Ran Chuxue slapped Tang Fan angrily, but it was more like being coquettish.
"Blame me, blame me..."
Tang Fan has been practicing medicine for so long, and this is the first time he has made such a low-level mistake, and he feels quite guilty in his heart.
Ran Ping also stared at Tang Fan fiercely, but he held it in for a long time and did not dare to speak.
"Why are you staring? I didn't mean it!"
Tang Fan can admit his mistakes, but he will never allow others to say he is wrong. Who doesn't have self-respect?
"you……"
"How about you cure it? Do you know that I can sell this Maling Pill for at least 5 billion in the fairy market?"
When Tang Fan mentioned money, he immediately became energetic and spat out the words like rolling beans, giving Ran Ping no chance to refute.
"I didn't ask for a penny from you, and you're still not happy!"
"You don't know how much energy I spent refining the medicine just now, otherwise why would I be so careless!"
"Doctor Tang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to blame you, I just... feel sorry for the old man."
Ran Ping regretted it endlessly, fearing that he would offend this boy and influence him to treat his father.
Tang Fan said aggrievedly: "When have I not made tens of billions by treating others before? If you force me again, be careful that I settle the money with your Ran family!"
Ran Chuxue advised: "Okay, stop complaining, we know you are great, okay!"
At this time, the white liquid on Ran Shengong's hand turned black again, and Tang Fan followed the same method as last time.
There was not much flesh and blood on his hands, and the black bones were completely exposed.
"Oh my God, this poison is so powerful!"
Ran Ping stared at Ran Shengong's hands and opened his eyes wide.
Tang Fandao: "Humph, it's a good thing you met me. Otherwise, in a few years, when the poison has spread throughout the old man's body, even the gods will not be able to cure him!"
"I believe that as long as you, the miracle doctor of Tang Dynasty, are here, my grandfather will be cured!"
Ran Chuxue quickly flattered him. Now that she had figured out Tang Fan's character, she naturally followed the trend and tried to please him in every possible way.
"My eldest niece is still discerning!"
Tang Fan nodded with satisfaction.
Ran Chuxue's face turned red and she didn't dare to talk anymore.
After Tang Fan put Ran Shengong's hand into the jade basin three times in a row, the bones in his hand finally returned to their original color.
The first step was completed, and Tang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
He took out the rejuvenation jade ointment from the Qiankun bag, handed it to Ran Chuxue and said: "Apply the ointment on the old man's hand, don't miss anything."
Ran Chuxue quickly took it, and together with her father, she quickly wrapped Ran Shengong's hands with rejuvenating jade ointment.
"It's so itchy..."
The strength of the Maling Pill gradually wore off, and Ran Shengong regained consciousness.
Tang Fan said: "Growing muscle is what it feels like. Old man, you can thank me in advance now!"
Ran Shengong understood instantly and praised: "The medical skills of Tang Shengong are really superb!"
Tang Fan didn't want to waste any more time, so he simply took out the Golden Phoenix Needle and inserted it into the relevant acupuncture points on his wrist. At the same time, he used the repair function of the Purple Eye to connect the broken small meridians little by little.
With each meridian connected, Tang Fan used a golden needle to inject his true energy, gradually restoring life to his withered wrist.
The three members of the Ran family looked at Tang Fan's concentrated expression and did not dare to breathe for fear of disturbing him.
After another half an hour, Tang Fan raised his head.
At this time, due to excessive use of his eyes, his eyes were red and bloodshot.
Ran Shengong said: "Take a rest when you are tired, don't rush for this moment."
"It's almost ready!"
Tang Fan took a pill to replenish his strength and lowered his head again.
Ran Chuxue was moved in her heart, thinking that Tang Fan had sacrificed so much for her grandfather, even calling him Uncle Tang a hundred times was worth it!
She looked distressed, took a hot towel and gently wiped his face.
Since Tang Fan's body was covered in dust when he was refining the medicine, his face looked like a ghost drawing a talisman after being rubbed like this, making it even more ugly.
"hehe……"
Ran Chuxue chuckled.
"If you laugh again, Uncle Tang will spank you!"
Tang Fan raised his head and glared at her.
Ran Chuxue stuck out her tongue playfully and had no choice but to hold back her laughter.
