Douluo: You call this a toy

Bian Nanshan, the master of traditional Chinese medicine, stretched out three fingers, placed them on Liu Taixu's wrist, and looked at his face.

The room was so quiet that you could hear the drop of a pin. Everyone looked at him with admiration. The famous Chinese medical master was actually invited over. This honor was enough for the Liu family to show off for a while.

He checked very carefully, and when he withdrew his hand, his brows furrowed into a big "Sichuan" sign.

Everyone's hearts suddenly sank. Judging from his expression, they might not be optimistic.

Bian Nanshan sighed softly and said: "There is a serious cardiovascular malformation, and some blood vessels are blocked. It should not be a day or two. It has become so serious, why not treat it?"

"Stomach cancer is at an advanced stage and has spread, and there is no cure."

"Is there nothing you can do?"

Liu Shiyan's expression changed slightly.

The others were all nervous as they waited.

"It's my fault that I came a little late. I'll let him wake up for at least half an hour now."

Bian Nanshan shook his head helplessly.

Yang Fan looked calm and said nothing, just like a loyal listener.

"Okay, half an hour is enough."

Liu Shiyan raised his head, slowly closed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then opened them suddenly.

"Yang Fan, how sure are you?"

Liu Xueru looked at Yang Fan and couldn't help but ask.

"Fifty percent!"

"It's okay to live for another three months."

Swish.

All eyes were directed at Yang Fan.

He is not ashamed of his words, but the master of Chinese medicine can only do it for half an hour. He is a young boy, what guarantee can he give for three months?

"If you talk arrogantly but don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."

Meng Huanzhen felt that she was too good at boasting. With her simple medical skills, she was no doubt using a big knife in front of Bian Nanshan and Guan Gong.

Liu Ruqing's wife said with a bit of sarcasm, "If I guess correctly, this guy is the boyfriend Xueru found after injuring my son Haoning."

"Brother Liu, is this little friend also a doctor?"

Yang Fan looked calm and unfazed, but Bian Nanshan secretly praised him.

"I can't be called a doctor. It's said that I haven't even graduated from high school. I'm a real little farmer. I've read a few medical books and spent money to buy a medical qualification certificate. I can't compare with you, the miracle doctor Bian."

At this time, Meng Huanzhen still did not forget to belittle Yang Fan.

Liu Xueru's face was livid with anger, and she said angrily: "Yang Fan is not the kind of person you think he is. Does it make your face proud to belittle him like this?"

Meng Huanzhen would curse her daughter as soon as she glared at her.

Liu Shiyan was so angry that he was trembling all over, "Ru Lin, go out with your wife! You are not allowed to come in without my permission!"

"Listen to dad and hurry up."

Liu Ruqing shouted as the boss.

No matter how unwilling they were, they had no choice but to go out.

Bian Nanshan didn't know the situation of the Liu family and couldn't ask, so he just thought Yang Fan was talking casually.

Liu Shiyan finally made the decision to let Liu Taixu live for half an hour longer and let him explain his funeral arrangements.

"Yang Fan, let's go."

Liu Xueru felt that there was no need to ask him to stay and suffer. Since he was no longer needed, she could just leave.

"Girl, don't you want to see your great-grandpa for the last time?"

Indifferent words oozed from Liu Shiyan's mouth, as if he was disappointed with this granddaughter.

"Xueru, you girl is just like your mother, with a bad temper and a tough temper. Your great-grandfather is leaving soon. Why don't you feel uncomfortable? Why don't you give him a ride?"

Liu Ruqing's wife took the opportunity to blame, deliberately creating contradictions in her words.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly, "Everyone in the Liu family is not a good person. Xueru, I feel sad for you. From now on, we will not go back. I will kill anyone who dares to bully you."

"Yang Fan, didn't you hear me tell you to get out before? I'll repeat it now, you're not needed here, let's go!"

Yang Fan didn't take it seriously and squinted at Liu Shiyan, "If it weren't for Xueru's sake, do you think I would come?"

