Douluo: You call this a toy

If it was true that the defensive talisman protected the old scavenger and was used properly, should we go back to him and ask for another one? How could something as incredible as a talisman still exist in today's society?

She was worried that something might happen to the old man, so she followed him for a while and then left with peace of mind when she saw that he was safe and sound.

Of course, Yang Fan was completely unaware of everything that happened outside. He returned to the inpatient department and asked a nurse to add an accompanying bed. When Qi Yingmei saw her son coming back, she hesitated for a moment and then said, "You can find a good girl like Xueru." , Mom doesn’t object, and she’s very pleased. You can decide on your marriage first. You still have to repeat your senior year of high school. Our family’s conditions are not good. Wait until you get into college and find a good job, so that others won’t dislike you in the future.”

Widow Tian did not agree with Qi Yingmei's words, and immediately continued: "Our Xiaofan is very good. Didn't you see that the two chief directors in the hospital were vying to hire him, and both offered him a price of 30, but Xiaofan didn't agree. He’s very capable.”

Qi Yingmei asked her son dubiously, "Is it true?"

Yang Fan nodded, "This small amount of money is nothing. Once the greenhouse is successful, you can earn it in a month."

“Do you want to grow special spinach?”

If it could make money, Widow Tian would also plan to plant some.

"I plan to try to grow black Ganoderma lucidum. Once the technology is mature, everyone in the village can grow it, and I will be responsible for the sales."

It's not that he doesn't want others to grow Aconitum, but his own greenhouse has not been fully developed. In addition, Bailan has not yet reached a conclusion about the exact efficacy of Aconitum. As for whether there are other side effects, it is still unclear at present.

Black Ganoderma is different. It has no toxic or side effects, can be used with confidence, and can be grown by villagers.

"Okay, when you succeed, the crops won't be planted."

Widow Tian nodded repeatedly, feeling extremely ashamed when she thought of her attitude toward Qi Yingmei and her son in the past few years.

Qi Yingmei frowned. She hoped that her son would go to college and find a decent job in the city, but Yang Fan was focused on working in the greenhouse. Even if he made money, how could he go to school?

After seeing through his mother's thoughts, Yang Fan didn't dare to mention it. He lay on the bed and read "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" in his mind. This book was too esoteric and he couldn't understand many medical terms. He could only memorize it temporarily and go into more depth when he had time. study.

The door opened, and a young nurse came in. She came to the bedside, first asked about Widow Tian's physical condition, and then took her temperature. Then she glanced at Yang Fan and Qi Yingmei, turned around and left.

When the young nurse returned to the nurse's station, the first thing she did was dial the internal phone number.

"Hello Director Tang, I just checked the ward. There is only a middle-aged woman and a young family member accompanying you. There is no one you are looking for."

After hanging up the phone, he murmured: "Did you fall in love with the patient's family?"

In the morning, after the night shift nurse's ward rounds, Yang Fan couldn't sleep anymore. It was only after six o'clock. He hadn't practiced boxing for two days. He wanted to find a place to practice for a while, but he didn't dare to disturb the two of them and sneaked out of the inpatient building quietly.

After walking around for a while, he found a small park and walked in. The park was not big and there were quite a few people doing morning exercises. However, most of them were middle-aged and elderly people. Yang Fan found a relatively secluded place, which was a bamboo forest. , there are a few old people scattered around doing Tai Chi.

The starting gestures of "Xingyiquan" are somewhat similar to those of Tai Chi. He took a deep breath and began to practice his fists and kicks. After completing a set of boxing techniques, he changed the moves to "Eighteen Falls of Zhanyi". He focused all his energy on the boxing techniques, but... He didn't notice anyone watching him.

"Huaquan embroidered legs."

Yang Fan didn't think it was him he was talking about, so he didn't stop.

"What's the point of being fancy? Can your little body withstand my punch?"

This time, Yang Fan heard clearly that his lover was talking about him. He calmed down and turned around to look. He saw a man standing not far away, with a tall figure and a big waist. When he stood there, he looked like an iron tower, with contempt in his eyes. color.

"Are you talking to me?"

Yang Fan asked uncertainly, thinking that his boxing practice didn't hinder him, so he was deliberately looking for trouble.

"It's not you. Could it be that I'm talking to the air? Why don't we have a fight and see who is better with your fists or my fists?"

Yang Fan observed that there was a scar on the corner of the man's eyebrow, which looked like a knife wound. His body was straight and he had a special temperament. Except for his loud tone, he did not look like a gangster in society.

He challenged him even though he was a stranger to him. This shows that this person is extremely arrogant and Yang Fan can't stand his arrogance.

"I practice boxing to strengthen my body, not to compete with others. If you feel bored, there is a big tree there that can play with you."

Unexpectedly, the man's expression remained unchanged as he came to Yang Fan and said, "I just want to play with you."

Since the other party was only looking for trouble, he was not scared and said, "Okay."

"Go all out and I won't show mercy."

After the man finished speaking, his muscular body instantly resembled a cheetah, swooping forward and punching out, so fast that even though Yang Fan was well prepared, he could barely avoid it.

The fist was empty, and the man swept out with his side leg. Yang Fan moved out of the way.

"Come on, I want to see how strong your bones are!"

In an instant, the man had thrown three punches and five kicks. Yang Fan didn't even retaliate, but kept retreating.

"Haha, do you accept that you are showing off your skills and embroidering your legs?"

Yang Fan twitched the corner of his mouth. This kind of person should be taught a lesson. He secretly condensed the wisp of gas in his body on his arm. A line suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He knew in his heart that this was the opponent's attack route. Knowing that he was going to use his left leg, he quickly returned a line. The foot was kicking on the man's right thigh.

The man was strong, and even though he was kicked, he still acted as if nothing was wrong and immediately punched out with both fists.

Staring at the fist, Yang Fan seemed to be so frightened that he didn't know how to dodge. Unexpectedly, when he was about to hit, he quickly squatted down and punched the latter's lower abdomen. Whoosh, he flew three meters away.

This punch was so powerful that the man struggled to get up and spit out several mouthfuls of bile.

"Come again if you don't accept it."

Yang Fan was a little surprised. When did his strength become so great, and he could knock people away so far? It was simply unbelievable. With the Demon Mobile Phone, he could predict the opponent's attack route, and he would be confident that he would be invincible even if he encountered a martial arts master.

The man stood up slowly, wiped the corners of his mouth, rubbed his stomach, quickly stepped forward, jumped up, and struck Yang Fan's head with a sharp elbow.

With a bang.

Yang Fan didn't give him a chance to get close. He moved his upper body to the side and punched the man hard again. The man fell backwards.

Shaking his head dizzily, he really couldn't figure out why he was so defeated.Today I met a martial arts master and challenged him. I really overestimated my abilities and got up in frustration. ?

"Still playing?"

Yang Fan was calm and relaxed, but it seemed that he was not trying his best. The man was even more surprised now.

"Stop playing."

"Brother, I have never met an opponent as strong as you. I am convinced. My name is Zhuang Han."

The man named Zhuang Han took the initiative to extend his hand to show friendship. After Yang Fan hesitated, he stretched out his hand and shook it with him.

Um?The moment he took hold of it, Zhuang Han actually exerted his strength and reached into his arms, pushing his knees towards Yang Fan.