The patients and families in front of them were all moving away.
Ye Fan's move just now shocked everyone. In one minute, he cured more than a dozen patients with mutations. This medical skill was amazing.
At least in their opinion, Ye Fan was better than Jin Zhilin's four doctors.
"stop!"
Just as Ye Fan approached the woman in yellow, the family members squatting beside him wiping their tears. A middle-aged man stood up and fisted at Ye Fan:
"I won't believe you Jin Zhilin anymore. Jin Zhilin is all quack doctors. I'm going to wait for an ambulance."
"If you dare to touch my wife, I will beat you to death."
He stared at Ye Fan and shouted, "And my wife has something to do, I won't let you Jin Zhilin go."
Seeing that there was another conflict here, countless spectators came closer and were excited to watch the fun.
Ye Fan grabbed the fist of the middle-aged man and greeted the other person's gaze calmly:
"Your left hand was cut off half a year ago, and your recovery was not very good. It will hurt severely when it rains."
"Your right foot tendon has also been torn, and it has been almost three years, but it has not been treated well, so you will suddenly lose power when you run quickly."
"Your ribs have also been broken, and your back has been broken more than a dozen times, and your internal organs have also been severely damaged."
"Also, your face that has been plastic surgery begins to get inflammation because of frequent pain."
"You'd better treat early, and leave the Black Fist Practice Platform early, otherwise you will be disfigured and lose your life."
Ye Fan threw the middle-aged man's hand back and said calmly: "If you don't think about yourself, you should think about your wife."
Ye Tianci clearly saw that the middle-aged man was stunned, as if he had met a ghost, and his whole body was completely petrified.
There is no doubt that every word Ye Fan said is true.
The middle-aged man opened his mouth and shouted, "How do you know..."
If he hadn't confirmed that he had plastic surgery until his parents didn't recognize him, he would have suspected that Ye Fan was coming to chase him.
"Swoosh swish swish--"
Ye Fan did not respond to him, but came to the woman in yellow. The latter had a dark face, his eyes closed, and he pretended to die.
Ye Fan asked Dr. Jin Zhilin to bring a box of silver needles, and immediately started to treat him quickly after disinfecting it.
The middle-aged man wanted to stop him, but eventually bit his lips and stopped moving.
After a while, the woman in yellow looked much better, and her forehead was still covered with sweat, but she had not moved or woke up.
Many people shook their heads, not thinking that Ye Fan could bring the patient back to life.
Several ghost reporters took the opportunity to continue to smear Chinese medicine: Chinese doctors are showing off their strength and harming patients again. The mobile phones of the dead are all over the clinic...
Ye Fan wiped the sweat, took out a silver needle and stabbed the head of the woman in yellow, while taking out the general jade without attracting attention.
He pressed the general jade against the patient's seal hall.
"Swoosh--"
Soon, the woman in yellow shook her body, screamed, and opened her frightened eyes.
"Wife, are you awake?"
The middle-aged man was ecstatic when he saw this and stepped forward and hugged the woman.
"Tianjun, I'm so scared. I dreamed that many evil spirits were pestering me..."
The woman in yellow also hugged the man tremblingly, and it took a full minute to stabilize.
"Wow, she's awake, she's ready."
There was a burst of cheers in the crowd.
"I have cured most of your wife's epilepsy. As long as I follow my prescription for one month, she will recover completely."
Ye Fan washed his hands and prescribed a prescription for the middle-aged man: "And she will also recover her ability to get pregnant."
The middle-aged couple was ecstatic: "Can my wife still get pregnant?"
The woman in yellow has not been able to get pregnant for many years, and she went to the hospital for examination without any results. It was just a physical condition problem, so the specific reason was unclear.
"Of course, but the premise is to throw away those two small shopping mirrors."
Ye Fan pointed a little finger at a small mirror hanging on the neck of a woman in yellow and a middle-aged man:
"These two Shang mirrors are called Yuanyang Mirrors. They are antiques. They were from the Shang Dynasty, but they were not daily necessities. They were used to bury them when they died, that is, they were buried with mirrors."
