Douluo: You call this a toy

How could Yang Fan let him hit him? He stretched out his hand to hold Sun Futian's head.

He yelled: "When a person dies, it's all your father and son's responsibility. What does it have to do with me?"

"Also, when Mrs. Xianghong's family is investigating, Shanwang is to blame. Dozens of pairs of eyes witnessed him beating someone. He drank medicine after returning home and is waiting to be sentenced."

It's not that Yang Fan is being alarmist, it's the fact that Xianghong committed suicide after being beaten, and her parents will definitely not let it go. Sun Fumin's eyes rolled around a few times, and he collapsed helplessly.

"Shan Wang, you bastard, it's all your fault! This family is doomed."

"Dad, I know I was wrong."

"Snapped."

"I'm sorry Xianghong."

"Snapped."

"I'm not a human being, I'm worse than a beast..."

Sun Shanwang slapped him in the face again and again. His face was swollen and blood stains oozed from the corners of his mouth. He still showed no sign of stopping.

Sun Fumin had black hair. Although her son said he was hitting her, it was like a slap on his face. If Xianghong could survive, her son would never be allowed to touch her.

It wasn't until Sun Shanwang was beaten into a pig's head and Sun Fumin's family was in despair that Yang Fan calmly said that there might still be hope.

Sun Shanwang's eardrums were about to be punctured, and he was too sad to hear clearly, but Sun Fumin heard clearly, climbed a few steps forward, and hugged Yang Fan's thigh tightly.

"Xiao, Xiaofan, I know that you have good medical skills. As long as you save Xianghong, eighteen generations of the Sun family will be grateful to you!"

Yang Fan's face darkened, what did he say?It sounds like swearing.

"The grievances between us will be wiped out from now on. Even if Shan Fei comes out of prison, he will never cause trouble for you!"

"Old man, what are you begging him to do? Everyone is dead, does he have the ability to save them?"

Sun Fumin's wife burst into tears. Her family was in such misery and she thought it was all Yang Fan's fault.

"Woman, shut up! Didn't you hear Xiaofan say that Xianghong can still be saved?"

"Really, really?"

This time Sun Shanwang heard clearly and grabbed Yang Fan's hand.

Okay, father and son, one holding a leg and the other holding a hand, begged Yang Fan pitifully.

"I only said it's possible to save him, but it's not [-]%, so you don't have to have high hopes."

If it weren't for Tianmo's mobile phone to make the diagnosis, Yang Fan would never be so confident, and he wouldn't have the leisure to talk nonsense with the father and son.

"Hurry up and give it a try. As long as you save Xiang Hong, I'll be a cow and a horse for you, and I won't cause you any trouble in the future."

Yang Fan took out a few silver needles, which he brought with him before coming.

Seeing him dilly-dallying and hesitating with the silver needle, Sun Shanwang said urgently: "The family has 8 yuan left, all of it will be given to you."

Eighty thousand?It was time to collect the treatment fee. He was afraid that Sun Shanwang would regret it, so he said, "I'll make an IOU first."

"Huh? Good."

Sun Shanwang asked the nurse to borrow a pen. Yang Fan pulled off the white cloth, glanced at Sun Fumin and his wife, and said, "I don't like other people's presence when I treat diseases."

"Okay, please!"

Sun Fumin picked up his wife and walked out.

The next moment, Yang Fan's expression fell on Xiang Hong's chest with a solemn expression, but without any blasphemy.

Clinical death refers to the cessation of breathing and heartbeat, and Xianghong met these two points. But who would have thought that the extremely subtle heartbeat could not be detected by the electrocardiogram, but a straight line was displayed on the electrocardiogram monitor, and the medical staff declared death.

The first thing to do is to restore the heartbeat, meditate for a while, lower his wrist, and drop a few silver needles into Xianghong's body. Unexpectedly, when inserting the needle, he injects a trace of air flow from his body into the needle body, because he found that the air flow in his body is supplemented by the needle. method, achieving twice the result with half the effort.

"It's written."

While Yang Fan was concentrating on acupuncture, Sun Shanwang returned in a hurry. When he saw Yang Fan leisurely pricking acupuncture on his wife Bai Huahua, he opened his mouth to scold him.

"Do not bother me!"

Seeing Yang Fan carelessly twirling the silver needle, Sun Shanwang screamed in his heart, "You have seen everything out of my wife," and then he suppressed his anger. He is a doctor. He can't save people without seeing. He closed his mouth tightly and stood aside. Then, silently turned his back.

In fact, Yang Fan was very worried that he could not save Xiang Hong. As the silver needles fell one after another, when he saw the skin gradually turning from white to red, and the cold skin gradually gained warmth, he thought that she would not die.

During the process of retaining the needle, he noticed that a lot of black impurities leaked out of Xianghong's body, and gradually the pores were blocked. Then, the skin all over the body flushed. What was going on?He has never seen it.

"Is there still hope?" Sun Shanwang didn't dare to look, but wanted to know the latest progress.

"Don't you have eyes?"

Whether Xianghong's physical changes are good or bad remains to be seen, and Yang Fan cannot explain them.

Sun Shanwang swallowed hard and slowly turned his head, his eyes suddenly as wide as duck eggs.

He shouted with great excitement: "Help, I'm here!"

"Don't be too happy, people haven't woken up yet."

Yang Fan started to pull out the needles one by one, as casually as pulling out a carrot, but Sun Shanwang noticed that his movements were cool and handsome.

After all the silver needles are removed, the red color of the skin slowly subsides from flushing.

The fragrant red eyelashes fluttered, the eyelids opened, and the eyes were unfocused and unfocused. They neither looked at Yang Fan nor Sun Shanwang.

"Honey, you scared me to death. I swear I will never hit you again!"

Sun Shanwang said and held Xiang Hong's hand.

Her eyes seemed to be retracted from a distant place. She glanced at Yang Fan first, then turned her head and landed on Sun Shanwang's face. She gently withdrew her hand and then scratched his face violently. Several blood stains suddenly appeared.

"Who are you? Why are you holding my hand?"

"Hit, well done! As long as you get better, my wife, it doesn't matter if your face is smashed by me."

Snapped.

Xianghong waved her hand and slapped her again, causing her to scream loudly.

"Shameless, who is your wife?"

At this time, Sun Shanwang felt something was wrong, "I am your husband Shanwang, don't you remember me?"

"Snapped."

"If you keep yelling, I'll call someone."

Sun Shanwang covered his face, not daring to get close, and looked at Yang Fan, "Based on your experience, what happened to Xianghong?"

Yang Fan has been paying attention to Xiang Hong, who behaves strangely, as if he has lost his memory, but not like it. Why did he only hit Sun Shanwang?

"I have lost my memory. Go back and take good care of me."

He reached out and grabbed the IOU from his hand, glanced at it and put it in his pocket, "If you wake up, remember to give me the money and send it home."

Yang Fan took a long breath and walked out.

"I won't lose you a cent."

Sun Shanwang turned around and responded, and immediately put on a smile when facing Xiang Hong.

"Don't move around yet, I'll call the doctor."

He rushed outside and shouted: "Dad, call the doctor quickly."

Soon, several medical staff ran over. When they saw Xianghong, it was as if they had seen a ghost. The person they declared dead had actually come back to life. Was it a fake corpse?

"You quack doctors, didn't you say that my wife is dead? Check her quickly."

"Hey, good good."

The attending doctor in charge of the rescue, after reacting, obediently listened to Xianghong's chest with a stethoscope.

"Do not touch me!"

With a snap, five clearly visible fingerprints were printed on the attending doctor's face, and even Sun Shanwang felt a pain in his face.