Douluo: You call this a toy

A well-dressed middle-aged man, who looked to be in his 50s, walked into the hospital with the support of a woman.

Is this the so-called big fish?Yang Fan glared at Yin Xiaofu.

"Doctor, my dad has severe chest pain, please take a look quickly."

The woman supported the patient and sat opposite Yang Fan. The patient looked in pain, and beads of sweat were falling from his forehead.

But before Yang Fan could speak, the middle-aged man reported his condition: "Doctor, my name is Zhang Qingzhuan. I don't know what's wrong. My chest hurts. Am I going to die soon?"

Seeing the other party's painful appearance, Yang Fan immediately grabbed his pulse wrist. At the same time, Tianmo's mobile phone quickly scanned and diagnosed. After 1 minute, the pulse diagnosis was completed.

"What disease do I have? Is it serious?"

Zhang Qingzhuan looked at Yang Fan uneasily, with a flash of light in his eyes. Although Yang Fan noticed it, he didn't take it to heart.

"Don't worry, chronic superficial gastritis will be cured with a few injections."

For a chronic and common disease like this, Yang Fan was confident that he could cure both the symptoms and the root causes with a few injections.

Zhang Qing was very excited when he heard this, "It hurts so much. Please treat it quickly."

His daughter immediately called and said: "Brother, our dad has a disease and is being treated at the Miao Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. I came in a hurry and forgot to bring money. Please come here quickly."

Here, Zhang Qingzhuan was lying on the examination bed under Yang Fan's instructions.

At this time, several patients came to the hospital one after another and gathered at the door to watch.

There were not many patients, so Bai Lan had no intention of taking action. She stood aside and watched, wanting to see how Yang Fan performed the acupuncture.

Yin Xiaofu handed over the acupuncture box tacitly, and Yang Fan held the long needle and sterilized it. The next moment, it fell on the patient, and then two more needles were inserted.

"what--."

"So... so uncomfortable..."

Zhang Qingzhuan, who was originally fine, suddenly trembled all over and looked in great pain. Then he opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly closed his eyes.

Yang Fan was stunned and looked at the patient in astonishment.

"Dad..., why did you die? Quack doctor, you killed my dad and gave me his life."

The woman was furious, pushed Yang Fan away, lay on her father, and cried bitterly.

Um?How did she know she was dead?Bai Lan's expression froze, and she immediately grabbed Zhang Qing's wrist, then opened her eyelids and her delicate body froze, how could this be possible?Just die!

Yin Xiaofu's legs were shaking with fear. After seeing Bai Lan's expression, she was finished.

Zhang Qingzhuan's daughter slowly stood up and glared at Yang Fan, "You quack doctor and executioner, give my father his life back."

"Oh my God, how can such a quack open a medical clinic without caring about human life? It must be because of connections."

A middle-aged patient yelled angrily, and the crutch in his hand touched the floor hard.

"Fortunately, it was my first time here so I didn't let him see it. Otherwise, I wouldn't even know how he died."

A bald old man was secretly glad.

"A murderer, an executioner, what can he do at such a young age? It is not an exaggeration to catch such a person and shoot him a hundred times."

Points were pointed and comments were made, all on the side of the deceased.

boom.

At this moment, the door of the medical center was pushed open, and more than ten people broke in.

"Who killed my dad? I want to kill him!"

The leader was a lean man, cursing, looking around, and rushed towards Yang Fan. The people around him also gathered around him aggressively.

"You can't hit people."

Bai Lan stepped forward to block Yang Fan, thinking that no matter how angry the other party was, he would not dare to attack her.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingzhuan's daughter pulled Bai Lan away.

"What do you want to do?"

With a cold shout, a glamorous beauty walked in from outside.

Dressed in black, with a black T-shirt and a black hip-hugging leather skirt with slits, he walked up to Yang Fan and gave him a cold look.

Yang Fan came to his senses and realized that the three injections he had given could not be fatal. He immediately thought of a few details. The patient's daughter didn't even look at them. How could he be considered dead?And these people in front of me, it took less than 3 minutes from treatment to now, how fast did they come?And without even seeing the patient, you call him a quack and a murderer?There is only one possibility, a carefully planned situation in advance.

The lean man pointed his finger at Yang Fan, "You killed my dad, you must pay with your life!"

"Yes, call the police and arrest him. This kind of doctor deserves to die!"

"I can't wait any longer, beat him to death!"

The others followed suit and pounced on him with ferocious looks.

Shadow's eyes darkened, and he kicked out at the lean man who rushed forward.

Um?The lean man dodged it easily, and Shadow immediately punched out. The latter crossed his arms and took the punch forcefully, taking only half a step back.

"Musha."

Shadow was secretly surprised, and the lean man was also surprised. He didn't expect to have a beautiful bodyguard.

"The man is already dead. If you have any conditions, just put them forward. Whoever dares to take action must get through me first."

In an instant, two sharp blades as thin as cicada wings appeared in Shadow's hand.

Maybe he felt that Shadow was not easy to deal with, so the lean man shouted: "1000 million compensation, not even a cent less!"

Zhang Qingzhuan's daughter also responded: "If we don't give 10 million within 1000 minutes, the store will be smashed and people will be maimed!"

Then he cried loudly: "My poor father, why did you meet a quack doctor? You died so miserably..."

The shrill cries attracted a lot of sympathy. I don't know who had spread the news, and passers-by who didn't know the truth ran in to watch the fun.

Yang Fan took a step forward, checked Zhang Qingzhuan's condition, and pulled up an evil smile.

"Yang Fan, it's not your fault. Call the police and deal with it as you should."

The asking price was high, but the family came so promptly, not to mention that acupuncture would not kill her. In addition to the damage to her reputation, the most she could pay was funeral expenses. For the sake of humanitarianism, some compensation would be given if it was not big enough. Bai Lan thought about it and blurted out.

Shadow looked at Bai Lan, who was worthy of being the daughter of the Bai family, calm and intelligent, and asked Yang Fan, "Whether you want to fight or compensate, you decide."

"Old, boss, why don't you pay some money and go private? If you go to jail, who will I mess with? I, I will lend you 100 million."

Yin Xiaofu has never experienced this kind of thing, and she knows that Yang Fan can make money, even if he loses money to eliminate disasters, he can still earn it back.

"Stop nagging, it will save you trouble. If you are caught, you won't be able to get out for a few years."

Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Damn it, hurry up! Don't force me to call the police."

The lean man cursed impatiently.

Yang Fan shouted loudly: "I can bring the dead back to life!"

"What? Is the doctor scared out of his mind? He's talking nonsense."

"You can't escape legal punishment by pretending to be crazy, unless you are mentally ill!"

"You are not allowed to torture my father's body."

The lean man, Zhang Qingzhuan's son, took a baseball bat from nowhere and believed that the biggest threat to him was the shadow, so he instinctively took precautions.

"Don't be anxious, please take your time and look carefully."

Yang Fan whispered a few words in Bai Lan's ear, and Bai Lan just frowned and walked out quickly.

A few minutes later, he returned with a cup of tea. ?

Everyone's eyes fell on the transparent glass in her hand, which had a layer of red floating matter floating on it and exuded a pungent smell of alcohol.