Although Ye Fan's voice was not very loud, it was loud and full of convincing power.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him.
From the appearance, he is just a boy of 17 or 18 years old. He is even wearing the uniform of Suhang No. 1 Middle School. He has nothing to do with being a doctor.
However, what he said just now does make some sense!
A dead horse is a living horse doctor!
Anyway, now Wang Zhen has one foot in the gate of hell, no matter how much Ye Fan tries, it can't be worse!
In this case, why not let him try? Even if the hope is slim, what if a miracle really happens?
At this time, Lu Yunfeng suddenly took a step forward and glanced at Ye Fan with his sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through his soul.
Ye Fan was not afraid at all, he held his head high and looked at Lu Yunfeng neither humble nor arrogant.
For a time, the two people's auras were evenly matched.
After pondering for a moment, Lu Yunfeng suddenly said:
"Young man, Brother Wang... is already hanging on by a thread. He will only be hanging on by a thread for a long time. Unless Hua Tuo is alive and Bian Que is reborn, there is no possibility of survival! Moreover, with you
At his age, he must not have obtained the medical qualification certificate, so he is not qualified to consult people! But——"
Speaking of this, Lu Yunfeng changed his subject, his eyes sparkled, and he said in a deep voice:
"Brother Wang is my best friend, and I want him to wake up more than anyone else! Young man, go ahead and give it a try...even if someone pursues the matter afterwards, I will shoulder the full responsibility!"
Hearing these words, the face of the triangular-eyed man on the side changed.
He never expected that Lu Yunfeng would ask Ye Fan to treat his adoptive father.
At this moment, the triangular eyes and mouth were slightly opened, and he hesitated to speak, but finally did not speak.
At this moment, his adoptive father's secretary and driver were present. If he tried to stop him now, he would inevitably be "talked about" and even gossiped about.
In desperation, he had no choice but to remain silent, but his narrow eyes were half-squinted, emitting a cold light like a poisonous snake, staring at Ye Fan with full hostility.
At this time, under the attention of everyone, Ye Fan strode to the hospital bed, put his hands on Wang Zhen's head, and prepared to use the power of the green dragon in his body to treat him.
The green dragon belongs to wood and governs life and death, and the power of the blue dragon is also the world's first-class healing technique.
His neck was bitten by Qin Meier before, and it only took Ye Fan a few seconds to make the wound heal as good as new.
He took it for granted that the power of the blue dragon could also cure Wang Zhen's cerebral hemorrhage.
After all, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!
However, at this moment, Mr. Wei's voice suddenly sounded: "Xiaofan, the power of the blue dragon is indeed mysterious, but now this patient's injury has been made worse by that quack doctor. I'm afraid that in a few minutes, Black and White Wuchang will come to the door.
We are here to claim our lives! The power of the blue dragon alone will not help at all!"
"Mr. Wei, what should we do?" Ye Fan asked anxiously.
"Ah ha ha ha... I am here, let alone a kid seeking my life, even if the King of Hell comes, I have to kneel down in front of me!"
Mr. Wei's voice suddenly became overbearing and overbearing, looking down upon the world and arrogant among the heroes, showing the power of a generation of immortals.
"Xiao Fan, I will teach you the "Sacred Needle for Overcoming Disasters"! As long as you learn this magical needle, and cooperate with the power of the blue dragon, you can activate the vitality in the body of the sick person, rejuvenate the body, and bring the dead back to life!"
…
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan felt an unstoppable force pouring into his forehead.
Countless torrents of knowledge forced their way into his mind.
I don’t know how long it took, it seemed as long as more than ten centuries, and it seemed as short as a moment. Ye Fan finally opened his eyes, and the light like stars bloomed in his eyes.
However, because his back was turned to everyone, no one noticed anything strange about him. They saw him standing in front of Wang Zhen's hospital bed, as motionless as a wooden man.
Seeing this scene, a look of disdain appeared on the face of the beautiful woman with triangular eyes.
In their view, even if a "variable" like Ye Fan appeared, it would be difficult to change the outcome of Wang Zhen's death!
Even Jiangnan Acupuncture King Lu Yunfeng was at a loss what to do. How could he, a young boy, create any miracles?
