Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 1102 What did he hear?
Since the choice was made by Ouyang's old Patriarch himself, Zhang Fan naturally wouldn't force it.

but.

It was a happy thing to see Nangong Liuyun throwing a rock at his own foot on this occasion.

"Really, really?"

Gu Weixiong asked in disbelief.

"Hmm! The cure for blood coagulation has been lost for thousands of years. Could it be possible that Senior Longshou's mysterious sect has a cure for blood coagulation?"

Zhang Fan smiled and nodded, in order to give Gu Weixiong a little confidence, he asked the dragon hand specially.

"Master Zhang, don't be joking. My Xuan Sect has only been established for more than ten years. How can there be ancient books that have been lost for thousands of years?"

"This blood coagulation disease is a kind of intractable disease, even with today's medical technology, it cannot be completely cured."

Long Shou shook his head with a smile, and quickly explained to Zhang Fan and Gu Weixiong.

Hearing this, Gu Weixiong's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

As long as Nangong Liuyun can't cure Ouyang Mingxuan, things will turn around. At that time, the Ouyang family's connection will still belong to Zhang Fan.

Nangong Liuyun, who got the chance to treat Ouyang Mingxuan, obviously did not expect happiness to come so suddenly.

He stood up.

Feeling apprehensive and excited, he walked towards Ouyang Mingxuan step by step.

"Coagulation disease!? What kind of disease is this? Is it exactly the same as sepsis? If so, it is very easy to treat."

In the process of walking towards Ouyang Mingxuan, Nangong Liuyun's thoughts were running fast.

and so.

When he stood in front of Ouyang Mingxuan, he completely regarded the coagulation disease as sepsis.

In his opinion, coagulation disease is just Zhang Fan's name for sepsis.

The real coagulation disease is actually sepsis.

After confirming the illness, Nangong Liuyun felt that it would be very easy to treat it.

thought here.

Nangong Liuyun's face was full of joy.

Sure enough, first the Zhou family, and then using the Tang family as a springboard, successfully climbed up to the No. [-] military family in Kyoto and became the prince's friend.

Now he is able to heal Ouyang Mingxuan and become the savior of the capital city.

In this huge capital city in the future, wouldn't he want the wind to catch the wind, and the rain to catch the rain?

"Mr. Ouyang, thank you for giving me this opportunity. Don't worry, as long as I take action, your illness will be cured."

Nangong Liuyun stood confidently in front of Ouyang Mingxuan, and said in a firm tone.

"It's work."

Ouyang Mingxuan glanced at Nangong indifferently, and didn't say much.

As a member of the Huaxia think tank, even though he is seriously ill now, he is definitely not old and dim-sighted, and his eyes are still vicious.

In Nangong Liuyun's body, Ouyang Mingxuan couldn't see any composure, on the contrary, there was a kind of impetuosity that tended to be inflamed, and one more look would make people feel bored.

On the contrary, when he looked at Zhang Fan just now, he felt like a spring breeze.

"Patriarch Ouyang, in fact, the so-called coagulation disease is sepsis, which has been overcome by medical technology. However, the same disease can be treated better with traditional Chinese medicine."

Nangong Liuyun explained to Ouyang Mingxuan confidently.

heard.

Ouyang Mingxuan's eyes widened sharply, and a ferocious anger immediately appeared on his wrinkled old face.

"quack!"

"roll!"

Ouyang Mingxuan scolded angrily, and without knowing where the strength came from, he pushed Nangong Liuyun away.

Nangong Liuyun, who was totally unprepared, was pushed staggeringly.

A burst of anger, suddenly 'cengceng' rushed to the door.

What did he hear?
quack!

roll!
He is the master of the Xuan sect and the direct disciple of Longshou, but he was scolded as a quack doctor by an old man in the secular world.

Not only that, but let him go.

This is simply a humiliation to Chi Guoguo.

Standing up again, Nangong Liuyun took a deep breath, covered up the anger on his face, smiled again, and said: "Patriarch Ouyang, did I say something wrong? I offended you, why did you suddenly call I go?"

"Master Nangong doesn't know something, right? Coagulation disease and sepsis are two diseases."

Zhang Fan, who had been standing on the sidelines watching the play, originally thought that Nangong Liuyun would not seek his own death, pretending to understand if he didn't know how, and he would reveal his true colors only after giving acupuncture to save people.

Who would have thought that Nangong Liuyun, in order to forcefully pretend to be coercive, described black as white.

Although Ouyang Mingxuan was old, he was not yet confused.

How could he be deceived by Nangong Liuyun?

"I, of course I know it's two diseases!"

Nangong Liuyun panicked, and quickly defended himself.

heard.

Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing teasingly, and said, "You know? Then how can you say coagulation is sepsis?"

"You know? Then why don't you know that the treatment for blood coagulation was lost 1000 years ago?"

"You know? As your master, why didn't Senior Longshou know that he could treat blood coagulation?"

In a word, ask three times.

Nangong Liuyun opened his mouth with difficulty, but couldn't utter a single word.

he knows?
He knows shit!
He knew about sepsis, but he had never heard of coagulation.

If it wasn't for Ouyang Mingxuan's refutation of Zhang Fan's words, Nangong Liuyun would have thought that Zhang Fan was talking nonsense.

"Zhang Fan, you don't have the right to speak here, don't fool old Patriarch Ouyang here with your meager knowledge."

Nangong Liuyun gritted his teeth, stared at Zhang Fan with incomparable sternness, lowered his voice a lot, and said coldly.

"I have little knowledge? Am I fooling the old Patriarch Ouyang?"

Zhang Fan looked at Nangong Liuyun as if looking at a fool, shook his head amusedly, and continued: "Ouyang's old Patriarch is a patient, so he knows very well whether what I said is right or not."

"Coagulopathy, Ouyang's old Patriarch used to happen once every three months. When it happened, there were thousands of ants crawling back and forth in the blood, and even the blood in the heart, when it was serious, was still there. There will be backflow."

"Not only that, but now the condition is worsening, the original once every three months has become once every three days."

"If my guess is correct, within a month, Ouyang's old Patriarch's blood coagulation disease will not be treated. Calculating the time, he should only have 98 days to live."

Zhang Fan's words were definitely not meant to be alarmist.

Ever since Ouyang Mingxuan announced that he was looking for a doctor from the outside world and started consultations from all directions, the doctor of the Tianci National Medicine had already sentenced him to death.

One hundred days was his last deadline.

Today, two days have passed since the eight-party consultation started, so Ouyang Mingxuan only has 98 days to live.

"It's nonsense! The old Patriarch's health is very good, but you actually cursed him to death, Zhang Fan, what are you so worried about?"

(End of this chapter)