Ran Ping glanced at Tang Fan depressedly. This bastard was teasing his daughter in front of him. This made him extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to say anything.
When Tang Fan raised his head again, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Old man, how do you feel?"
Ran Shengong looked at his hands blankly and asked carefully: "Can... move?"
"You try..."
Tang Fan waved his hand and removed all the golden needles.
"good!"
Ran Shengong gritted his teeth, ignoring the ointment on his hand, and clenched his fist hard.
"Bang!"
The ointment on his hand shattered to pieces, revealing a pair of delicate and smooth palms, like white jade!
"Oh my God!"
Ran Ping and Ran Chuxue stared blankly at the hands, unable to react for a long time.
"Haha, God will not kill me!"
Ran Shengong gave it a try and found that his hands could move freely, and he could be said to have regained a new lease of life.
He jumped into the courtyard and raised his palm towards a big tree in front of him.
As he waved his hands, silver light flew out, and the exquisite flying knife neatly carved the word "Tang" on the tree trunk.
These flying knives seemed to be pulled by a thread, circled around the tree, flew into his palm, and hid in his cuff.
Tang Fan was secretly shocked, no wonder Wudian would send agents to steal the exquisite sword technique, it was really miraculous.
Ran Shengong said: "This tree can never be cut down. Let's leave it as a witness for our descendants to let them know Tang Fan's contribution to the Ran family!"
"Old man, you are serious!"
Tang Fan waved his hand modestly.
“That’s great!”
Ran Ping bowed deeply and said, "The great doctor of the Tang Dynasty was so kind and benevolent that I will never forget him!"
Ran Chuxue also said: "Tang Fan, thank you!"
"I won't say any more polite words, but do you know that I...I have lost so much soul and how much money I have made less!"
Tang Fan looked regretful and shook his head repeatedly.
"Haha, Tang Fan, don't worry, our Ran family will not treat you badly in the future!"
Ran Shengong laughed loudly.
Ran Chuxue said: "Tang Fan, take a bath first and have a good night's rest."
Tang Fan nodded, cupped his fists at Ran Shengong and said, "Old man, see you tomorrow morning!"
Ran Shengong smiled and said: "Tomorrow, we will discuss it in detail!"
Tang Fan understood that his so-called detailed discussion naturally meant other things besides cooperation between the two parties.
Ran Chuxue accompanied Tang Fan back to the room and asked shyly: "You...do you need me to do anything else?"
Tang Fan smiled and said: "What, you want to bathe and change my clothes?"
"As long as you don't dislike it, I can do anything!"
Ran Chuxue knew he was joking, but she boldly raised her chest, looking like she was afraid of whom.
"I'm really scared of you, get out!"
Tang Fan pushed Ran Chuxue out.
"Humph, I asked you to pretend to be a bad guy, who is afraid of whom?"
Ran Chuxue stood outside the door and curled her lips, looking unconvinced.
"What a mean mouth!"
Tang Fan sighed, raised his hand and slapped himself.
Ran Chuxue stood in the courtyard waiting for a long time, and gradually she could no longer hear the sounds in the room.
"Hey, are you done washing?"
Ran Chuxue asked tentatively, but there was no sound in the room.
"Tang Fan, please speak!"
"Tang Fan!"
Ran Chuxue called several times, but no one in the room answered.
"Tang Fan, don't scare me!"
Ran Chuxue couldn't wait any longer, pushed the door open and barged in.
She searched around the room, but there was no trace of Tang Fan except for the exquisite flying knife inserted on the table.
"Tang Fan..."
Ran Chuxue looked at the empty room with disappointment, knowing that Tang Fan had left without saying goodbye.
Tang Fan was selfless when he came and magnanimous when he left. He did not take anything from the Ran family.
Ran Chuxue understood Tang Fan's thoughts, but the more she understood, the more she felt she was indebted.
Ran Chuxue was silent for a while, then picked up the throwing knife and went to find her grandfather.
"He's gone?"
Ran Ping stood up in shock.
"This guy...is worth getting to know deeply!"
Ran Shengong looked at the flying knife in front of him and naturally understood Tang Fan's intention of leaving without saying goodbye.
Ran Ping said: "He is obviously magnanimous, but he is deliberately petty. He doesn't want to cause us any trouble..."