Infinite Waste Pick-up System

Liu fan, holding a box of Nine Yang Xuan needles, uses Fuxi's eight trigrams acupuncture and moxibustion. With the enthusiasm of the old people, he gradually becomes handy.

Of course, this set of needling is not omnipotent. For example, an old man asked if he could recover his leg after 20 years of disability, and an old woman asked if she could relive the beauty of that year.

In this regard, Liu Fan did not speak with a smile and quietly pushed back all the precious bracelets and rings they handed back.

In fact, it's not surprising that patients put forward such wonderful demands. After all, Liu Fan's medical skills are almost divine.

There are eight patients in this ward. At least six of them are cured by Liu Fan. The pain is obviously alleviated, and several of them are cured directly!

"Mr. Liu, may I take a video? Your acupuncture is really amazing!"

Chai Xue incarnation small fan younger sister, raise mobile phone excited way.

Liu Fan frowned slightly. He didn't want to be famous, but when he saw Chai Xue's adoring eyes, his heart suddenly drifted, and then he said:

"yes, but don't photograph my face. My face is very precious!"

Wood snow smell speech a face happy, repeatedly nod.

Under the camera, a pair of magic hands are bringing good news to patients.

During this period, Liang Xiaoqiu also acted as Liu Fan's temporary assistant.

Ten minutes after grandma's cerebral hemorrhage was cured.

The door suddenly came the sound of disorderly and fast footsteps, and then the door of the ward was rushed open.

"Where are the people? Come on, push on!"

A male doctor with a mask roared, and several nurses behind him rushed in with an operation cart.

That momentum, that tense state of mind, as if a hurricane swept.

Next second.

The bustling ward suddenly quieted down.

All the people in the ward turned and looked at the intruders.

People cast surprise, doubt, helplessness, disgust and other eyes.

And it's more about complaining.

Then everyone began to continue the state of just now.

The male doctor, wearing a pair of gold rimmed glasses, sweeps everyone's eyes one by one. Finally, his eyes fall on Chai Xue who is taking photos.

At this time, the smile on Chai Xue's face has not yet converged. Although he is confused, he is still calm.

"Nurse Chai, what are you doing! What about the patients? "

The male doctor asked quietly, but there was a kind of anger brewing in his voice.

Chai Xue saw him, quickly put away his mobile phone, trotted over and said with a smile: "Dr. Kou, the patient has been cured."

Dr. Kou looked suspicious and surprised. "Do you mean the patient has been cured? Which patient, who cure, I remember the phone said but sudden cerebral hemorrhage

Just a few minutes is not enough for an operation!

Chai Xue pointed to the old woman who had fallen asleep on one side and said seriously: "this patient had cerebral hemorrhage, but he was cured by Mr. Liu Fan."

Then she pointed to Liu fan, who was the last one to see a doctor.

All of a sudden, Dr. Kou and the nurses were confused.

The old woman slept peacefully, even had a slight snore, which was like a patient with cerebral hemorrhage, while Chai Xue pointed out that the healer was a young man with a bandage on the back of her head.

"Ha ha Nurse Chai, do you feel bored at night

Dr. Kou took off his mask and showed a face of about 30 years old. He looked gentle, but now he was full of anger and anger in his eyes.

Chai nurse doubt "ah" a, not clear so.

"Why don't you make it up like a little bit? It's just because I killed you at noon that you teased me so much for such a lame reason."

Doctor Kou suddenly roared and scared nurse Chai to shrink up.