Ouyang Shutong's performance when facing Chen Fan made Liao Jinfa turn pale, and Yu Fei was so angry that she didn't even dare to show off.
She never thought that Chen Fan would actually get to know people from Fengyun Martial Arts School. Even Ouyang Shutong looked at him eagerly and came to apologize and give gifts, but Chen Fan still refused to accept them.
Is this still the Chen Fan she knows?
Chen Fan frowned, but still took the black gold card.
Ouyang Shutong felt relieved, as if he had completed an important task, and then glanced at Liao Jinfa and others.
Liao Jinfa was trembling all over. The injury involved his ribs. He couldn't help but grin, but he didn't dare to make a sound.
"From the Liao family? Doctor Chen is kind to my Ouyang family. If you have anything, just come to my Fengyun Martial Arts School!" Ouyang Shutong snorted coldly.
Liao Jinfa hurriedly said, "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings!"
"This is not a misunderstanding. I remember your Liao Jinfa's account!"
Chen Fan sneered, "This account won't be settled that easily!"
Liao Jinfa stared, but did not dare to say anything and could only endure it.
"Go away!" Ouyang Shutong waved his hand in disgust.
Liao Jinfa and others walked away in dejection as if they had received an amnesty.
"Dr. Chen, my sister's injury requires us to trouble Dr. Chen. I wonder when Dr. Chen will be free?" Ouyang Shutong looked at Chen Fan helplessly after the others left.
It's true that he came to apologize today, and it's true that he asked Chen Fan for help.
As for the silver needle inside his sister's body, everyone in the hospital was helpless and stared blankly.
Chen Fan thought for a while and said, "The blood stasis in her internal organs needs to be drained out. Since you paid the consultation fee, I will give you a prescription. You take the medicine according to the prescription and let the patient drink it once a day. The blood stasis should be cured in seven days."
The blood has been drained. After seven days, you bring her here and I will take out the silver needle and heal the ribs, then she will be fine."
Although he had a bad impression of Fengyun Martial Arts School, since Ouyang Shutong came to apologize, Chen Fan didn't bother to care.
After all, what happened in the past has not had time to happen.
Ouyang Shutong was overjoyed and quickly thanked him.
After Ouyang Shutong left with his people, Chen Fan wrote another prescription for Mr. Wu, prepared all the medicinal materials at the hospital, and gave some instructions on what to pay attention to. Wu Nie was extremely grateful, but at the same time he was full of fear.
Even Ouyang Shutong of Fengyun Martial Arts School was so polite to Chen Fan. Remembering that he once smashed up Chen Fan's medical clinic, he was simply desperate for his life.
After seeing off the Wu family's grandfather and grandson, Chen Fan stretched his body.
Playing with the black dragon card in his hand.
This black dragon card is a good thing.
Fengyun Martial Arts School is not just a martial arts school. There are many industries in Jiangcheng. It may be useful sometimes.
The reopening of the medical center after being smashed would naturally be affected. Chen Fan didn't care. He sat on the treatment table and tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically.
Now that he has had to start all over again, Chen Fan has to make plans for the future path he will take.
The ancestors of the Chen family learned from hundreds of schools and left behind a wide variety of inheritances. After Chen Fan himself entered the path of cultivation, he also collected countless secret techniques.
In the past, Chen Fan had a lot of bumps and bumps along the way because his foundation building was not perfect, and he finally rose through countless hardships and dangers. Now that he has to start over again, he must plan carefully.
It is enough to have the Innate Purple Qi and "Purple Qi Innate Technique" for foundation building, but the training plan and the means of defending against enemies need to be picked up again.
After all, a villain like Liao Jinfa is nothing, but there are still some powers in this world that Chen Fan is afraid of.
In the same way, information about various cultivation categories passed through Chen Fan's mind. There were not too many for Chen Fan to choose from, and each one had a complete inheritance and had infinite magical effects. It was perfect for him.
It will be beneficial to everyone’s cultivation foundation.
Having too many choices can be annoying.
After all, a person's time and energy are limited, and Chen Fan knows very well the principle of biting off more than one can chew.
However, it seems that it is not impossible to be inclusive.
In my mind, a skill whose memory was already somewhat vague flashed through my mind.
Chen Fan's expression moved slightly, and after a moment he muttered, "The mortal body nourishes the furnace, the furnace refines hundreds of scriptures, hundreds of scriptures accumulate the Tao, and the ultimate Tao is sublimated..."
This is a skill that Chen Fan accidentally acquired, called "Yanglu Jing". It uses hundreds of scriptures as nutrients to strengthen the body and nourish the mind. Unfortunately, it has to be practiced before building the foundation. After Chen Fan got it, he also studied it, and finally
Can only give up.
But now...
Innate Purple Qi can create the most solid foundation. "Purple Qi Xiantian Gong" is used as the foundation method of "Yanglu Sutra" and forging the furnace-nurturing elixir fire. It is also an excellent choice. Chen Fan has just started to practice again, which is exactly in line with this.
The basic requirements of a martial art.
"The furnace cultivates hundreds of scriptures and turns them into useful ones. It can be used by me." Chen Fan clenched his fists and already made a decision in his heart.
That's it.
However, it is not easy to practice the "Raising Furnace Sutra". The innate purple energy that Chen Fan possesses now is far from enough.
Unless Chen Fan can obtain spiritual objects or treasures suitable for raising a furnace.
But spiritual objects and treasures are very rare in this world.
"First practice the "Purple Qi Xiantian Kung" step by step, and when the time is right, then use it as a basis to practice the "Yanglu Sutra"." Chen Fan determined the path he wanted to take, and suddenly felt relaxed and happy. The huge empty medical center
, his cheerful laughter sounded.
The streets were busy with traffic and pedestrians, but no one came to seek medical advice. Chen Fan was content and contented himself with silently combing through the Sutra of Nourishment of the Furnace.
The day passed in the blink of an eye. Chen Fan closed the door at eight o'clock in the evening and walked towards the small courtyard of the village in the city.
There are many immigrants living in the urban village, and the streets are full of shops of all kinds, with many men and women shopping.
As soon as he turned into a relatively narrow alley, Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, then continued walking forward calmly.
Back in the courtyard, Yao Na had already prepared dinner.
Seeing Yao Na wearing an apron and holding her cheeks, waiting at the dining table, Chen Fan was a little dazed, and then he laughed.
"Yao Na, you didn't go out today!"
Yao Na hummed, and when she met Chen Fan's teasing eyes, her face suddenly turned red, and she whispered, "I have nothing to do, so I just cooked something. You haven't eaten yet, right?"
Chen Fan laughed, "If I had known you had cooked, I would have come back earlier!"
"You are so beautiful. I only cook occasionally, but my skills are average!" Yao Na rolled her eyes at him and asked Chen Fan to sit down.
Yao Na's craftsmanship is actually quite good, at least it can impress a dabbler like Chen Fan.
"Chen Fan, is your medical clinic going well?" Maybe the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so Yao Na looked for a topic.
Chen Fan hummed, "It's okay, but no one came here today, so it's quite leisurely. By the way, do you feel any discomfort?"
Yao Na knew what he was referring to and couldn't help but shook her head. Just as she was talking, Yao Na's expression suddenly changed, her face suddenly turned pale, and her body trembled slightly.
"Chen Fan, I, I feel uncomfortable!"
Chen Fan reached out and put his hand on Yao Na's wrist, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he said in a cold voice, "Sneaky, come out!"
"Jiejiejie..."
An unpleasant sound sounded from the small courtyard.