Douluo: You call this a toy

If you don't know what is good or bad, then let him do it. Yang Fan reached out his left hand to press the attacking knee, then turned his palm into a fist and hit Zhuang Han on the chest.

Zhuang Han stopped his hand and retreated, grinning: "You can still hurt me under my sneak attack, I really admire you."

"Dare to ask brother's name?"

Seeing that Zhuang Han's attitude was sincere and not joking, he responded: "Yang Fan."

"Okay, I'll remember you and see you again if we are destined."

Zhuang Han turned around and walked out of the garden. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. He shook his head with a wry smile. He met a master, and then staggered away.

After Zhuang Han left, Yang Fan bought some breakfast and returned to the hospital.

I was stunned when I entered the door, because not only Liu Xueru was in the ward, but Tang Boxue was also there, but my mother was not there.

"Where did you go?"

Liu Xueru asked when she saw Yang Fan coming back.

"Going to buy breakfast."

Yang Fan glanced at Tang Boxue and ignored him.

He's a big man, his clothes are soaked, and he's so tired from just buying breakfast?Although she was confused in her heart, she didn't ask.

"The medical center will be very busy today, so I might not be able to make it. If you need anything, call me."

Yang Fan persuaded her to stay for dinner, but she said she had eaten. At this time, Widow Tian's incision hurt. She suspected that something had been put in during the operation and she had forgotten to take it out. Liu Xueru did not let her go and left by herself.

As soon as Liu Xueru arrived downstairs, Tang Boxue chased after her.

"and many more."

It's that guy again. He can't help but raise his eyebrows. Why didn't you say something just now?

"what's up?"

"I want to ask, how much do you know about your boyfriend?"

Tang Boxue turned on his phone and pulled out the video taken last night.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

I have rescued you several times, regardless of life and death. Could it have been done by someone else?Is this called understanding?

"He has a mistress outside. If you don't believe me, look at this."

In order to make Liu Xueru give up and hate Yang Fan, he opened the video and handed it to her.

Liu Xueru took it and read it over, expressionless: "Show me these, what do you mean?"

"I'm afraid that you will be deceived by that boy and let you see his true face. He is a man of two people and a womanizer. This kind of person is not worthy of your love."

Observing the anger in Liu Xueru's eyes, there was no need to say anything else. If the two of them fell out over this, he would have an opportunity to admire his cleverness.

Who is that girl?Pure and pretty, Yang Fan is not a playboy. She knows this better than anyone. After seeing it, she was not at ease. After returning the phone to Tang Boxue, she left without saying a word.

Don't be silent, break out, my goddess. Thinking that his trick had succeeded, Tang Boxue waved his fist and returned to the department with satisfaction.

Sitting in the car, Liu Xueru held the steering wheel. A beautiful woman is always indispensable for a good man. With Yang Fan's excellence, in the future..., she didn't think about it, spit out the aroma, and drove away.

Near ten o'clock in the morning, Yang Fan called Liu Xueru and said that the visit to the hillside contracted by Luo Lao could not be delayed. If he did not quickly expand the cultivation of aconite green, it would inevitably affect the supply.

Liu Xueru asked him to wait at the hospital and said he would come over when he was done. He didn't receive her call until about twelve o'clock and learned that he was at the entrance of the hospital, so he hurried downstairs.

She looked even more stunning wearing a pair of retro sunglasses.

Getting into the passenger seat and smelling the faint fragrance, Yang Fan couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"I have contacted Mr. Luo, he is waiting for us at home."

She turned the steering wheel gracefully and headed straight to Luo's hometown.

The security guard guarding the gate had already engraved the two of them in his mind and let them go without asking.

Aunt Chen, who was waiting for Mr. Luo, was not at home. Mr. Luo was the only one sitting in the living room. She welcomed Yang Fan and Liu Xueru into the house and motioned for them to sit down.

"Little friend, how do you think my body is recovering?"

Mr. Luo was the first to speak. He noticed that Yang Fan had changed a lot from when he first arrived, at least a little more confident.

"Except for slightly high blood pressure, there is nothing wrong with my body."

After entering the door, Yang Fan used "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" to diagnose him. After all, he had just studied it and had not fully grasped the essence. In order to confirm the accuracy, he secretly turned on Tianmo's mobile phone to scan him. The diagnosis results were surprisingly consistent.

"Well, you can tell at a glance that your blood pressure is high. You are better than those Chinese medicine experts. Aunt Chen has something to do at home, and I forgot to take medicine in such a busy time."

Yang Fan understood what he meant and said, "I'm here today mainly to treat your high blood pressure."

"Can you cure high blood pressure?"

Luo Lao Gubo's calm face suddenly became excited. Ever since he suffered from high blood pressure, he had become a drug addict. He couldn't live without eating for a day. Normally, he wouldn't even dare to do strenuous exercise, but this made him depressed.

"I can't guarantee whether it can be completely cured. Stabilizing blood pressure shouldn't be a problem."

"Experts have said that high blood pressure is a lifelong disease. Whether it can be cured, I don't have much hope."

"Try it."

Yang Fan followed Mr. Luo into the bedroom, and then started acupuncture.

Acupuncture and moxibustion can reduce blood pressure. Some old Chinese medicine doctors can do it, but they can cure it and never relapse. Liu Xueru doesn't believe that Yang Fan can bring about a medical miracle, so she has some expectations.

About half an hour later, the two came out.

Liu Xueru stood up hurriedly, "Mr. Luo, are you feeling better?"

Mr. Luo shook his head, "I don't feel much yet."

"Do you have a blood pressure monitor at home? If you measure your blood pressure, you will know if it is effective?"

Liu Xueru was eager to know the effect of the treatment.

"On the nightstand in my bedroom."

Soon, she returned with a blood pressure monitor and skillfully put it on Mr. Luo's wrist. Then, a set of data appeared: 85 and 130.

"Did it come down?"

Normally, after taking the medicine, it would cost one hundred and one hundred and fifty. After just a few injections, the effect was so obvious that it was beyond Luo Lao's expectation.

"After a while, maybe it will rise again."

Although the blood pressure has dropped to normal, it does not mean that it will never be high again. Liu Xueru thought about taking the test again at the party.

In fact, Yang Fan didn't have the confidence to lower blood pressure with acupuncture, and he couldn't tell whether it would rise or not.

"Not bad."

As long as he doesn't take medicine, Mr. Luo is willing to have acupuncture every day. It has no toxic side effects and does not harm the body. He has accepted this treatment method.

While Mr. Luo was happy, Liu Xueru signaled Yang Fanti to contract the hillside.

Yang Fan understood, thought about the words, and said: "Mr. Luo, to be honest, I am here to ask you for a favor this time."

"Whatever, but it's okay to say."

Liu Xueru took over the conversation, "He was Chinese medicinal materials in his hometown, and he liked a hillside and wanted to buy it."

"That's good. Now the country is vigorously supporting young people to start their own businesses. What difficulties are you encountering?"

The young man not only has superb medical skills, but also starts his own business. It's hard to find such a young man, so he has a good impression of Yang Fan.

"I don't feel comfortable signing a contract with the village chief. If the village comes to guarantee it, even if I spend a little more money, I will feel at ease."

Who knows whether Sun Futian will do evil things in the future. If he breaks the contract and takes away the land after seeing that he is making money growing medicinal materials, the loss will be tragic. With his cunning and cunning, he can do such a thing. If someone from above gives a message, give He wouldn't even dare to do it.

"Well, little thing."

Mr. Luo grabbed the landline phone and dialed a set of numbers.