After taking a shower, Jiang Fan did not go back to the cell, but went directly to the cafeteria for dinner. There were many people in the cafeteria, and happened to meet Wang Wei and Zhu Daxin queuing.
"Brother, you are so awesome. I heard that Brother Qiang was scalded by you with hot water!" Wang Wei said happily.
"Your news came very quickly." Jiang Fan said.
"Brother, the incident of Brother Qiang being scalded has spread throughout the prison! Many people in the prison are dissatisfied with Brother Qiang. It's so satisfying to be scalded this time!" Wang Wei said.
"Brother, you have to be careful recently. Brother Qiang will never give up. Besides, he is a member of Brother Hu, so they will definitely find an opportunity to attack you." Zhu Daxin said.
"Hmph, I'm so easy to deal with these trash. I hope they won't let me down!" Jiang Fan sneered.
"Not good, it's dead!" A shout suddenly came from the cafeteria.
Jiang Fan looked back and saw a large group of people surrounding the northeast corner of the canteen, "Brother, let's go and have a look!" Wang Wei said.
Jiang Fan hurried over and opened the crowd. Finally, he saw a prisoner lying on the ground with his eyes closed, about fifty years old, with gray hair and purple face.
"Everyone can dodge it! The doctor is here!" the prison guard shouted.
The crowd went apart, and two doctors in white coats walked into the crowd. One of them was in his thirties and looked through the eyes of the patient on the ground, then took out the stethoscope and listened to the patient's heart, put away the stethoscope.
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"This person is dead, died of myocardial infarction!" the middle-aged doctor shook his head.
"What, I'm dead, I'm fine just now, why did I die!" someone said in the crowd.
The middle-aged doctor stood up and said to the prison guard: "Please carry him away!"
Two prison guards came up and were about to carry the patient on the ground.
"etc!"
Jiang Fan came to the middle-aged doctor and said, "What's the matter?" the middle-aged doctor asked.
"This person is not dead, he can still be saved!" Jiang Fan said.
"What, he is not dead! What are you talking nonsense! Your pupils have spread and your heartbeat has stopped. Do you dare to say that he is not dead!" The middle-aged doctor looked at Jiang Fan coldly.
"He is indeed not dead, and he can still be saved!" Jiang Fan said firmly.
"Who are you? Why do you say he is not dead?" the middle-aged doctor said coldly.
"I am also a doctor. I can save him in three minutes!" Jiang Fan said.
"Okay, I'll give you three minutes. I want to see how you can bring him back to life!" the middle-aged doctor sneered.
Jiang Fan squatted down, stretched out his palm, silently recited the evil-removing curse, removed the gray disease in the patient's heart point, and then extended a white index finger to point it in the middle of the heart. A white light column entered the heart. After the heart was stimulated by the white light column, it immediately
It shrank down, then stretched out, and the heart began to beat.
Jiang Fan stretched out his index finger and lit the patient's eyebrows, stood up, looked at the middle-aged doctor, and spread his hands, which meant that the treatment was completed.
"The treatment is over? Why didn't the patient come alive?" The middle-aged doctor looked at the patient on the ground.
As soon as he finished speaking, the patient lying on the ground opened his eyes and stood up and sat up.
"Ah! I'm alive! I'm alive!" everyone exclaimed.
"What's going on? How did he live?" The middle-aged doctor was at a loss. He looked at Jiang Fan in shock as if he treated him as a monster.
"It's amazing! I haven't seen any injections or taken medicine. The dead people were rescued. This is even more powerful than Hua Tuo!" everyone discussed.
"Can you tell me how you saved him?" The middle-aged doctor was full of doubts, and he wanted to know the reason very much.
"The reason is very simple. He just had a myocardial infarction and the heart stopped beating temporarily. The main reason is that the heart is surrounded by a large amount of gray disease qi, and the heart point is blocked by gray disease qi, which leads to the lack of blood and support of the heart. As long as the heart is removed, Xinshu is removed
With the gray disease in the acupoint, the heart will naturally receive blood and supply, and the heart will return to normal!" Jiang Fan explained.
"You are the miracle doctor Jiang Fan!" said the middle-aged doctor in surprise.
"Yes." Jiang Fan nodded.
"Oh, I have seen your deeds in the Donghai Poster magazine. It's so amazing. I always thought it was media hype. I didn't expect that there was such a magical medical technique in the world!" the middle-aged doctor sighed.
"Haha, there are many magical things in this world that we find difficult for us to recognize and understand." Jiang Fan smiled.
"Doctor Jiang, I have a very important patient. Can you ask you for help with treatment?" said the middle-aged doctor.
Jiang Fan showed a hint of embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I'm a prisoner now, and I can't treat you with you."
"Don't worry about this. I will apply to my superiors. As long as you are willing, you can arrange for you tomorrow." said the middle-aged doctor.
Jiang Fan hesitated and said, "This, this..."
"I am a military doctor in the Third Prison of Donghai, named Song Wenjie. This patient is very important. Please be sure to help!" Song Wenjie begged. It seems that he has something to hide, and there are some things that are difficult to talk about in the public.
"Okay, I promise you that you will only know the result if you can cure it." Jiang Fan said.
"Thank you so much. I'll go back and apply immediately. I guess I'll come to ask you for treatment tomorrow." Song Wenjie said excitedly.
After everyone dispersed, Jiang Fan returned to the cell. He was thinking about what was said in Song Wenjie's words, "Wang Wei, do you know Song Wenjie?"
Wang Wei nodded and said, "I know, he is a military doctor in the prison and often comes to the prison to treat people."
"Is there something big happening in the prison before I came in?" Jiang Fan said.
"Let me think about it, it seems that there is no!" Wang Wei said in thought.
"Weige, you forgot that something big happened in prison half a year ago?" Zhu Daxin reminded.
"Oh, I remembered that something big happened in the prison half a year ago. It seemed that a prisoner was transferred from a prison in another place. He was killed and seriously injured within a few days. Later, the prisoner went to unknown wherever he was, and he did not know his life or death." Wang Wei said
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"Do you know who killed it?" Jiang Fan said.
"I don't know, I remember that person was weird. He didn't talk to anyone after he arrived at the prison. He was also away from him when he was having dinner. At night, he was alone in a daze across the wall." Wang Wei said.
"Is there anything unusual about the days when he was killed?" Jiang Fan said.
"Some people say he has already sleepwalking at night, but he doesn't know the others." Wang Wei said.
"Did you think that person was killed by Brother Hu?" Jiang Fan said.
"It's possible, but on the surface I didn't see any conflict between him and Brother Hu." Wang Wei said.
"Oh, is there anything strange?" Jiang Fan said.
"Is it a big deal to die two people?" Zhu Daxin said.
"Oh, when did the two people die, and how did they die?" Jiang Fan said.
"It was the second day after the weird man was seriously injured and disappeared. I heard that two prisoners died of illness. I don't know what exactly died of illness." Zhu Daxin said.
"Yes, this is the case. Some people say that he was beaten to death." Wang Wei said.