Not only the two of them, but almost everyone in the emergency room did not think highly of Ye Fan and only regarded him as a kid who talked nonsense!
If Lu Yunfeng hadn't taken the initiative and was willing to let him have a try, the hospital would never have let him interfere!
At this time, Ye Fan suddenly turned around and said to Lu Yunfeng: "Master Lu, can I borrow a silver needle?"
"Huh?!"
Hearing this, Lu Yunfeng raised his eyebrows, his face full of surprise.
He didn't expect that Ye Fan was also a Chinese medicine practitioner, using acupuncture.
In his opinion, young people of this age, let alone performing acupuncture and treating diseases, might not even be able to identify the acupuncture points on the human body, right?
Although full of suspicion, Lu Yunfeng took the initiative to hand a pile of silver needles to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan twisted one out of it and stabbed it towards the Yangbai point on Wang Zhen's head.
"Stab it!"
Although Mr. Wei had just taught the "Sacred Acupuncture for Fighting Disasters", because it was the first time to insert acupuncture and he had no previous experience, Ye Fan accidentally shook his hand and inserted it crookedly!
The silver needle pierced Secretary Zhao's skin, and blood flowed from it.
Seeing this scene, Lu Yunfeng's face showed disappointment, his eyes darkened, and he shook his head helplessly.
the more you hope, the harder you fall!
Among the whole audience, I am afraid that Lu Yunfeng was the only one who really hoped that Wang Zhen could wake up!
But now, seeing Ye Fan's poor acupuncture skills, he was really helpless.
On the other side, the triangular eyes pointed at Ye Fan and cursed: "You brat, are you saving people or killing people? My adoptive father is dying soon, and you still dare to disrespect his body and seek death!"
As he spoke, Triangle Eyes raised his fist and attacked him.
When Ye Fan heard the words, he turned around slightly, his tongue bursting with spring thunder:
"roll!"
He condensed the inner energy in his body into this word, and it exploded in the field like thunder.
My triangular eyes bore the brunt of the shock, and my eardrums vibrated. I felt a tightness in my chest, as if my heart had been violently grasped by a pair of invisible hands. I could hardly breathe, and I couldn't move my body.
At this moment, Triangle Eyes looked at Ye Fan with a touch of fear, and he did not dare to step forward to provoke him again.
As for Ye Fan, who was holding the silver needle in his hand, his aura also changed.
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, he finally took out the needle again. With a flick of his wrist, dozens of silver needles flew toward Wang Zhen's head like fairy flowers.
The speed was so fast that it was dizzying. In just a moment, all the acupuncture points on Wang Zhen's head were filled with silver needles.
…
"How can it be!"
Seeing this scene, Lu Yunfeng's pupils on the side suddenly shrank, his face was full of disbelief, and he exclaimed: "This is... flying needles to remove acupuncture points?!"
A layman watches the excitement, an expert watches the door.
In acupuncture, the most difficult thing is to insert the needle. The angle, depth, strength, and even the speed of each needle will have different effects on the injured person.
Even Lu Yunfeng is extremely careful when inserting acupuncture, and must hold the silver needle tightly when performing it.
However, just now, Ye Fan flicked his wrist in an instant and fired dozens of needles without making any mistakes.
With this unique skill of "flying needles and acupuncture points" alone, as far as Lu Yunfeng knows, there are many Xinglin masters in China who can do it on one hand, and every one of them is a leader in the field of traditional Chinese medicine!
For a moment, Lu Yunfeng's eyes sparkled, and he thought to himself, could this young man in front of him really be able to create miracles?
At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly walked up to Wang Zhen, stretched out his index fingers, and flicked the silver needles on Wang Zhen's head with his nails.
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"
For a moment, the sound of gold and iron echoed in the emergency room, making it extremely exciting.
"Guanyin hand?!"
Seeing this scene, Lu Yunfeng couldn't help but exclaimed.
You must know that only the direct descendants of the Bodhi Needle are qualified to learn the secrets of the Bodhi Needle. Even Lu Yunfeng can only barely master it.
Where did the kid in front of me learn this?
But what Ye Fan did next caused Lu Yunfeng's heart to stir up a storm again.