On the day of going down the mountain, he was forced to marry by two school beauties

"Ruoxue!"

Han Shanhe rushed to Han Ruoxue's "corpse" and hugged Han Ruoxue and cried bitterly.

"This...how is this possible?"

Fei Zhong's face was still filled with shock: "The Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles will definitely not kill anyone."

"Chen Fan, you... you must have a solution, right?"

Shen Nange couldn't help but grab Chen Fan's hand. For some reason, she always felt that Chen Fan seemed to have a backup plan.

"After eleven injections, the patient will regain consciousness; after twelve injections, he will appear normal; after thirteen injections, he will be dead for sure!"

Chen Fan said calmly, "I've already warned you just now, why don't you believe it? Do you have to wait until someone dies before you believe it?"

Han Shanhe suddenly stood up and fell to his knees in front of Chen Fan, kowtowing repeatedly: "I deserve to die, it's my fault, please save my daughter! Her mother died early, and this child is so pitiful, I... I..."

He didn't know what to say, so he kept slapping himself on the mouth and kowtowing.

"Okay, get up."

Chen Fan walked towards the bed and took away Fei Zhong's needle.

"Eleven yins have three strong seams, and the female jade door head is where the ghost hides."

While Chen Fan was reciting the formula, the needle in his hand had already fallen.

"Twelve Quchi are called ghost ministers, and the fire needle still needs seven flashes."

Chen Fan gave Han Ruoxue another acupuncture treatment, and her complexion miraculously recovered, and her electrocardiogram showed fluctuations.

"Thirteenth Tongue Point: In the middle of the tongue, this point should be called Ghost Seal."

Chen Fan remained calm and continued to give acupuncture.

Han Ruoxue suddenly opened her eyes.

"Needle the hands and feet opposite each other. If you encounter a fox hole, only one side will be opened."

Chen Fan looked at Fei Zhong and said, "This is the true secret of my master. The rampant evil spirits disappear without a trace!"

Han Ruoxue's weak voice echoed in the room: "Where...where am I? Hell?"

Han Shanhe burst into tears of joy and hurried over to kneel beside the bed, holding her hand. "Pah, pah, pah, what bad luck! You're still fine. It was Doctor Chen who cured you."

"Thirteen needles in the ghost gate!"

Fei Zhong looked at Chen Fan in disbelief: "You...how do you know the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles?"

Chen Fan was disdainful. "It's just a passable set of needlework. What's so special about it? I can only say that you are ignorant."

Fei Zhong was stunned for a moment, as if struck by lightning. Then he smiled bitterly and said, "Only now do I understand what it means to be a frog in a well."

He stood up and bowed respectfully towards Chen Fan: "Thank you for your guidance."

Chen Fan didn't even look at him.

Fei Zhong looked at Han Shanhe and said, "Junior brother, the grudge between you and me is now written off."

Han Shanhe didn't even look at him.

Fei Zhong was stunned for a moment, then he smiled bitterly, respectfully placed his phone next to Chen Fan, and left the clinic.

"Doctor Fei."

Liu Ziguang hurriedly followed.

"Liu Ziguang, from today on, you are no longer an agent of the Medical Alliance."

Fei Zhong said something and got into the car.

"Mr. Song, someone can cure your disease."

After Fei Zhong got in the car, he made a phone call.

"Who?"

"Chen Fan."

"Clap clap-"

"Doctor Fei, you can't fire me."

Liu Ziguang kept knocking on Fei Zhong's car door.

Fei Zhong hung up the phone without even looking at Liu Ziguang, and said to the driver calmly: "Let's go!"

The car sped away.

Liu Ziguang fell to the ground instantly and sat there in a daze.

Just then, Jia Feihu came over with his men.

"Who the hell is Liu Ziguang?"

"You have something to do with me?"

Liu Ziguang was stunned and looked up at Jia Feihu.

"Instructor Zhao just told our leader that you, a clown, were speaking nonsense in front of Young Master Chen and bullying him."

Jia Feihu sneered: "I want to know if this is true?"

"I……"

Liu Ziguang's face turned grim: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

"I misunderstood your mother!"

Jia Feihu knocked Liu Ziguang down with one punch: "Drag him away and feed him to the fish!"

Liu Ziguang was dragged away like a dead dog.

……

……

Inside the hospital.

Han Ruoxue was too weak and had fallen asleep.

Han Shanhe couldn't help but look at Chen Fan: "Dr. Chen, my daughter..."

