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

Chapter 805
Chapter [-] Overkill
Ye Fan originally wanted to blackmail him, but in the end, Jin Zhiyuan rebelled against him, so he could only give up his thoughts.

Jin Zhiyuan was in a hurry. After putting on her clothes, she asked Ye Fan to go with her to see the patient.

Obviously patients are very important to her.

Ye Fan didn't hesitate, and followed her through two houses and three open spaces, and then came to a small courtyard.

Before he got close to the courtyard, a big man flashed out from the darkness, blocking Ye Fan's way with an indifferent expression on his face.

The big man is about two meters tall, as strong as a mountain, standing in front of him is unspeakably suffocating.

Without saying a word, he just pushed Ye Fan.

Power down.

"Snapped--"

Ye Fan smiled faintly, raised his right hand, and punched the opponent's palm.

With a crisp sound, the big man groaned and took three steps back.

He looked down at the red palm, with shock on his face, as if he didn't expect Ye Fan to punch him back.

Moreover, his entire right hand lost strength, hanging down and unable to lift it up.

His eyes turned cold, and he waved his left fist to prepare to strike again.

"Axiu, step back."

Jin Zhiyuan hurried up and scolded: "This is the doctor I found to treat my grandfather."

The big man was slightly startled when he heard the words, he was very unwilling, but he gritted his teeth and retreated.

Jin Zhiyuan was very apologetic: "Doctor Ye, I'm sorry, this is my grandfather's guard, he's a stick, please forgive me."

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "It's okay, but if Chairman Jin wants to test me again next time, it's best to pay a little interest first."

"sorry."

Jin Zhiyuan's face turned red.

Ye Fan made her very embarrassed tonight, and she was too embarrassed to do it herself to test whether Ye Fan had the ability to win her respect.

Therefore, the big man had to make a move, but Ye Fan saw through it at a glance.

Ye Fan tilted his head slightly: "Let's go, finish it early, I'll hurry back."

"Doctor Ye, please."

Jin Zhiyuan introduced Ye Fan in: "The patient is my grandfather. Many years ago, his legs and feet were injured. He can only live in a wheelchair."

"But in the past few years, apart from being unable to move his legs, there was no difference in his body size or martial arts skills."

"But since the year before last, not only has he been completely paralyzed, but his body has also shrunk suddenly, making him extremely cold."

"I visited countless southern doctors for him, but none of them could cure him, so I brought him to Hong Kong City."

"Apart from the fact that he has only my relatives to rely on, I also want to see if Chinese medicine can be effective."

"Of course, I also mean to protect him, after all, he has offended too many people before."

"But in the past year, it has not improved, but it has made him weaker and weaker."

"When I met you tonight, and thought of the introduction in your information, I became a dead horse doctor."

On the way forward, Jin Zhiyuan briefly introduced the patient's condition to Ye Fan, her pretty face lost the coquettishness in the hall, and there was a touch of indescribable anxiety.

Filial girl ah.

Ye Fan gave her a high look when he heard the words, and his hostility also subsided a bit:

"Don't worry, I'll do my best."

While talking, Jin Zhiyuan led Ye Fan into a hall, then through a corridor, and finally into a room facing north.

The room was very large, more than 100 square meters, but the doors and windows were closed and the draft was strong.

Not only was the air conditioner turned on, the carpet was heated, but a stove was also burning.

There was a pot of hot water on top of the stove.

Sizzle.

The room had the rhythm of a flaming mountain, but when Ye Fan walked in, he still felt a biting cold.

This coldness is like substance, no matter whether it is air conditioner, carpet or stove, it can't drown and dissipate it.

Ye Fan glanced at it and locked on a stone kang.

There was also a charcoal fire burning under the stone kang, but it couldn't suppress the chill above.

And the person who exudes a chill is a skinny old man.

"This is the country of my grandfather, Quan Xiang."

Seeing the skinny old man with his eyes closed, Jin Zhiyuan's pretty face softened again:
"His body is getting colder and colder, and he can only hide in this room every day, so that he can barely have a little warmth, and he can only wake up for a while."

"If you let him stay outside, he will become unconscious within two hours, and even his eyes tend to freeze."

Jin Zhiyuan added the situation to Ye Fan: "Doctor Ye, do you know what's going on with my grandfather?"

"This disease is a bit like ALS, but it is more severe than ALS."

Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: "Let's talk about it after I explore it."

Jin Zhiyuan hurriedly said with one hand: "Doctor Ye, please."

Ye Fan walked slowly to the side of the stone kang, ignoring the heat of the charcoal fire and the carpet, and examined the patient closely.

Although the old man was extremely thin, with sagging skin and many wrinkles on his face, his eyebrows were very wide and thick, and he was very handsome when he was young.

The old man covered at least three layers of quilts, but the slightest bit of chill still radiated from his body, and when people approached, they couldn't help shivering.

He looked haggard, and was clearly terminally ill.

"Whoosh-"

When Ye Fan was examining the old man, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

Ye Fan's complexion changed suddenly, and he bent his body instinctively, like a sword that could strike at any time.

Hard-edged.

It turned out that when Quan Xiangguo opened his eyes, Ye Fan clearly felt a strange and majestic force sucking towards him in the void.

It was as if an invisible hand stretched out, trying to drag him into the endless abyss.

At that moment, Ye Fan, who smelled danger, instinctively reacted.

"cough--"

The old man saw Ye Fan hunched over and stabilized his body, with a slight surprise on his face, and then coughed.

Following the old man's cough, Ye Fan's heart trembled suddenly, and a pale look appeared on his face.

However, Ye Fan's eyes turned cold very quickly, he straightened his back slightly, and stabilized his leaning forward body.

He withstood the old man's second wave of attacks.

Then, Ye Fan made a judgment on the old man in his heart: "A peerless master."

"Grandpa, are you awake? This is Ye Fan, Doctor Ye."

At this time, Jin Zhiyuan came up from behind, grabbed the old man's hand and introduced: "I invited you to see a doctor."

"It turned out to be Dr. Ye, I'm sorry."

Quan Xiangguo withdrew the depth in his eyes, and resumed his usual turbid smile:

"Doctor Ye's cultivation is astonishing, and I don't think his medical skills are too low."

His tone showed his approval for Ye Fan.

Ye Fan also smiled calmly: "Old Mr. Quan is too much, how can my little tricks catch your attention?"

This sentence is [-]% modest and [-]% true.

The old guy is very sick, his days are fading away, and he is still so strong. If he is cured, he probably hangs himself.

"I didn't win the prize, but you really have the ability."

"If someone else suffered from my unexpected blow, even if their sanity is not lost, their heart will be stabbed and they will lose their combat effectiveness, but you can deal with it calmly."

Wrinkles bloomed on Quan Xiangguo's face:
"The land of Shenzhou is indeed Wuhua Tianbao with outstanding people and spirits."

(End of this chapter)