"The strange beast carved behind the mirror is terrifying, probably to trap the soul of the tomb owner. The longer you get trapped, the more resentful you are, the more you become, and you will even become a fierce ghost."
"Anyway, it is a sinister thing. This lady wears it all year round and has a cold body, so it is naturally difficult to get pregnant."
Ye Fan took General Yu back into his pocket: "It can even be said that it is causing the more serious epilepsy."
The middle-aged man widened his eyes: "Then why am I okay?"
Ye Fan looked at the middle-aged man and spoke lightly:
"The reason why you are fine is that you were born in the Yang year and Yang day, and your yang energy is very strong. Second, you are always boxing and have strong killing intentions, making it difficult to get close to you!"
"But when you get older, or your body is too damaged and unable to condense murderous intent, you will also be affected by it."
"Don't you think you've been hurt a lot more this year than before?"
He gave a suggestion: "So if it doesn't have any memorial meaning, it will be lost."
Hearing Ye Fan’s words, the middle-aged man’s face was already a little pale, and the woman in yellow even had goose bumps on her body and her body shook slightly!
They don’t want to believe such evil things, but everything Ye Fan said is fulfilled, and they have to believe it.
"Mr. Talented, we are taught by our husband and wife."
The middle-aged man quickly reacted and took out a bank card and spoke:
"This is our medical fee, 10,000 yuan, not much, so I can express my feelings."
"And all the losses of the clinic are calculated by us. You can estimate how much it will cost. I... I will send it to you in a few days."
Many doctors visited my wife's illness but failed. Now that he has been solved in Jin Zhilin, he is naturally grateful.
"I hope Mr. I will help you with this pair of mandarin duck mirrors."
He also took off his and his wife's mandarin duck mirror and placed it on the table, looking forward to Ye Fan and hoped that it would help solve it.
"Okay, I'll handle it for you."
Ye Fan agreed very happily, and then pushed the bank card back: "But the money cannot be collected."
"Jin Zhilin agreed to a free medical consultation for three days, and she would not accept free medical consultation for three days."
"One hundred people every day!"
In addition to Jin Zhilin's promise to have a free medical consultation, Ye Fan also saw that the middle-aged man was not well-off, otherwise he would not have done any black boxing training.
"Mr.——"
The middle-aged man was slightly stunned: "How can this work? You cured my wife today and dissolved our evil spirits. We also smashed the things..."
"We are not good at studying medicine, so we can't blame you for smashing it."
Ye Fan smiled faintly, then sat down at the clinic table: "Of course, you have to apologize and compensate these injured doctors."
The middle-aged man hurriedly said sorry and compensation to several Dr. Jin Zhilin.
Dr. Jin Zhilin accepted his apology, but he also refused to accept compensation from the other party.
"Sir, this is my business card."
The middle-aged man was very grateful to Ye Fan, and then took out a business card and handed it to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan glanced at him and smiled, "Xiong Tianjun? Good name."
"Xiong Tianjun?"
Ye Tianci, who was close to Ye Fan, frowned slightly: "This guy's name... is the same as the Wall Street business genius who has been missing for three years..."
"Mr., you don't accept medical expenses or compensation. We are really guilty."
Xiong Tianjun looked at Ye Fan very sincerely: "In this way, if I don't dislike it, I want to gain popularity for Jin Zhilin."
"Mr. Little man's medical skills are amazing, but he just lacks an opportunity to be paid attention to."
He looked at Ye Fan: "Once you have the opportunity to show it, combined with the young master's medical skills, Jin Zhilin will surely become famous."
Ye Fan chuckled: "Can you make it famous in one shot?"
Xiong Tianjun exhaled a long breath: "The more slander you can bear, I can get you as much praise as you like."
Ye Fan became interested: "Okay, Brother Xiong let go. As long as he becomes famous in one shot, I can bear the storm of the storm."
Xiong Tianjun was also very happy and stopped talking nonsense. He asked Jin Zhilin to find a wooden board, and then hid in a room and wrote quickly.
"Bang--"
Fifteen minutes later, Xiong Tianjun poked the wooden board at the door of Jin Zhilin.
The signboard just lit up and the audience rioted instantly.