Douluo: You call this a toy

"Uncle Fuzhong, Zhihan is fine!"

Sun Erzhu shouted loudly.

Since the lights were on in the courtyard, the couple could see clearly that it was their daughter lying on Yang Fan's shoulders. Sun Fuzhong was stunned for a moment, got up and ran over.

"Zhihan, you scared dad to death. Why are you so stupid?"

The man, who was several decades old, burst into tears.

His mother-in-law also staggered over and the couple hugged their daughter and cried together.

Looking at this sad scene, tears filled Yang Fan's eyes. If no one was found, if no one was rescued, what would Sun Fuzhong and his wife do?Can you still live with it?

"Stop crying, Zhihan is weak and needs to rest in the bedroom. Please take her back to the house quickly."

"Okay, thank you Xiaofan."

Sun Fuzhong picked up his daughter and returned to the house, and everyone gradually dispersed.

After returning home, Yang Fan lay down on the bed and couldn't move. His whole body was sore and he was extremely tired and unlikely to fall asleep.

Qi Yingmei looked at her son distressedly, not daring to disturb him. She waited for a while and then quietly retreated.

He slept until daylight. He wanted to go to the yard to practice boxing, but he couldn't lift his arms. He knew in his heart that he used too much force to salvage and rescue Sun Zhihan yesterday.

Even if you do such a small thing, you will feel as tired as a dog. What if you encounter something bigger? I am not strong enough yet. I still need to strengthen my training and mental strength. I remember that when Sun Zhihan was re-examined at the end, there were phantoms in front of her eyes. If it weren't for Tianmo's mobile phone, he would have missed the best treatment plan, defibrillation. Of course, he chose to hit with his fists. When he thought of fists, his expression changed slightly, remembering that her ribs were broken.

Now that I have rested for a night, I will be full of energy and regain my physical strength. I will go see Zhihan later.

Just now I thought about the visitor, the spiritual power, and then I remembered that the little girl selling dog treasures at the medical exchange meeting was actually killed by a middle-aged Taoist priest because of the ninth-level spiritual liquid. I wonder if the police solved the case?

What does it mean that you are willing to kill people for the sake of Jiuzuan spiritual liquid?It must be a good thing, it should be an essence that improves mental power. He once thought that his mental power was consumed too quickly when drawing talismans. It would be great if there was such a drug to assist him.

The appearance of that evil spirit was still clear in his mind. He would definitely recognize it if he met him. I hope he still has a chance.

Qi Yingmei knew that her son had not eaten last night, so she had prepared breakfast early. Yang Fan was indeed starving, and did not stop until he was full and burped. After that, he came to Sun Zhihan's house with a silver needle and alcohol cotton balls.

When Sun Fuzhong and his wife saw Yang Fan, they both greeted Yang Fan with smiles. It can be said that without him, there would be no daughter. Without him, their family would be ruined, but now they can still live together, and they are all grateful to Yang Fan.

"Xiaofan is here, sit down quickly."

Sun Fuzhong hurriedly pulled over a bench and wiped it with his arm several times.

"Xiaofan, drink water."

His mother-in-law poured a glass of water diligently and handed it to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan neither answered nor sat down, and said, "You're welcome, I'll come over to see how Zhihan is recovering."

"Okay, she's in the back room, go ahead."

"She kept making noises all night saying that her chest hurt. She wanted to massage it, so she didn't bother you."

After listening to what the couple said, Yang Fan opened the door and walked in.

Sun Fuzhong gently closed the door, turned to his mother-in-law and shouted: "Why don't you hurry up and cook? Boil a few more salted duck eggs and bring them to Xiaofan later."

"Hey."

Seeing his wife go away obediently, Sun Fuzhong took out a cigarette and smoked it at the door.

Yang Fan walked to the bed and found Sun Zhihan looking at him with big watery eyes. Her pitiful look really made him feel distressed. He could see clearly during the day. Her eyes and mouth were slightly swollen, but other parts were fine. It was like drowning. The time is short, and the rescue is timely.

As everyone knows, before Sun Zhihan threw herself into the river, she had a defensive talisman in her pocket. It was given to her by Yang Fan when she went to the mountain to collect medicine last time. She didn't use it and kept it with her. If it weren't for the defensive talisman, Sun Qiaoyu wouldn't be able to survive even if she had nine lives. Of course, these Sun Zhihan didn't know it herself, and neither did Yang Fan. Besides, the defensive talisman was gone.

"See if you can do it. Don't do stupid things in the future! It made me almost die with you."

Sun Zhihan looked at him infatuatedly, two patches of red gradually appeared on her pale face, she bit her lower lip and said shyly: "My ribs were broken by you? It hurts."

"Ah? The situation forced you. If you didn't do that, how could you be lying here safe and sound? You may have used too much force at that time. Let me check."

The sudden question made him a little confused as to how to reply.

Sun Zhihan instinctively protected her body, even if she was unconscious, she was awake now.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly, "Aren't your ribs broken? How can you treat it if you don't want me to see it? I am a doctor. Doctors treat diseases, so there is no need to be shy."

Hearing what Yang Fan said, she blinked, "Then you are not allowed to look at me randomly, and you are not allowed to tell others nonsense."

"Okay, I swear to God, I won't look around or tell anyone."

After receiving the promise, Sun Zhihan slowly took away her hand shyly.

Yang Fan did not open it to look, but sat next to her. First, he used the "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" he had learned to diagnose a rib fracture, and the location was uncertain.

If he used his hand to palpate it, he might be able to locate it. In order not to embarrass Sun Zhihan, he didn't do this. In the end, he used Tianmo's mobile phone to scan it and it was accurate. He pressed the fracture site with his hand, and she immediately cried out in pain.

After knowing it for a while, he said: "The fifth and sixth ribs are slightly fractured. I'll give you acupuncture and rest for half a month. You should be able to recover without affecting your schooling."

"I, I'm not going to do it."

When she mentioned going to school, her eyes were full of helplessness. It wasn't that she didn't want to go to school, but that her family's conditions did not allow her to continue going.

Yang Fan understood her thoughts and chose to commit suicide. Perhaps this was the root cause, "I'll talk to your mother later."

Sun Zhihan neither nodded nor objected, but her eyes became distant.

"I'll give you the acupuncture next. How about you sleep for a while and wake up and you'll be fine."

She shook her head and thought, I have died once, what do I have to be afraid of?

Staring at her big watery eyes, Yang Fan coughed dryly, took out a silver needle from the acupuncture box, sterilized it with an alcohol cotton ball, and was about to inject the needle. His pupils shrank, and those blue and purple spots must have been... The injury was caused during first aid. I was too cruel. I couldn't help but blame myself. Then I thought about it. I had no other choice at that time. I didn't care so much about saving lives.

"Can it be pricked?"

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't hear him, he asked again: "Can I get the acupuncture?"

"For bruises on the skin, just buy a bottle of safflower oil and apply it on it."

"Ah."

Sun Zhihan snorted from her nostrils.

Yang Fan glanced out the window, his mind completely focused, and when he was about to place the needle without any distractions, unexpectedly, the door was knocked open and a figure broke in.