In the carriage, Ye Fan's movement attracted the attention of many people around him, and countless eyes focused on him.
The middle-aged man's face showed both anxiety and expectation.
The stubborn disease on his back has been tormenting him for three years, and it has become worse and worse in the past few months.
It's fine during the day, but every night, it's hard to fall asleep, as if I'm being tortured by a thousand cuts.
But now, Ye Fan could see through his symptoms at a glance, which really surprised him.
However, Ye Fan is too young, at most eighteen or nineteen years old.
No one could imagine that such a young boy could treat such a difficult and complicated disease!
After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man's eyes flickered and he shouted to Ye Fan: "I, Sun Zhengyi, may I ask your little brother's surname?"
"Ye Fan!"
"Hello, Brother Ye, let's do this... I will contact the best hospital in Huahai immediately after getting off the car, and we will rush there for treatment. What do you think?" Sun Zhengyi asked.
"No need to go to so much trouble, just treat it here!" Ye Fan waved his hand.
"ah?!"
Hearing this, Sun Zhengyi was slightly startled, with a suspicious look on his face.
This is in the carriage of a high-speed train, and there are no medical instruments or disinfection equipment.
How is it possible to carry out treatment in such an extremely crude environment?
Seeing his confused look, Ye Fan smiled slightly and explained: "I am a Chinese medicine practitioner. This is not a big problem for you. It can be solved in a few minutes!"
As soon as these words came out, Sun Zhengyi's body trembled, his pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes, and huge waves arose in his heart, and he was extremely surprised.
It’s not a big problem? It can be done in a few minutes?
Are you kidding me?
In order to treat the stubborn disease on his back, he visited many famous doctors in China and even went to the United States for treatment. However, it had no effect and instead became more and more serious.
But now, Ye Fan's tone was so understated, it even gave Sun Zhengyi the illusion that he could easily cure his stubborn illness with just one action.
At this time, Ye Fan looked at him and said in a commanding tone: "Mr. Sun, take off your shirt, face down, and lie on the ground!"
When Sun Zhengyi heard this, he frowned, and an imperceptible look of anger flashed in his eyes.
With his status in the shopping mall, he is treated as a guest wherever he goes, and he can even sit on an equal footing with those political bigwigs!
How could Sun Zhengyi, who had always been pampered and pampered, accept being asked to lie shirtless on the dirty floor in public?
For a moment, he even wondered if Mark in front of him was deliberately making fun of him!
Noticing the change in his face, Ye Fan remained calm and composed, giving people a feeling of being unfazed, as if he was incompatible with the surrounding environment.
"Mr. Sun, there are many precious opportunities in life. You only have one chance. If you miss it, you will never come back again!" Ye Fan said calmly.
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Upon hearing this, Sun Zhengyi's complexion turned green and white, as if a battle between heaven and man was going on.
After more than half a minute, his eyes flashed, as if he had made an important decision, and he thought to himself:
With his current symptoms, he can only treat him like a dead horse! Even if he can't be cured, he has nothing to lose!
The next moment, he actually started to take off his suit and shirt in full view of everyone.
Although his clothes do not have an obvious logo, the workmanship and tailoring are of high quality. They are obviously made by masters and are valuable.
Although he is no longer young, Sun Zhengyi maintains a good habit of exercising all year round, so he does not look like a potbelly, and his bare upper body has obvious muscle lines.
Immediately afterwards, he followed Mark's instructions and lay down on the ground in the corridor of the carriage.
Looking from a distance, there was an obvious bulge in the center of his spine, like a fist-sized lump, but it didn't look like it was growing in the flesh, but embedded in the bones.
It was precisely because of this big lump that Sun Zhengyi couldn't straighten his back, and even compressed his nerves, causing him unbearable pain and fearing for his life!
"Mr. Sun, you must have been to many hospitals. This is a malignant bone tumor!" Ye Fan said calmly.
When Sun Zhengyi heard this, he nodded immediately, with a look of fear in his eyes.
Ordinary tumors grow in the skin or internal organs, but his tumor grew on the bones and was integrated with the spine. Unless the spine was removed, there was no possibility of removal!
