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

Chapter 550 He Is That Child

Chapter 550 He Is That Child

"Because of a knot in your heart?"

When Ye Fan said this, the Chinese and Western doctors present were in an uproar, and many of them looked unhappy.

Hua Yanyu also had a gloomy pretty face.

Over the past 20 years, there have been [-] or [-] people who have treated Ye Zhendong, and Hua Qingfeng has been following up.

They all came to the same conclusion, the meridians were damaged and the qi and blood were not smooth, not caused by the knot in the heart that Ye Fan said.

And from their cognition, the heart knot only destroys Ye Zhendong's spirit, and it has half a cent to do with the paralysis of his legs?
So everyone turned their eyebrows at Ye Fan coldly.

Hua Qingfeng glanced over upon hearing the words, and was immediately overjoyed to see Ye Fan.

He was about to speak out, but saw his granddaughter stepping forward, staring at Ye Fan and shouting:
"Ye Fan, is it you again?"

"I've only heard of heart knots hurting my spirits, but I've never heard of heart knots being paralyzed."

"I was fooled by you in Tiancheng last time, and this time you want to come here to make a splash?"

"Let me tell you, my grandfather and the others have been miracle doctors for many years, and they are not easily deceived by you like me."

The last time at Xiao's house, Hua Yanyu was unceremoniously slapped in the face by Ye Fan and reprimanded by Brooke, and finally left feeling ashamed.

Hua Yanyu had complained about Ye Fan at that time, and she believed that Ye Fan saved Huniu by stealing her grandfather's "Three Talents Tong You", so she hated Ye Fan even more.

"That's right, young man. Heart knots lead to paralysis. This medical point of view is very novel."

"Young man, his thinking is hundreds of years ahead of ours. Maybe he thinks cancer is as simple as a cold."

"Boy, keep your feet on the ground, here are all seniors, don't be ashamed."

More than a dozen doctors present also echoed Hua Yanyu, sneering at Ye Fan.

Hua Qingfeng was about to speak out, but suddenly became playful at this moment, watching Ye Fan's response from the sidelines.

Ye Fan stepped forward to look at Hua Yanyu indifferently: "Miss Hua, if you look down on me like this, let's take a gamble."

Hua Yanyu sneered: "A gamble? A dignified doctor, he gambles at every turn, what's his quality?"

"If I ask Mr. Ye to stand up, you will be my little drug boy for three years, the kind who obeys what you say."

Ye Fan put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "If I lose, I will do odd jobs for you for ten years."

"it is good!"

Hua Yanyu originally wanted to refuse to bet, but when he heard about these bets, he immediately became interested:
"But I want to add one more condition."

"If you lose, you will not only go to Qingfengtang to do odd jobs for me for ten years, but you will also not be allowed to use our "Three Talents Tongyou" acupuncture method."

She imagined the days of torturing Ye Fan in the future, such as counting sesame seeds every day, or going to the cliff to collect herbs, in short, to regain the lost face in the past.

Knowing about Ye Zhendong's condition, Wang Qingwu couldn't help but stop him: "Ye Fan can't..."

"It's okay, I can handle it."

Ye Fan chuckled, then looked at Hua Yanyu and said, "Miss Hua, that's the deal."

"I'll join in the fun too, Ye Fan, if you win, I'll marry my granddaughter to you."

Hua Qingfeng suddenly said: "If you lose, you will marry my granddaughter."

Hua Yanyu almost vomited blood: "Grandpa, you..."

"Hua Lao, I don't bet with the old man."

Ye Fan also took a look at Hua Qingfeng angrily, then stopped talking, and squatted beside Ye Zhendong to check.

Soon, Ye Fan asked Hua Qingfeng to bring the silver needles, and he quickly divided them into nine parts, each with nine needles.

"Didn't you mean heart knots? Why do you also use acupuncture?"

Hua Yanyu couldn't help but sneered: "I want to see, what tricks can you play?"

"Acupuncture and moxibustion are only for activating blood qi, not for treating the root cause."

Ye Fan casually dropped a sentence, and then began to treat Ye Zhendong.

Nine silver needles appeared between his hands, Ye Fan held his breath and concentrated, his hands were like lightning, and he stabbed out the silver needles in an instant.

He didn't stop, he flashed his hands again, took another nine needles, and stabbed out again.

"Three Talents Tongyou..."

The faces of the dozens of doctors and Hua Yanyu who were watching all changed, and they recognized the acupuncture technique Ye Fan used.

