The silver needle made a buzzing sound, and the faces of Li Wei and Yan He, who were relatively close, changed.
As masters of Chinese medicine, how could they not feel that Chen Fan's acupuncture technique was definitely extraordinary.
But others couldn't see the reason. They just felt that Chen Fan was pretending to be a ghost. After a quarter of an hour passed, Chen Fan would definitely reveal his true colors.
Just when everyone was about to watch Chen Fan's joke, a trace of dark blood flowed out of the patient's nose.
The patient's originally cloudy eyes also became much clearer at this time.
"Look, this guy has cured a patient's problem, and he's just waiting to be sued by the patient's family!"
A middle-aged Chinese medicine doctor shouted excitedly.
They all wanted to see Chen Fan make a fool of himself, so that they could keep their reputation.
Upon hearing this, many people's faces were filled with joy.
However, things backfired.
The patient suddenly discovered that his left hand and left leg, which had lost the ability to move, seemed to be gradually becoming numb, and a trace of consciousness was returning.
This caused a look of surprise on the patient's face, and he tried to lift his arm.
"Wait a moment, you can't move yet." Chen Fan's voice suddenly reached the patient's ears.
The patient quickly nodded towards Chen Fan. The feeling of regained consciousness convinced him that the person in front of him was definitely a miracle doctor!
After all, he has been paralyzed for two years and is cared for every day like a disabled person. How many times has he felt that he has no hope for the future, and how many times has he wanted to give up.
But today, he had the courage to live again.
That kind of excitement made the patient's body tremble slightly, and tears gradually fell down his cheeks.
"What on earth is this kid doing? The patient is crying in pain, why don't you stop quickly!" Someone in the crowd noticed something was wrong, pointed at Chen Fan and shouted angrily.
Chen Fan, however, ignored the other party at all and continued to move the silver needle.
"Asshole, this kid must be seeking revenge. Knowing that we exposed his plan, he now wants to take revenge on the patient. Stop him quickly!" Someone else guessed.
For a moment, the scene seemed a little chaotic.
At this moment, a group of bodyguards dressed in black suddenly rushed out and blocked the doctors outside the cordon.
"What are you doing? That kid is committing a crime! Get out of the way."
Unfortunately, no matter how much the doctors shouted, the bodyguards in black had no intention of giving in.
The fierce eyes made those doctors only dare to shout a few times, but no one dared to take a step forward.
"Are your hands and feet still numb?" Chen Fan asked the patient as if he didn't notice the surrounding situation.
The patient shook his head excitedly: "No more numbness."
Chen Fan then reached out and pulled out the silver needles from the patient one by one.
"Boy, have you given up? But if something happens to this patient, just wait to be complained!" Seeing that the patient was still sitting in the wheelchair, Li Wei said sarcastically.
But he didn't know that the patient didn't dare to move because he hadn't received Chen Fan's permission yet.
After all, he finally regained consciousness. If something went wrong while he was moving around, it would really be more of a loss than a gain.
"Miracle doctor, can I move?" The patient couldn't help but asked Chen Fan.
Miracle doctor?
This name of the patient made everyone at the scene stunned.
Li Wei even said sarcastically: "Calling this patient a miracle doctor is a bit exaggerated, isn't it? After all, he didn't cure your disease either."
Chen Fan glanced at Li Guai, nodded and said, "Okay."
Hearing Chen Fan's answer, the patient became even more excited. He slowly supported the wheelchair and stood up while everyone was stunned.
For a moment, everyone's jaws almost dropped to the ground.
Especially Li Wei, who had just ridiculed Chen Fan, his cheeks turned red as if he had been slapped several times.
"This, how is this possible?!" After a while, Li Wei finally came back to his senses and exclaimed in shock.
No one knows the patient's condition better than him. He just read the medical records and personally checked the patient's condition. There is no sign of recovery after two years of recovery. It can be said that he will never be able to recover again in this life.
Stand up again.
But now, right in front of his eyes, the patient stood up!
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it.
"Take two steps and feel it." Chen Fan's voice sounded again.
The excited patient nodded heavily and walked a few steps forward. Although he had not walked for a long time and staggered a little, he still walked a few steps.
"Plop!" a sound.
Next, the patient bent his legs and knelt directly in front of Chen Fan. At this moment, he was already sobbing.
"Miracle doctor, you are really a miracle doctor! I haven't walked on my own for two years. I even forgot what it feels like to walk! Thank you, thank you for giving me a new life! You are mine.
My benefactor!"
With these words, the scene fell into silence again.
Chen Fanlian stepped forward to help the patient up: "I am a doctor, this is what I should do."
In an instant, Chen Fan's image seemed to be shrouded in light, appearing sacred and majestic.
"He, he really passed six levels?"
Someone in the crowd reacted.
Upon hearing this, everyone at the scene looked at Chen Fan in shock. A boy in his twenties had really passed the six levels. This news was even more shocking than the fact that he had cured a hemiplegic patient!
Li Guai was confused and looked at Chen Fan in astonishment.
However, the next scene made the scene even more shocking.
Just as Chen Fan helped the patient up, another figure knelt in front of Chen Fan.
When everyone saw the figure clearly, everyone was stunned for a while.
Because the person kneeling in front of Chen Fan was none other than Yan He, a leading figure in Chinese medicine.
"Master, please accept my disciple's bow!" Yan He cupped his hands, knelt on the ground, and bowed to Chen Fan.
Everyone at the scene was stunned. They did not expect that Yan He, a leading Chinese medical doctor who was already seventy years old, would worship Chen Fan as his teacher.
Chen Fan gave Yan He a joking look: "I didn't expect you to be quite trustworthy."
"I am convinced that I have lost, so I sincerely worship you as my teacher!"
Chen Fan waved his hand: "Get up, becoming a disciple is not that simple."
Yan He was stunned. He didn't expect that he was so sincere and knelt down to salute Chen Fan in front of so many people, but Chen Fan didn't agree.
Yan He blushed, cupped his hands, and stood up from the ground.
Chen Fan's mind is now occupied with finding that Situ Mulan, so he has no intention of accepting a disciple at this time. What's more, Chen Fan has no interest in finding an old man in his seventies as a disciple.
Chen Fan glanced at the area where the competition was still taking place with some disappointment. He knew that the last solution would probably fail.
"This level is so simple. I really don't know which idiot designed it. Aren't you giving me money?" However, at this moment, a female voice came out of the closed area of the fourth level, combing her hair.
He had a ponytail and was still mumbling to himself, with a smile on his face.