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

Chapter 1608

The first thousand and 610 chapters box murder

Xiong Jiudao and others looked at Ye Fan in shock.

Without filming, testing, or borrowing equipment, the internal bleeding was stopped with just one pair of eyes and one hand.

It simply overturned the cognition of these doctors.

Then everyone looked at the instrument again, still not believing Ye Fan's ability.

Worried that Ye Fan's operation was as fierce as a tiger, and Murong Wuxin had already been killed in essence.

It's okay not to look at it, but I was surprised again when I saw it. Not only did the internal bleeding stop, but my body function was better than before the operation.

This makes the surgery more likely to be successful.

Then, someone exclaimed, recognized Ye Fan, and called out the words Chizi Miracle Doctor.

As soon as this title came out, the doctors present were immediately excited, and their eyes were filled with admiration.

Undoubtedly, the Chizi genius doctor is almost the supreme in the hearts of doctors at home and abroad.

Seeing Ye Fan being sought after by so many experts, Murong Yanran subconsciously glanced at Ye Fan again.

There is complexity in the depths of the eyes.

Xiong Jiudao also stared at Ye Fan and said, "Are you a childish witch doctor... a miracle doctor?"

"Yes, I am Ye Fan, but it seems that now is not the time for small talk."

Seeing that he was questioning himself, Ye Fan frowned slightly and said:
"The patient is under the liver capsule, three points below the spleen, and three places on the left side of the lung are bleeding."

"I managed to stop them. If you don't complete the operation to repair them quickly, you will be powerless when you bleed again later."

He urged: "Hurry up for surgery, I'm waiting to go home for dinner."

"Oh, oh!"

Xiong Jiudao reacted and refocused on the mental surgery.

During the period, Ye Fan also lightly pointed him a few times, simplifying his originally complicated surgical procedure.

What should be circumvented, what should be peeled off, what should be cut off, let Xiong Jiudao complete the operation with ease.

Afterwards, Xiong Jiudao checked Murong Wuxin's bleeding point again.

He was shocked again, Ye Fan judged the three hemostasis points were all correct.

This made him full of admiration and curiosity towards Ye Fan.

He also angrily reprimanded the Western media that demonized Ye Fan.

This is a real miracle doctor, not a witch doctor.

It's just that he wanted to say something, but saw Ye Fan covering the door, stretching out his hand to grab the bullet and leaving.

Xiong Jiudao could only suppress his temper and sew up Murong Wuxin with his own hands.

"Young Master Ye, thank you!"

Ye Fan went outside, exchanged greetings with a group of doctors, and then left the hospital.

Murong Yanran chased him out, and she was very grateful to Ye Fan after getting her grandfather safe:

"Although this operation was performed by Xiong Jiudao, I know that without your guidance and leadership, my grandfather would definitely not be able to survive."

"The Murong family will definitely remember this favor."

"In the future, if Young Master Ye needs it, Murong Yanran will go through fire and water, and will die."

Murong Yanran fell to the ground with a sound, and her eyes were clear to express her heart.

"Will you die?"

Ye Fan looked at the woman and smiled: "I want you to commit suicide, will you commit suicide?"

Murong Yanran's breath was stagnant, and then she smiled slightly: "If Young Master Ye wants me to die, I will definitely die without hesitation."

"I just hope Young Master Ye will give me some time before I die."

"When grandpa wakes up, let me meet him, and then arrange people to protect him, and I will die without hesitation."

There was a firm look in her eyes: "I said that if I die, I will never regret my choice."

"You are a good granddaughter."

Ye Fan burst into a smile: "Murong Wuxin has you as a granddaughter, it is really a blessing for him to cultivate in three lifetimes."

"Okay, go back and take care of your grandfather, and cherish the rest of your life after the catastrophe."

"I'll prescribe another medicine for your grandfather, so that he can recover from his weak body earlier."

Ye Fan thought for a while, wrote a prescription and sent it to Murong Yanran.

Murong Yanran was overjoyed: "Thank you, Young Master Ye!"

Ye Fan waved his hand lightly, then got into the car driven by Yuan Qingyi.

Sitting on the seat, Ye Fan took out a wad of tissues, opened it, and it was the small bullet.