For some reason, Bian Nanshan was very interested in Yang Fan, "Brother Liu, let's put the family aside first. It's important to save people. If we delay it, I'm afraid we won't be able to save him."

"It's unfortunate that my family is in trouble. It's me who has lost my composure. Please ask for help from Master Bian."

Liu Shiyan immediately forced out a smile.

Bian Nanshan immediately took out the silver needle and started applying it.

Yang Fan moved forward involuntarily and observed the acupuncture technique.

In his mind, he did not find the name of the acupuncture method, but he saw several shortcomings. If it was slightly improved, it would become a perfect set of acupuncture methods, but it would still not be enough to save the person.

"Your acupuncture method is not suitable for the patient. He won't be able to wake up even in half an hour, let alone half an hour. However, the patient can retain his breath and will go to the Paradise in half an hour."

"Did you deliberately influence Bian Shengshou's treatment? Kick him out."

If he doesn't go out, Liu Shiyan will curse others.

"Okay, I'll go, you guys prepare for the funeral."

Yang Fan looked cold. It was Liu Rulin who invited him here. He didn't insist on coming, so he just walked away without knowing what was going on.

"Hold on."

Bian Nanshan frowned, quickly took out the silver needle, and said to Liu Shiyan with an apologetic expression: "I underestimated the seriousness of the condition. Please forgive me for not being able to do anything."

Just now he said he could wake up in half an hour, but now he suddenly said he couldn't do anything. This was hard for Liu Shihuo to accept.

"Shengshou Bian, you are the best doctor in the country. Can't you even make my father wake up for even one minute?"

"Feel sorry."

Bian Nanshan packed up the silver needle and said, "You might as well let the young man try it."

"Forget it, don't torture my father."

Yang Fan immediately responded: "In another five minutes, the chance will be completely lost."

beep beep.

The parameters of the multifunctional ECG monitor were originally low, but now they all dropped rapidly.

"Grandpa, it's too late if you hesitate."

Liu Xueru said in shock.

"Dad, now that the matter has come to an end, let him go quietly."

Liu Ruqing had a look of pain on his face.

"Grandpa, your life is so miserable. Why are you leaving like this? I haven't even been able to say a word to you..."

Along with Liu Ruqing's wife crying, others also started crying.

Yang Fan was angry, "You unfilial descendants are not dead yet, so why are you crying!"

He scolded fiercely, pushed Liu Shiyan away, and silver needles fell on Liu Taixu one after another.

"Madman! Take him away quickly!"

Following Liu Shiyan's loud shout, Liu Ruqing was the first to pounce on him. Yang Fan didn't even look at him and kicked him backwards, causing the latter to fall to the floor.

"If you don't want to get beaten, stay away from me!"

Yang Fan kept moving his hands, flicking his fingers, and a guzheng-like clanking sound suddenly erupted in the room.

"You are not allowed to hinder Yang Fan from saving Grandpa."

Liu Xueru risked her life, and at worst, she would be removed from the family tree, so she stepped forward to protect Yang Fan.

"Where's the scholar? Why don't you get over here quickly!"

Liu Shiyan roared outside the door, and the rest of the Liu family approached Yang Fan again.

Whoosh.

No one expected that Bian Nanshan opened his arms to stop everyone.

"The condition has improved, you may wish to look at the monitor screen."

"Heart rate and breathing are up again?"

"Don't hinder Dr. Yang, stay away."

Seeing the parameter changes on the monitor, Liu Shiyan, who wanted to cut Yang Fan into pieces, hurriedly approached him, and Bian Nanshan also turned around to look.

Five elements needle?

Eighteen needles to resurrect the soul?

Bian Nanshan became more and more frightened as he watched. Who is this guy?

Soon, Liu Taixu's heart rate, breathing, and blood pressure returned to normal.

"Cough cough..."

"It turns out to be Dr. Yang."

Liu Taixu, who couldn't even be cured by the masters of Chinese medicine, woke up and recognized Yang Fan. Everyone present was shocked.