Chen Fan took a pen and paper and wrote down the prescription. "Within seven days, she will be back to normal. On the seventh day, remember to remind me so I can come back and give her acupuncture."

Han Shanhe burst into tears of joy and took the prescription tremblingly: "Thank you, thank you."

"You can't sell the clinic anymore."

Chen Fan laughed and said, "Otherwise my wife will drag me to the clinic early in the morning again."

"Doctor Chen, don't worry, I definitely won't sell the clinic."

Han Shanhe said seriously, "I plan to give the clinic to Nan Ge."

Shen Nange was stunned: "Uncle, how can this be possible? I don't know any medical skills."

Han Shanhe shook his head: "My medical skills are only average. If the clinic continues to stay in my hands, the reputation of the Ten Yuan Clinic will be ruined sooner or later. I can't let Dad's hard work go to waste."

Shen Nange still shook his head: "Uncle, if it really doesn't work, I can find a way to hire some famous doctors, or even ask Fei Zhong to come and see patients."

Since Fei Zhong lost, he had to accept the defeat and become her personal physician.

Han Shanhe looked at Shen Nange and said, "I have decided. The clinic is yours."

Shen Nange smiled bitterly and looked at Chen Fan: "Chen Fan, don't I still owe you a gift?"

Chen Fan: “…”

"From now on, you will be the director of the Ten Dollar Clinic."

Shen Nange didn't give Chen Fan a chance to refuse and continued, "You don't have to come often, just come occasionally. Fei Zhong lost anyway, and I asked him to come and see me, so he can't refuse."

"You're forcing me to give you a gift." Chen Fan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "How can I refuse?"

"No!" Shen Nange was very domineering, "It's decided."

Chen Fan spread his hands and said, "Alright then, I'll put my name on it."

Han Shanhe was overjoyed. With Chen Fan, a man with unfathomable medical skills, around, the Ten Yuan Clinic would definitely not decline, but would even reach a higher level.

His father's long-cherished wish was to make the Ten Dollar Clinic famous all over the world. He didn't have that ability, but Chen Fan could definitely do it.

"Nan Ge, wait a moment."

Han Shanhe went into the inner room.

After a moment, he came out with a piece of old parchment and handed it to Shen Nange: "This is our Han family's heirloom. As for its use, I don't know. Your grandfather said that this thing is very important and must be kept properly."

Shen Nange looked at the parchment, his brows furrowed slightly, "Uncle, did grandpa really ask you for this thing?"

Han Shanhe shook his head: "Your father Shen Tianzong mentioned it to your mother."

Shen Nange was stunned, "Dad..."

Han Shanhe didn't want to mention Shen Tianzong, so he stuffed the parchment on Shen Nange's face and said, "You can handle it yourself."

Shen Nange hummed and looked at Chen Fan: "Chen Fan, let's go back first."

Chen Fan nodded.

The two left the clinic.

After getting in the car, Shen Nange handed the parchment to Chen Fan: "Chen Fan, take a look, it looks like an ordinary piece of parchment to me, nothing special."

Chen Fan took it and took a look, frowning slightly. It was indeed an ordinary parchment. Could this thing... really be the key left by the richest man?

Shen Nange couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you take it back and show it to Grandpa?"

Chen Fan smiled and nodded, "My wife decides."

Shen Nange was obviously still kept in the dark and had no idea about the "hundred billion dowry".

After returning home, Shen Nange handed the parchment to Shen Qianjue.

After Shen Nange left, Shen Qianjue didn't even look at it and handed it to Chen Fan.

Chen Fan took the parchment and asked, "Why didn't you tell Nan Ge?"

Shen Qianjue took a deep breath: "It's just adding to her troubles. What she needs to do now is to gradually take charge of the Shen family."

Chen Fan smiled, "She has a good grandfather."

"She has a good husband." Shen Qianjue said with a smile: "With Zhao Huihuang and Fei Zhong assisting her, who dares to disobey her?"

"Easy to do."

Chen Fan waved his hand and turned to leave.

Shen Qianjue was very happy.

This move was the right one.

Chen Fan returned to the room and looked at the parchment carefully.

"Some tricks."

Chen Fan dripped his blood onto the parchment, then threw the parchment into the fire. Suddenly, a series of numbers appeared on the parchment.

The key appears.

"Next is the Wang family."

Chen Fan murmured.

The other key may be in the hands of the Wang family in Zhonghai.

"Ding!"

At this moment, Ye Yantong suddenly sent a message: "I have a terrible headache. I really don't know what to give you. Just tell me what you want."