Yuan Qingyi was startled: "Young Master Ye, where did this bullet come from?"

Ye Fan smiled: "It was taken out of Murong Wuxin's body."

"The bullet didn't go through, it got stuck in the bone."

"Xiong Jiudao took it out during surgery, so I brought it over."

He stared at the warhead sharply, as if to see something.

Yuan Qingyi asked curiously: "What's so interesting about this warhead?"

"It's nothing to look at, it just feels a little familiar."

Ye Fan smiled, then waved his hand:
"Don't go back to Wumeng, go to Feilai Peak, and attack Murong Wuxin's position."

He's going to prove something.

Yuan Qingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, then stepped on the accelerator and drove towards Feilai Peak.

Twenty minutes later, Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi appeared at Feilai Peak, at the gate of the Murong family.

For the time being, it is still taken over by the Wumeng.

Ye Fan will not remove Murong Huayuan's control until Murong Yanran cleans up the mess.

One is to remind them to besiege and kill themselves, and now they are losers, so they should keep their tails between their legs.

The second is to put some pressure on Murong Yanran, if she doesn't do her best to tidy up her hands, Murong Garden will change hands.

So when they saw Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi, a large number of Wumeng children showed up to pay their respects.

"Where is the car that Murong Wuxin was attacked?"

Ye Fan stood at the site of the attack and glanced around.

"It's probably lost to the hospital."

"After Murong was shot inadvertently, Sun Xiucai asked someone to protect him, and at the same time someone drove him to give him first aid."

Yuan Qingyi gave a judgment.

"Have someone drive the car back, I want to see the trajectory at that time."

Ye Fan asked, "By the way, did Sun Xiucai go after the sniper?"

"No, they are only busy protecting and saving people."

Yuan Qingyi turned on the phone and looked through the confession: "Murong's nephew did not go after the sniper."

"It is estimated that the distance is too far. They can't judge the position of the sniper for a while, so they just give up."

She also glanced ahead: "There is no good commanding height in the vicinity of 500 meters."

Ye Fan didn't speak, he pondered over the wound from the gunshot wound, and then looked at a small hill 1000 meters away.

"Go, let's go to the sniper site to have a look."

Ye Fan locked onto the small hill, and then ran over with Yuan Qingyi.

Fifteen minutes later, Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi appeared on an unnamed hill.

It is not high, the vegetation is not deep, and the field of vision is not very wide, only one third of the gate can be seen.

But for gunmen, this is the best sniper position near the Murong family.

Other places either have poor vision, are easily exposed, or are in the Murong surveillance zone.

Therefore, Ye Fan concluded at a glance that this was a hill for sniping.

"Young Master Ye, Sun Xiucai and the others are all dead, and the sniper is probably dead too. What's the point of us investigating the sniper?"

Yuan Qingyi curiously asked: "And even if the sniper is not dead, it is worthless to catch him, he is just a pawn for execution."

"Nangong Fusun Xiucai and the main murderers are dead, it doesn't matter whether the sniper dies or not."

She smiled: "You want to take him down and make Murong Yanran owe another favor?"

"The main culprit... may not be dead..."

Ye Fan smiled, and then scanned the traces of the hill.

Although it has rained, a few deep footprints and a lot of broken vegetation can still be seen.

There is no doubt that the sniper really hid here and shot.

Ye Fan looked at these traces, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"The sniper arranged by Sun Xiucai is also a sharpshooter. He hit a stalled car from 1000 meters away."

"With this field of view, unless the car has been parked at the threshold of the gate, it only takes two seconds to shoot at most."

"Once you miss these two seconds, you will not only miss Murong Wuxin, but even the car will disappear from the lock."

He sighed: "It's not easy."

"Hey, here's a box."

Yuan Qingyi was digesting Ye Fan's words in his head, but his eyes saw a box buried in the soil.

She subconsciously mentioned it.

"Tick-"

The movement was inaudible, but it made the hairs on Ye Fan's whole body explode.

"careful!"

Ye Fan roared, hugged Yuan Qingyi and rolled out.

"boom--"

A loud noise soared into the sky.

(End of this chapter)