Long before, major hospitals had issued death notices to him, believing that there was no need for any treatment at all. All he could do was wait for the day of death!
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"Brother Ye, is there any cure for my disease?" Sun Zhengyi asked tremblingly.
"Let it go! As long as I take action, not even the King of Hell can take away your life! In a few minutes, you will be back to your original state!" Ye Fan said confidently.
As soon as this statement came out, it immediately caused an uproar in the carriage, and a group of passers-by onlookers began to whisper:
"Holy crap! Who is this guy? He's so crazy!"
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but this bragging is too exaggerated! Without medical equipment, malignant tumors can be cured in a few minutes. Does he think he is Hua Tuo alive and Bian Que is reborn?"
"This kid is only a little older. He doesn't even have hair on his mouth. He probably doesn't even have a medical qualification certificate! If something happens to him, can he bear the responsibility?"
Hearing these questioning words, Zou Kai on the side crossed his arms in front of his chest, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and outlined a vicious smile, as if he was watching a good show.
In Zou Kai's view, Ye Fan is just a clown trying to please others. It won't be long before he will be embarrassed in front of everyone!
However, at this time, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear to the cynicism around him.
He slowly took out a box of silver needles he carried with him from his pocket. Dozens of silver needles were twisted in his hands, shining with a strange light under the sunlight.
Ye Fan, who holds the silver needle in his hand, is like a peerless swordsman who has obtained his natal sword, and his aura has also changed. The mountains stand tall and the mountains stand tall.
"quiet!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly, like thunder exploding in the ears of everyone in the venue.
There was an irresistible power in his voice.
Everyone in the venue felt as if they had received an electric shock. They felt as if their hearts were being pinched by a pair of invisible hands, and even their breathing was stagnated.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan flicked his wrist, and dozens of silver needles pierced Sun Zhengyi's spine like fairy flowers, surrounding the fist-sized lump in a full circle.
The magic needle that can overcome misfortunes in all directions!
This is a unique skill taught to Ye Fan by Mr. Wei. Although in the world of immortality, this acupuncture technique is nothing, on earth, it is a magical skill that can "living the dead, flesh and bones".
When Jiangnan Acupuncture King Lu Yunfeng saw him, he was so shocked that he even knelt down on the spot and worshiped Ye Fan as his teacher.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan squatted down and flicked the silver needle with his finger.
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard endlessly, echoing in the carriage.
Sun Zhengyi, who was lying on the ground, felt an indescribable warmth being injected into his body through the silver needle.
The unprecedented feeling of relief, as if he had taken some nectar and jade liquid, made his frowning brows relax, and he even couldn't help but want to moan.
"Pfft!"
Suddenly, a spurt of ink-black juice spurted out from the pores on his spine, exuding a fishy smell, like a skunk's fart, causing everyone around him to cover their mouths and noses.
Just then, an incredible scene happened——
I saw that the fist-sized knot on Sun Zhengyi's spine was suppressed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally became invisible.
Immediately afterwards, Sun Zhengyi climbed up from the ground with his back straight, stretched his body, held his head high, and his spine was as straight as a sword. How could he still have the hunched appearance before?
It has been less than a minute since Ye Fan took out the needle, and the bone tumor that has troubled Sun Zhengyi for three years has been cured. It is simply miraculous!
If this news spreads, I am afraid that famous doctors across the country will be stunned!
At this time, Sun Zhengyi turned around and looked at Ye Fan, his eyes full of excitement, and said in a deep voice:
"Brother Ye, my life-saving grace will never be forgotten. Please accept my respect!" As he said that, he bowed deeply to Ye Fan.
Immediately afterwards, he took out a checkbook and Montblanc pen from his wallet, wrote a series of "0"s on the check, and finally handed the check to Ye Fan respectfully and said:
"Brother Ye, this is the medical fee. It's not respectful, so please accept it!"
The next moment, the eyes of everyone in the venue fell on the check. A passenger who was closer was the first to see the number on the check clearly. His pupils shrank suddenly and he exclaimed: