Lu Fan never paid attention to these people. He stared at Zhong Boyong and said in a deep voice:
"Yes, just judging from the vitality, blood and pulse, your father's current physical condition is at least no less than that of an all-around athlete at his peak."
"The qi and blood are extremely strong, and the breath of life is also ridiculously strong."
"But it is precisely because of this that there is too much energy in his body. To be precise, the energy is completely beyond the limit that his body can bear. If this energy is not released, I am afraid he will explode soon.
His body died and his whole body was shattered."
Zhong Waner stood there blankly, "Die by exploding?"
"Yes, although this is just my speculation, it should be close to ten."
Lu Fan turned around and said, "Prepare three basins, plastic drainage tubes, and silver needles for me. I will help Uncle Zhong administer acupuncture and detoxify him now."
…
the other side.
Gold Creek Hotel.
Tang Huanxi showed up driving a Maybach. After parking the car, she got out of the car gracefully and walked into the hotel wearing high heels.
"Hello, Mr. Tang."
Seeing Tang Huanxi appear, all the staff along the way stopped and bowed to say hello.
Since the incident at Jinxi Hotel ended, Lu Fan asked Yang Zipei to buy out all the shares in the hotel. Now the management of the hotel is in the hands of Tangxi Group.
Tang Huanxi is their boss.
"Is Lu Fan here?"
Tang Huanxi saw the foreman, looked at him and asked.
"Oh, Mr. Lu hasn't come yet, maybe it will take a while."
The foreman looked at the time: "There's still half an hour left, Mr. Tang, don't worry."
"Did I come early?"
Tang Huanxi was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Well, go ahead and do your work."
Sitting alone in the private room, Tang Huanxi breathed out softly.
She hesitated for a moment, took out a document bag from her bag, put it in front of her, and stared at the cover of the document with her beautiful eyes, motionless.
On the cover of the document, it says Laboratory Department of Nandu First People's Hospital.
Inside, is an inspection report.
As he looked at it, that unparalleled face suddenly burst into laughter.
"I wonder what this fool's expression will be when I take out the contents later."
She tapped the envelope with her slender fingers and kept raising her hand to check the time.
Half an hour.
Still haven't waited for Lu Fan's arrival.
"What's going on? Didn't he go out a long time ago?"
Tang Huanxi looked at his phone hesitantly, hesitating whether to call Lu Fan.
There was a knock on the door suddenly.
A young man in work clothes walked in, bent down and said, "Mr. Tang, someone has brought you a gift."
"Gift?"
Tang Huanxi frowned: "What gift?"
"You'll know for yourself when you see it."
…
at the same time.
Nandu International Hotel.
After Lu Fan finished the injection, he was sweating profusely.
At this time, Zhong Boyong, who was lying in front of him, had returned to normal color.
His face was rosy, the foam at his mouth had disappeared, and his breathing was even, and he looked like he was asleep.
But what was shocking was the three basins of blood placed under Lu Fan's feet.
Three drainage tubes were inserted into Zhong Boyong's three major acupoints. Blood continuously flowed out of his body, followed the drainage tubes, and dripped into the plastic basin.
"It's almost done. When you wake up, you can get out of bed and walk."
Lu Fan felt relieved, turned around and looked at Zhong Waner and asked: "Before you came to Nandu, did you meet anyone during the process, including in between? For example, have you seen those people?"
