Douluo: You call this a toy

"Who do you think you are? Pretending with a few silver needles and almost dying without seeing it? This is murder."

At this time, a group of people had gathered at the door, and a man defended the one-eyed master.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you beaten or are you sick?"

The newcomer didn't know what was going on, so he asked the people around him.

"I don't know, but looking at the pain, the blow should be wider."

"In my opinion, the old man should come here to buy antiques. Maybe he didn't want to buy them because they were too expensive, so he got beaten up."

Yang Fan glanced at the muttering onlookers. His imagination was really rich. Why not think for the better? If the one-eyed master unfortunately passed away, I'm afraid there would be no explanation. He truly realized that it is even harder to be a good man and a good doctor.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, Wang Ke explained to everyone, "This patient is my friend the one-eyed master. He has a sudden illness. My brother is a doctor with very good medical skills. He has just been treated. I believe he will be fine."

"Since it is a sudden disease and an emergency, can people be cured by acupuncture using traditional Chinese medicine? We are not blind. How come it has been so long and there is still no reaction?"

Someone immediately questioned, "Who is responsible if the rescue is not done?"

"Don't listen to their nonsense. This man is indeed a one-eyed master. Not long ago, I said hello to him. He is very healthy. How could he suddenly fall ill? There must be something hidden."

Wang Ke looked up at the camera and pointed his finger, "There is surveillance here, don't make random suspicions."

"Tch, who knows if you did anything in advance."

This time, Wang Ke was given Qi Le, and he realized the importance of monitoring. If he didn't have it, he might not be able to explain it clearly.

Xiaolei scolded angrily, "You people are simply unreasonable. You frame good people. Who will dare to do good things in the future?"

Yang Fan was calm and unfazed. He had long been accustomed to being besieged, accused, and slandered. As long as One Eye woke up, they could prove their innocence.

"Ouch, I felt so uncomfortable just now." The one-eyed master slowly sat up in front of everyone's surprised eyes, and gave everyone a fist, "Thank you for your concern, you wrongly blamed them. I have had coronary heart disease for several years, but I didn't expect this attack to be so severe. At the moment I fell ill, I thought I would never survive."

He looked at Yang Fan and said, "It was this little friend Yang who saved me."

Wry smile: "To be honest, when I first heard that he had medical skills, I didn't think much of him from the bottom of my heart. Unexpectedly, his acupuncture skills are so superb, and now I feel full of power."

At this moment, an ambulance stopped in front of the door, and a doctor and a nurse squeezed in.

"Who called the ambulance? Where is the patient?"

The emergency doctor glanced around and finally zeroed in on the one-eyed master.

"It's me, but it's okay now."

The one-eyed master is most afraid of going to the hospital, especially at his age. He is afraid that if something is wrong, he is afraid of going in standing up or lying down in the morgue.

"Seeing that your face is still a little pale, I suggest you go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination."

The one-eyed master originally wanted to refuse, but he couldn't resist everyone's persuasion because most of them didn't believe in Yang Fan's medical skills. In the end, he was taken away by an ambulance.

Afterwards, Wang Ke asked Yang Fan if he was completely cured. Yang Fan told him that the infarct area was relatively large and he had only recovered [-]% to [-]%. He would be cured after another treatment tomorrow, but so many people kept asking to go to the hospital that he couldn't stop him.

"Brother, thanks to you today, if it weren't for the defensive talisman, just falling down the stairs would have been enough for him. Plus with the heart attack, he would most likely not have been able to be sent to the hospital."

Yang Fan's arrival today not only saved the one-eyed master, but also resolved his crisis. If someone died here unfortunately, there would be no way to explain to his family.

"I can only say that he is very lucky and has a great destiny. He should not be cut off!"

"Haha, yes, you are his noble person, and he still looks down on you. Don't worry, after going through this, I won't dare to look down on you anymore."

"You prove yourself with your ability. If you do it, it can be predicted that it won't be long before no one looks down on you."

"I earned him 300 million today, which is a bit disgraceful..."

"Three million? For the one-eyed master, it's a drop in the bucket. This is the price he paid himself. Not to mention saving him twice, let alone 300 million, 300 million is still worth it."

After Wang Ke said this, Yang Fan gradually felt relieved. Just when he was about to go upstairs to chat, a strange phone call came in. After answering, he found out that it was Zhou Siqi. She was waiting for him to remove the scar at the hospital.

I wanted to have fun all afternoon, but I met the one-eyed master. After thinking about it, I decided to solve the big trouble first so as to avoid going to the medical clinic every day. Although she was good-looking, Yang Fan didn't like her temper and it would not affect her mood.

Say goodbye to Wang Ke and drive back to the hospital.

There was a small truck parked at the entrance of the hospital. Two men entered the hospital carrying bags. What were they doing?Yang Fan was a little confused.

Following the two of them, they entered the Chinese medicine pharmacy, but saw that the counter was filled with large and small bags, and Pan Mingfang was organizing the medicine cabinet. When he saw Yang Fan, he hurriedly said: "Master, I asked the Chinese medicine company to send some Chinese medicinal materials. By the way, just now There is a lady looking for you by name, she should be in the consulting room."

"it is good."

Yang Fan rarely prescribes prescriptions for treating diseases. Since he bought it, he just used it. "Who is the person in charge? You will pay for it with me later."

"No, I've already given it."

Pan Mingfang picked up a small bag of medicinal materials and poured it into the small drawer, and responded calmly.

Yang Fan was startled. This old apprentice was worth the money and knew how to worry about the medical clinic.

Entering the outpatient clinic, Zhou Siqi was lying on the table, playing with his cell phone.

"Come back so slowly? I've been waiting for more than an hour. Can you please have a sense of time?"

Zhou Siqi pointed to the time on his phone and seemed unhappy.

Yang Fan looked directly into his eyes and said, "I have the afternoon off. If it weren't for my sister-in-law's sake, I wouldn't come to work, so you should be content."

"Tch, today is the third treatment. If my scars can't be removed, you won't have to go to work from tomorrow on."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Don't talk nonsense. If it's cured, you can threaten me."

Yang Fan pushed the water cup in front of her, "It's boring to work if you don't drink water."

Zhou Siqi was stunned and said, "Here he goes again."

He took out a bottle of pure milk from his bag and asked, "Can I give you some milk?"

"If you are allergic to milk, you can only drink..."

Before she could finish, she took out another bottle of mineral water, opened it herself, and asked, "Do you want me to feed you a drink?"

"No need, your attitude is okay, go to the treatment room and wait."

Yang Fan didn't want to have a scandal with the female patient, so he took a few sips, entered the treatment room, and locked it from the inside.

Zhou Siqi had already consciously arranged the treatment position, "I believe that if you dare to lie to me this last time, the medical center will be demolished and the person will be destroyed."

Yang Fan was too lazy to pay attention to her. He lifted up his clothes and applied massage cream on his palms. When he was about to massage, he found that there seemed to be a layer of skin around the scar. Why didn't the hateful scar fade away? He was worried. It was the first time to remove the scar. It was nothing. Experience, impatient.

With this girl's character, if she is not cured, she might make a big fuss. As she thought about it, she involuntarily increased the strength in her palms, and the speed of massaging became faster and faster. The strength in her body was released from her palms like a rolling river. , all acting on scars.