, it is an evil thing. This lady wears it all year round, and her body is cold, so it is naturally difficult to conceive."

Ye Fan put the general jade back into his pocket: "It can even be said that the epilepsy is also caused by it."

The middle-aged man stared wide-eyed: "Then why am I okay?"

Ye Fan looked at the middle-aged man and said lightly:
"The reason why you're fine is because you were born in a sunny year, and the sun is very strong, and the second is that you fight all the year round, with a strong killing intent, and it's hard to get close to you!"

"But when you are older, or your body is too damaged to condense killing intent, you will also be affected by it."

"Don't you think that you have been injured a lot more this year than before?"

He gave a suggestion: "So if there is no commemorative meaning, just throw it away."

Hearing Ye Fan's words, the middle-aged man's face turned pale, and the woman in yellow got goose bumps all over her body, and her body trembled slightly!

They didn't want to believe such evil things, but everything Ye Fan said came true, and they had to believe it.

"Mr. Xiao is highly talented, and our husband and wife have been educated."

The middle-aged man quickly reacted, took out a bank card and said:
"This is our consultation fee, 1 yuan, not much, just a little expression of my heart."

"And the loss of the hospital is all ours. You can estimate how much it will cost, and I... will send it to you in a few days."

Visiting many doctors for his wife's illness didn't help, and now Jin Zhilin has solved it, so he is naturally very grateful.

"In addition, I hope Mr. Xiao can do me a favor and help us dispose of this pair of mandarin duck mirrors."

He also took off the mandarin duck mirror for himself and his wife and put it on the table, looking expectantly at Ye Fan, hoping it would help solve it.

"Okay, I'll help you deal with it."

Ye Fan readily agreed, and then pushed back the bank card: "But the money cannot be accepted."

"Jin Zhilin agreed to the free clinic for three days, and he will not receive any money for the free clinic for three days."

"100 people every day!"

In addition to Jin Zhilin's promise of a free clinic, Ye Fan saw that the middle-aged man is not rich, otherwise he wouldn't do black boxing sparring.

"Little Mister—"

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback: "How can this be done? Today you cured my wife and dispelled our evil spirits. We also smashed things..."

"It's because we are not good at studying medicine, so we can't blame you for smashing it."

Ye Fan smiled lightly, and then sat down at the consultation table: "Of course, you have to apologize and compensate these injured doctors."

The middle-aged man hurriedly expressed his apologies and compensation to several Jin Zhilin doctors.

Dr. Jin Zhilin accepted his apology, but he also firmly refused to accept compensation from the other party.

"Sir, this is my business card."

The middle-aged man was very grateful to Ye Fan, and then took out a business card and handed it to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan glanced over and smiled, "Xiong Tianjun? Good name."

"Xiong Tianjun?"

Ye Tianci, who was close to Ye Fan, frowned slightly: "This guy's name...why is it the same as the Wall Street business genius who has been missing for three years..."

"Mr. Xiao, you don't charge consultation fees or compensation. We and my wife are really ashamed."

Xiong Tianjun looked at Ye Fan very sincerely: "Well, if you don't dislike it, I want to gain some popularity for Jin Zhilin."

"Mr. Xiao's medical skills are amazing, but he just lacks a chance to be noticed."

He looked at Ye Fan: "Once there is a chance to show it, combined with Mr. Xiao's medical skills, Jin Zhilin will definitely become famous."

Ye Fan chuckled: "Can you make it a hit?"

Xiong Tianjun exhaled a long breath: "How much slander Mr. Xiao can bear, I can let you get as much praise."

Ye Fan became interested: "Okay, Brother Xiong let it go, as long as it becomes popular, I can bear no matter how big the storm is."

Xiong Tianjun was also very happy, stopped talking nonsense, and asked Jin Zhilin to find a wooden board, and then hid in a room to write quickly.

"boom--"

Fifteen minutes later, Xiong Tianjun poked the board at Jin Zhilin's door.

As soon as the signboard was lit, the audience rioted instantly.

Countless foreigners were outraged.

"If you are not of my race, you cannot be healed!"

(End of this chapter)