Chapter 242 Sister Fan, leave you to me!

After eating and drinking, Jun Yan held Si Fan's hand tightly and refused to let her leave.

He hugged her directly and stared at her with his deep eyes, "It's so late, why don't you go back and stay with me?"

Si Fan looked up at the sky speechlessly.

Jun Yan smiled, "Silence is acquiescence."

Si Fan looked at him, "Your illness...don't you want to explain it to me?"

Jun Yan's eyes darkened, "What's the explanation?"

Si Fan stared at him, expressionless, "What do you think?"

Jun Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and he was a little afraid to look directly into her overly sharp eyes.

He avoided her gaze and said calmly, "It's caused by some psychological reasons."

Si Fan narrowed his eyes, "What is that?"

Jun Yan was silent.

Three seconds later, Si Fan nodded calmly, "Okay, forget it if you don't say it. I won't force you."

With that said, she wanted to get up from his lap.

But Jun Yan's arms held her tightly, not allowing her to move at all.

Si Fan did not move any further and remained silent.

The atmosphere between the two of them was quiet and strange.

Jun Yan hesitated again and again, but still did not explain, "I'm sorry."

Now is not the time to tell her these things.

Si Fan's fingertips fell on his frowning eyebrows, smoothed them gently, and said calmly, "Well, I understand, everyone has their own secrets, and so do I, so there is no need to say sorry to me.

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Jun Yan stared into her eyes, and his eyes gradually darkened.

Si Fan just held his face and smiled, "I should... maybe do something about your illness. Of course, the premise is that you trust me."

Jun Yan rubbed his palm against hers and kept staring at her with his dark eyes, "Believe me, I don't believe you, who else can I believe?"

Si Fan raised the corners of his mouth and lowered his head to kiss the tip of his tall nose, "Very good. Next, just leave you to me and I will cure you."

Jun Yan chuckled, his heart filled with emotion and joy, and he hugged her even tighter.

Even if she couldn't heal him, he was moved by her at this moment.

He didn't care what the outcome was, he only cared about her thoughts.

He seemed to have remembered something, so he leaned into her ear and murmured affectionately, "Girlfriend, do you agree to stay with me tonight?"

Si Fan looked at him, his lips twitching, "Can I still escape?"

The man said, "No, I don't allow it."

Si Fan touched his head and said, "Ang, then I won't come back."

She has always been very fond of her man.

Besides, he fell ill today, and she couldn't remain indifferent.

The man who succeeded had his mouth slightly curled up.

He suddenly understood the meaning of Jiang Wan's words.

The next morning.

It was the third day of the bet between Zhou Li and Duan Yong.

Duan Yong went to work as usual, his face was full of confidence, and he could even be said to have a winning chance.

One of the colleagues asked jokingly, "Dr. Duan, isn't today the day you made a bet with Dr. Zhou from Zhouli Traditional Chinese Medicine Store? How about it? Has the result come out?"

Duan Yong said, "Not yet, but don't everyone know what the outcome will be?"

After speaking, he smiled, with mockery hidden in his eyes.

The colleague nodded, "That's true."

No matter how powerful Chinese medicine is, it is impossible to cure a heart patient within three days.

What's more, under the impact of Western medicine, traditional Chinese medicine has declined to the point where no one cares about it. In other words, this profession is dispensable.

If you just walk down the street now, how many ancestral traditional Chinese medicine shops are there?

In the entire Xiangcheng, there are only two or three Chinese medicine doctors who can be called famous.

As for Western medicine, there are a lot of old professors and experts, and they are springing up like mushrooms after a rain.

It is basically impossible for traditional Chinese medicine to rise.

Duan Yong's lips curled up, "I'm going to win anyway!"

After a while, he asked Zhou Li to kneel down facing him at the entrance of his hospital and shout "Long live Western medicine!"

Just thinking about it makes me feel beautiful!

Just as I was thinking about it, my colleague suddenly asked, "By the way, Dr. Duan, your special medicine has been tested on several other heart disease patients in the past few days. It doesn't seem to have much effect? ​​This special medicine can really cure heart disease patients."

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When Duan Yong heard this, his expression changed slightly.

To be honest, this was also a point that puzzled him very much.

Three days ago, after he made a bet with Zhou Li, he was very motivated to experiment with special medicines on several heart disease patients.

But after three days, the treatment effect was not satisfactory.

He still hasn't figured out what the problem is.

Why was this special medicine used on that Si Yi child, and the effect was amazing?

But when used on other patients, it has little effect?

This discovery made him extremely uneasy.

If it doesn't work anymore, all the data he made on Si Yi will be overturned.

Duan Yong gritted his teeth slightly, "Wait a few more days and see!"

Everyone's physique is different, and it may not only be related to physique, but also to age and gender.

Si Yi is relatively young, only in his teens, and his body has strong repair ability, so when he uses special medicine, the effect is good.

But this is not necessarily the case for others. It may take a few days to have an effect.

The colleague nodded and said nothing, but in fact he felt a bit contemptuous.

Because Duan Yong was so high-profile about his special medicine a few days ago, many cardiologists unanimously concluded that his medicine has a good therapeutic effect on heart disease patients.

But when it comes to actual use, it's just... so-so.

Some heart disease patients even experience various rejection side effects.

Upon discovering this, he did not tell Duan Yong immediately, fearing that it would damage his strong self-confidence.

Moreover, if there is any real effect, the results will be available in a few days. Data is the most telling.

At this time, a nurse hurriedly entered the door of the cardiology department, "Dr. Duan, Dr. Zhou from the Chinese medicine store opposite has come to our hospital!"

Duan Yong raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Oh? He came to the hospital to admit defeat and kowtow to me to apologize?"

"No." The nurse shook her head, "He wants you to fulfill your bet, kowtow to him to apologize, and shout long live Chinese medicine!"

When Duan Yong heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, "I think he wants to win and is going crazy!"

He turned to look at his colleague, his smile even brighter, "Do you think I should call an ambulance for him to be sent to a mental hospital?"

The colleague nodded, "Should call!"

Duan Yong almost died laughing, then took out his cell phone and tried to call the mental hospital.

But before the call was made, the nurse spoke again, "Dr. Duan, that Dr. Zhou said that he was afraid that you wouldn't believe it, so he brought the child with heart disease to our hospital for a full-body examination. Now, there is a gathering in the examination department.

A lot of people, even our dean, went to see it."

"What?"

Duan Yong's eyes widened in disbelief.

The nurse nodded, "Yes, the dean just asked me to get you over quickly and handle the situation properly."

"What a madman!"

Duan Yong cursed and walked out of the department impatiently.

Cardiac ultrasound room.

Dean Ma held the report he had just inspected, his face full of shock.

"This, this..."

This hesitant tone made Jiang Qin extremely nervous, "Dean Ma, how are you? Is my son's heart disease cured?"
Chapter completed!