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Chapter 383 I Can

The old man in a Tang suit is called Fan Yuanxin, a well-known Chinese medicine doctor in Xingcheng. In Xingcheng, there are many Fanji pharmacies, and he can be said to be the first brother in Xingcheng.

Fan Yuanxin has two sons, the eldest is called Fan Chao, and now he is helping the old man in Xingcheng's medical business, while the second is called Fan Yue, who has always been idle.

Fan Lao and Fan Yuanxin were reluctant to send their second son to the drug rehabilitation center, so they locked Fan Yue at home and hired the best drug rehabilitation experts, but Fan Yue's drug rehabilitation effect has not been very good in the past two years.

"Dad...help me...I really can't take it anymore, give me a quick bite...please..."

Ding Fan followed Mr. Fan into the room, and saw a thin man locked on the bed with an iron chain. His eye sockets were sunken and the eye circles were black. He looked like an addict who had been addicted to drugs for many years.

Fan Yue kept struggling, looking very terrifying, the iron chains that locked Fan Yue made clanking noises.

"Old Fan, I have injected the second young master with a tranquilizer, but this time is different from before, his mood has always been very agitated..." At this time, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat came over and said .

Old Fan frowned tightly.Then he looked back at Ding Fan.

"Little friend, how do you feel?"

When he came, Ding Fan said that he would try it, so at this time, Mr. Fan naturally wanted to ask Ding Fan what he meant.

The middle-aged man in the white coat who spoke before was stunned for a moment. He glanced at Ding Fan behind Fan Lao, and there was a hint of unhappiness between his brows.

"Old Fan... who is this?"

"This is a little friend I just met. He wants to try and see if he can help..." Elder Fan said.

"Oh?" The middle-aged man in a white coat frowned, and he looked at Ding Fan beside him. "This friend, I can't tell that at such a young age, he actually has the means to detoxify?"

Ding Fan could naturally hear the unkindness in the other party's words, but at this moment Ding Fan did not have the same knowledge as him.

Ding Fan had already used his spiritual sense to investigate the situation of Fan Yue, because his heart condition is very fragile after taking drugs for many years, the current excitement has accelerated the blood circulation, if it continues like this, this Fan Yue will definitely die. things.

"Does Mr. Fan have silver needles? Bring me a set." Ding Fan said directly to Mr. Fan who was beside him.

Old Fan was stunned for a moment, apparently he never thought that Ding Fan would use silver needles for detoxification. You must know that Mr. Fan was considered a listed doctor in Xingcheng, and he had never heard of using silver needles for detoxification.

However, in the end, Elder Fan ordered someone to go down to prepare the silver needles. How could there be no silver needles in the home of the old genius doctor.

"Old Fan, I have to say something. Fan Yue's heart is very weak, and he can't stand it. If he doesn't seize the time to hold his breath, then if something happens..." Wearing a white coat After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he looked at Ding Fan who was beside him.

"If something happens, I'll be responsible." Ding Fan said calmly.

"Are you sure you can succeed?" Fan Lao who was on the side also asked Ding Fan with some worry.

"No problem." Ding Fan said calmly.

The middle-aged man in a white coat snorted softly. "Young people are really conceited. He can quit a drug that even a drug rehabilitation expert like me can't quit..."

"Stop humming around there. Who do you think you are? You can't get rid of the poison. Could it be that I, Brother Fan, can't get rid of it?" After it was done, he jumped out and bombarded the old man in the white coat.

How could there be sand in Muzi's eyes.

"Hmph! If detoxification is so easy, what do we need the detoxification experts and so many detoxification centers to do..." The middle-aged man in a white coat blushed and argued with Muzi. "To tell you clearly, I just don't believe that you can cure the second young master's illness."

"Then what if we get it cured?" Mu Zi had unreasonable trust in Ding Fan.As long as Ding Fan said she could, she believed she could.

"How long will it take to heal?" the middle-aged man in a white coat asked urgently.

"No more than a week..." Mu Zi said confidently.After speaking, Mu Zi looked at Ding Fan who was beside him. "Brother Fan, is one week enough?"

Ding Fan glanced at Muzi, he was really a troublesome little fairy.Ding Fan didn't want to answer Mu Zi's words at first, but at this moment, Mr. Fan looked at him eagerly.Ding Fan didn't like to say anything.

"Before dark."

before dark? !
The drug rehabilitation expert was taken aback. Now there is not much time before dark, and there are only three or four hours left at most.

"Hahaha... I have seen braggarts, but I have never seen such braggarts. As for the second young master's drug addiction, I followed him back and forth for two years, and even used the special medicine from Mi Ziguo. It's not getting any better, and you actually told me that it can be cured before dark..."