Hua Yanyu couldn't stop saying: "Grandpa, did you see that, he secretly learned our family's ancestral acupuncture method..."

Hua Qingfeng's face darkened: "Shut up!"

"Whoosh whoosh—"

When Hua Yanyu was subconsciously quiet, Ye Fan thrust out the silver needles one after another, nine needles were inserted, nine needles each time, 81 needles were all gone in a blink of an eye.

"Ninety-nine to one, ninety-nine to one..."

Hua Qingfeng's eyes lit up, and he said in a trembling voice: "81 times the effect, 81 times the effect."

Hua Yanyu was taken aback: "Grandpa, what is ninety-nine return to one?"

"Acupuncturing nine times, nine times each time, the effect of acupuncture varies."

Hua Qingfeng said excitedly: "Ye Fan applied it nine times in a row, but it doesn't mean he just repeated it nine times. He has brought the three talents to the extreme."

"Nine times and nine needles, 81 kinds of effects, 81 times the effect of one time."

He sincerely admired: "Peak technique, peak technique..."

"what--"

As soon as these words came out, not only the doctors present were shocked, but Hua Yanyu was also dumbfounded, and then asked with difficulty:
"Grandpa, how can he be so powerful?"

"He secretly learned our family's acupuncture, how can he be better than you?"

She complained in a tone of voice: "You shouldn't allow others to watch you perform acupuncture, and make others step on our heads."

"Bastard!"

Hua Qingfeng couldn't stop scolding his granddaughter:

"Let me tell you, Sancai Tongyou is not the Hua family's secret method, and Ye Fan didn't learn from us secretly."

"On the contrary, I was able to learn this set of acupuncture because Ye Fan taught me when I was at the Song family."

"Without Ye Fan, I guess I haven't learned everything by now."

Hearing Hua Qingfeng's words, the audience fell into dead silence again. It was hard to believe that Ye Fan taught Hua Qingfeng this acupuncture method.

Hua Yanyu almost fell down, unable to accept this bloody reality, but seeing her grandfather's serious look, she knew it was not a joke.

She looked at Ye Fan with shame.

She always believed that Ye Fan was stealing, but she didn't expect her grandfather to inherit Ye Fan.

Cheeks are hot.

Wang Qingwu's eyes lit up, and she admired Ye Fan even more.

"rise--"

At this time, Ye Fan had finished all the needles.

Ye Zhendong's hands, legs, and body were covered with gleaming silver needles, which looked like a hedgehog.

It's just that Ye Zhendong still didn't respond at all.

His eyes were dull and his body was stiff, as if his heart was dead, and he had no nostalgia for this world.

Ye Fan ignored everyone's gaze, walked to Ye Zhendong's side, and whispered into his ear:

"A man who is upright should try to make up for his mistakes, instead of sitting in a wheelchair and being an ostrich for more than 20 years."

"Losing a child, you suffer, Mrs. Ye suffers, the children of Ye Tang who died suffer, and the lost child suffers even more."

"In the past 20 years, if you don't go to him, don't make up for him, no matter how much guilt, no matter how much self-blame, no matter how much you seek death and life, what's the point?"

"It's not that you can't walk, it's that you don't want to take responsibility, it's that you can't hold the sword, it's that you dare not face yourself in failure."

"If I were that child, I would hate you and hate you, because your cowardice and incompetence have allowed me to live icily for more than 20 years..."

Ye Fan's tone was calm, but it fell on Ye Zhendong's ears like a huge thunder. Every word made him tremble, and his eyes gradually became angry.

Hua Yanyu and the others were confused, but Hua Qingfeng shook along with his body.

He subconsciously clenched his fists.

He suddenly knew where Ye Zhendong's knot was.

"Ostrich, coward, Mrs. Ye is bitter, living coldly..."

Ye Zhendong's shriveled lips trembled suddenly, and he began to utter words with difficulty, and the pain on his face became deeper and deeper.

The silver needle trembled, as if it was about to shoot out at any time, and countless qi and blood were activated in Ye Zhendong's body.

It's almost the last bit of heat!
When Ye Fan frowned slightly, Hua Qingfeng walked up and whispered into Ye Zhendong's ear:

"Ye Fan, it's that child!"

"what--"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Zhendong suddenly roared.

"puff……"

Countless silver needles burst into the air, and he spurted out a mouthful of black blood...

(End of this chapter)