After Zhang Xiaolei walked out of the toilet for a while, Jiang Fan walked out of the toilet. He slowly walked into the car, pushed the door and entered the soft bedroom. Zhang Xiaolei was already lying on the bed, and Li Hanyan had not yet slept. She looked at Jiang Fan, then turned her head to continue reading the newspaper.

"Director Li, the newspaper has been taken down!" Jiang Fan said with a smile

Li Hanyan looked down and the newspaper was indeed taken down, and his face turned slightly red and said, "Whatever you do, I like to read backwards!"

"Haha, I didn't expect Director Li to have such skills. I really admire him!" Jiang Fan laughed.

"Hmph!" Li Hanyan turned around and ignored Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan looked at Zhang Xiaolei, blinked his eyes, and gently pinched her waist. Zhang Xiaolei twisted her body and covered her head shyly.

Just now, Zhang Xiaolei was very crazy in the toilet. When she was excited, she grabbed and bitten it, leaving traces of madness on Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan smiled. After more than an hour of physical labor, he felt a little tired and fell asleep slowly on the bed.

I don’t know how long it took for the train to wake Jiang Fan up. He got up and watched, Li Hanyan and Zhang Xiaolei were gone.

"Hey, where have they been?" Jiang Fan said.

Jiang Fan held a towel and toothbrush and pushed open the door. He was about to meet Li Hanyan and Zhang Xiaolei, who happened to wash their faces and come back.

"It's so early for two beauties!"

Li Hanyan didn't say anything, Zhang Xiaolei smiled at Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan deliberately wiped Li Hanyan's side and deliberately hit Li Hanyan's shoulder.

"Oh, sorry." Jiang Fan said with a smile.

"Hmph!" Li Hanyan didn't say anything and pushed the door directly in. Jiang Fan smiled at Zhang Xiaolei helplessly: "This iceberg is hard to dissolve!"

At this time, the train radio rang: "A little boy fainted, had a high fever, twitched, vomited, had a big pus on his head, breathing weakly, and was in a very critical condition. Ask the doctor on the train to arrive at the No. 10 immediately."

Jiang Fan immediately rushed to the No. 10 carriage. Jiang Fan had just left, but Li Hanyan and Zhang Xiaolei also rushed to the No. 10 carriage.

When he arrived at the tenth carriage, Jiang Fan saw many people surrounding a woman holding a child, and the woman was sobbing. A man wearing glasses was listening to the little boy's lungs and heart area with a stethoscope. After a moment, the man shook his head and said, "The child's body temperature is 42 degrees, his breathing is weak, and his heart rate is very low. It's dangerous!"

"Doctor, save my child." The woman cried.

"The key problem lies in the pustules on the child's head. The infection is very serious and surgery is necessary immediately, but the conditions on the car are so poor that it cannot be performed."

"Please get out of the way, I am a doctor." Jiang Fan said.

The onlookers immediately gave up a path, Jiang Fan squeezed in, and saw the pustules on the child's first stance and screamed: "Poisonous boil!"

"What poisonous boil?" the man said.

"The poisonous boil is caused by the outbreak of fire poison in the body. This abscess penetrates the inside of the head. Generally, it is difficult to cut off the roots through the pus discharged through surgery, and it is very dangerous." Jiang Fan said.

At this time, Li Hanyan and Zhang Xiaolei also arrived. Li Hanyan said in surprise: "This is a complex abscess and cannot be performed, otherwise it will infect the head."

"Please save my child!" the woman cried.

"Sister, don't worry, we will do our best to treat your child." Li Hanyan looked at Jiang Fan and said, "This strange disease is only your Maoshan talisman that can be cured. Why don't you save the child quickly!"

"Sister, do you have a handkerchief?" Jiang Fan asked.

"There is a handkerchief!" The woman took out a handkerchief, Jiang Fan took the handkerchief, folded it immediately, and soon folded it into a small cloth man.

"What are you doing? The child is critically ill now, and you are still in the mood to break a toy doll!" the man wearing glasses said unhappy.

Li Hanyan and Zhang Xiaolei couldn't understand what Jiang Fan was doing. Although they had seen Jiang Fan's magical medical skills before, they couldn't understand what Jiang Fan wanted to do this time.

"Who has scissors?" Jiang Fan asked.

"I have scissors!" The conductor handed over a pair of scissors.

"Sister, please cut some of the child's hair." Jiang Fan said.

"Cut the child's hair? What is this for?" the woman puzzled.

"Yes, what do you want to do? I am a doctor who has been in medical care for more than 20 years and I can't understand what you want to do!" said the man wearing glasses.

"Sister, do you want to save the child? Just do what you want and don't ask anything!" Jiang Fan said.

"Of course I want to save the child, so I'll cut my hair for you right away." The woman immediately picked up scissors, cut off a strand of the child's hair, and handed it to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan took the hair and inserted it on the head of the small cloth man with folded handkerchief. It was strange that the hair was actually inserted on the head of the small cloth man with folded handkerchief.

Jiang Fan held the little cloth man with hair all over his head in the palm of his hand, "Who has the needle?"

"Do I have needles for sewing clothes?" a female train conductor said.

"Okay, please bring it quickly." Jiang Fan said.

The female conductor quickly brought a needle, Jiang Fan took it and said, "Director Li, please hold the child and let him look down."

"Okay." Li Hanyan immediately hugged the little boy, with his body slanted, and let his head sideways down.

"Please bring a trash can!"

The female conductor immediately brought a trash can, "Director Li, please turn the child's head to the trash can, and when the pus is discharged, so that the pus can flow into the trash can." Jiang Fan said.

Everyone present couldn't figure out what Jiang Fan sold in the gourd. He held a needle for sewing clothes and a small cloth man. How did he treat the disease?

"Sir, are you a doctor? Why do I think you seem to be playing games!" said the man wearing glasses.

"Human life is at stake, how dare I play games? You will know right away." Jiang Fan said with a smile.

Jiang Fan took the little cloth man and turned it three times over the boy's head, then silently recited the spell, pointed the child's forehead lightly, and then pointed it on the little cloth man's head.

Then Jiang Fan held the needle in his hand and gently stabbed Xiao Bu's head. A miracle happened. When the needle penetrated Xiao Bu's head, the pustule of the little boy holding Li Hanyan's hand immediately broke, and a large amount of yellow pus surged out.

The yellow pus flowed into the trash can. After the pus flowed out, Jiang Fan immediately threw the needle into the trash can, holding a sword in his hand, silently chanting the Maoshan sore curse: "The heaven and earth are yellow, the earth's law are nine chapters, thousands of wounds are destroyed, all of them are gone, and the Taishang Laojun is as urgent as the law!"

A white light flew out from the sword pointing, landing on the deflated pustules. The wound of the pustules was immediately closed, and the redness and swelling disappeared immediately. The little boy's twitch stopped immediately, the high fever immediately receded, and his body temperature returned to normal.

Jiang Fan stretched out his index finger and gently tapped it on the little boy's eyebrows. The little boy immediately opened his eyes, "Mom, I'm hungry!"

"The child is cured!"

Everyone was stunned. This was incredible! Use a needle sewing a cloth man to stab the head of a small cloth man, and the little boy's head would drain pus! What kind of medical skills is this? It is unprecedented! Even if Li Hanyan and Zhang Xiaolei saw Jiang Fan's magical medical skills, they were deeply shocked!

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