"What if it is cured?" Muzi asked aside.

The middle-aged man in a white coat snorted coldly. "If it's cured, I'll take off this white coat, and I'll never touch the drug rehabilitation business again, and I'll go bake sweet potatoes! But what if I can't cure it before dark?"

Muzi said with an indifferent expression. "You can do whatever you say."

The middle-aged man in a white coat nodded. "If it can't be cured, I will call the police at night and arrest you directly! Let you lie!"

"Okay, it's a deal!" Muzi said.

"A word is settled!"

At this moment, a servant had brought up a set of silver needles, and Mr. Fan directly handed the silver needles to Ding Fan.

Although Ding Fan's storage ring also contained silver needles, it was a bit too shocking to take out the silver needles in front of these ordinary people.So it's better to use the old man's directly.

Ding Fan took the silver needle and sat beside Fan Yue who locked him.Then Ding Fan started to sterilize the silver needles with an alcohol lamp.

"You... what are you going to do... get away from me, give me a breath... hurry up, give me a breath..."

Fan Yue kept tossing and turning on the bed, his emotions were on the verge of collapse.

At this time, Ding Fan didn't care how Fan Yue was tossing about. After sterilizing the silver needle in his hand, he took off the sock on Fan Yue's right foot.

Ding Fan controlled Fan Yue's right foot with one hand, and with the other hand he skillfully pierced a long silver needle directly into the tender flesh between Fan Yue's thumb and second thumb.

Ding Fan's acupuncture technique is different from the traditional acupuncture method. Ding Fan's acupuncture directly pierced all the inch-long silver needles.

Muzi, who doesn't understand Chinese medicine, and the drug rehabilitation expert, both felt pain for a while.

"Old Fan, does this kid understand? Isn't such a long silver needle piercing into the second young master's foot a disaster?" The middle-aged man in a white coat walked up to Old Fan and said.

At this time, Mr. Fan didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man beside him, his eyes were wide open.There was also a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Others can't understand Ding Fan's tricks, but this old man can understand a thing or two.

After all, this old man is known as a miracle doctor.

Although the old man did not know the name of the acupuncture method used by Ding Fan, he had seen it in ancient medical books.At that time, the medical book said that this acupuncture method is very delicate, and it needs to be controlled by Qi. Could it be said that Ding Fan has reached a height that he has not reached at such a young age?
Ding Fan was so engrossed at this moment that he didn't care what the people around him thought. After inserting that needle, Ding Fan took out another silver needle. After disinfection, this needle stuck in Fan Yue's other foot. position.

And just after Ding Fan's two needles were inserted, Fan Yue, who was originally frantic, calmed down.Emotions also stabilized.

Now Fan Yue is only breathing slightly short of breath.

"How is it possible?" The middle-aged man in a white coat looked at Fan Yue on the bed in disbelief.

You must know that Fan Yue just now was really crazy. If there was no iron lock on the bed, the other party would probably be able to chew him alive.

Tranquilizers were also administered, and soothing techniques were used, but they had no effect at all.But such a maniac person immediately calmed down after being stabbed with two needles by Ding Fan.

This is so unscientific!

Old Fan's eyes lit up. In Xingcheng, he was known as a miracle doctor, and the acupuncture method in his hands was his special skill. But like Ding Fan, one needle can control the emotions of a manic patient. How about asking himself? There was absolutely no way I could do it myself.

At this moment, Elder Fan couldn't help but look at Ding Fan twice more.In my heart, I was looking forward to Ding Fan's success rate in helping his son get rid of drugs.

"Did you see, my Brother Fan is so powerful, two injections directly calmed the patient down, can you?" Muzi on the side said to the middle-aged man in anger.

The middle-aged man's face turned red.

He wanted to refute Muzi, but he didn't have any capital to fight back, that's what he was.When he couldn't do it himself, Ding Fan did it.

"Don't worry, detoxification and calmness are two different things..." The middle-aged man in a white coat blushed and finally said.

"Then let's see..." Mu Zi said aside.

Beside the hospital bed, after Ding Fan calmed down Fan Yue with two silver needles, he directly grabbed the remaining silver needles and sterilized the handful of silver needles on the alcohol lamp with one hand, while with the other hand, Then he quickly tore off Fan Yue's shirt on the hospital bed.

After waiting for all the silver needles in Ding Fan's hands to be sterilized, Ding Fan stood up, and began to quickly pierce the silver needles in Fan Yue's chest with both hands.

Ding Fan's hands fluttered, and his afterimage could be seen for a while.

The middle-aged man in a white coat looked dumbfounded. "Is this acrobatics?"...

(End of this chapter)