Huadu super magic doctor

Chapter 26 Make trouble
Zhao Hao calmed down and murmured:

"No wonder he is the only one of the four little heavenly kings who has been single all the time. It turns out that Ding Ding is useless."

Ye Fan smiled and said:
"If you don't quit masturbation, Ding Ding will become disabled sooner or later."

With that said, Ye Fan gave the written prescription to Fatty Zhao.

Fatty Zhao buried himself in research as if he had found a treasure.

Ye Fan opened the textbook and looked at it absent-mindedly.

He entered Longteng in order to find the girl with the plum blossom tattoo on her right shoulder.

However, it is really difficult to find it based on this information alone.

He can't take off the clothes of all the girls in the school, and check one by one, right?

Scratching his ears and cheeks for two classes, Ye Fan couldn't think of a good solution.

Instead, just after the second period, his cell phone rang.

"Old Wu, what's the matter?" Ye Fan answered the call first, and asked with a frown.

Elder Wu's eager and bewildered voice came from the phone;

"Master Ye, come back quickly, Xinglin Hall is in a mess."

Ye Fan's face was slightly cold, and he said:

"Someone is making trouble?"

Elder Wu replied:
"That's not true. There are too many patients, and I, an old man, can't handle it."

Ye Fan stretched his brows and said with a smile:
"Old Wu, calm down and take your time, why panic?"

Elder Wu hurriedly said:

"Master Ye, some patients have very difficult diseases, and most of them ask you to treat them by name.

If you don't come, I think they can swallow Xinglintang with their saliva. "

Ye Fan's face darkened, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"You calm down the patient's emotions and say that I will be there soon."

After Ye Fan finished speaking, he hung up the phone, left the school in a hurry, and took a taxi back to the clinic.

After 15 minutes, when Ye Fan got out of the car, he saw that Xinglin Hall was overcrowded.

Even outside, there are still many patients.

Ye Fan found that the patient's mood was not very good, and his face was full of anger.

"Deadly, there is no cure for your illness in Xinglintang, you have to go to the hospital for treatment."

Before entering, Ye Fan heard Wu Lao's impatient voice.

"What kind of bullshit clinic, there is no reason to push patients out."

The patient's family members shouted angrily:

"I don't even know how to do simple sutures. To be a professor of traditional Chinese medicine or a miracle doctor, I think it's all a vain reputation."

"Everyone, don't come here to see a doctor. The doctors here are all quacks, idiots."

Suddenly someone shouted loudly.

"If you don't treat the disease, why are you still in business? You can close it as soon as possible."

"Occupy the latrine and don't shit, the clinic for the fart, the genius doctor for the fart, it's all rumors."

"That's right, we've all been here for two hours, and none of your patients have been cured."

"Close the door, let Xinglin Hall close!" A middle-aged man shouted loudly at this time.

When he shouted, someone immediately followed suit.

Immediately afterwards, the voices of closing the door of Xinglin Hall came one after another, one wave after another.

Ye Fan's face was terribly cold, his eyes were as cold as a sword, and anger burst out.

In the current situation, someone must be behind the scenes.

Even if Xinglintang had accumulated some fame in the past two days, there would never be so many patients flocking here at once.

Moreover, among these patients, some of them are hopelessly ill.

Even if the Daluo Jinxian came to the world, he could do nothing.

Ye Fansen glanced coldly at the Aimin Hospital opposite.

Who else but the Han family would use such despicable methods.

At this moment, in the VIP ward of Aimin Hospital, Han Ming and Han Sen stood in front of the shutters.

The father and son had a sly smile on their faces, and they were in a very comfortable mood.

The grievances that had been pent up for a few days finally vented part of them today.

"Dad, you're brilliant." Han Sen said with a dark smile, "Xinglin Hall's reputation has been ruined again.

After I see it, who would dare to go there to see a doctor. "

Han Ming sneered and said:
"Even if it stops for a while, someone will go, and we will send a few more patients there at worst."

Han Sen laughed loudly after hearing this, and said in a sinister tone:
"I don't believe that Xinglin Hall can withstand repeated toss."

"A small Chinese medicine clinic wants to fight against our hospital and seek death."

Han Ming grinned grimly.

"Dad, my body odor?" Han Sen asked the question he was most concerned about.

Han Ming was scheming and said:
"Don't panic, when Xinglintang is struggling and cannot go on, Dad will lead you to find Ye Fan."

"Ah, it doesn't hurt anymore, my head doesn't hurt anymore." Suddenly, a patient shouted excitedly.

And his call immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Those who shouted that Xinglin Hall should be closed also stopped and looked over.

"What you have is sinusitis. I cured it for you, but you have to pay attention to it in the future."

With a smile on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, he pulled out a silver needle stuck on the bridge of the opponent's nose.

"Miraculous doctor, thank you, miraculous doctor." The patient bowed gratefully and said:

"You cured my sinusitis with one injection. You are Hua Tuo alive."

In an instant, all the patients looked at Ye Fan with fiery eyes.

However, the few people who took the lead in calling Xinglin Hall to close the door had gloomy and ugly faces, with fierce and vicious eyes.

"The fake genius doctor has the ability to cure everyone's illness."

A man yelled with a sneer.

Ye Fan's eyes were fixed, and a cold and sharp light shot out, falling directly on the man.

So cold eyes.

The other party felt Ye Fan's piercing gaze, and his whole body trembled with fright, as if falling into an ice cave.

"What do you want to do?" Seeing Ye Fan walking up to him, the man said coldly with an unkind face.

A sneer crossed the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, his eyes were piercing, and he said coldly:

"I should ask you this question."

There was a trace of panic in the man's eyes, and he said angrily:

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"Soon you'll have everything to say!"

Ye Fan had a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and reached out and grabbed the man's arm as he spoke.

Before the man could resist, he heard a click, and his arm was dislocated.

In the next second, Ye Fan picked it up again.

The next moment, there was another click, and it was dislocated.

Going back and forth like this, Ye Fan had a great time playing.

And the man was miserable, with a horrific wailing and pain roaring from his mouth.

Everyone was completely petrified, their eyes widened, their faces were shocked, their scalps were numb, and their legs were weak.

"enough."

Suddenly, a man with scarlet eyes and a ferocious face came out and screamed angrily.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth raised an evil arc, and he said with a smile:
"That's enough, let's replace it with you."

After finishing speaking, before the man could react, his arm was grabbed into his hand by Ye Fan like lightning.

Click, dislocate.

Connected.

Click, dislocated again.

The shrill screams like killing a pig resounded at the door of Xinglin Hall.

The onlookers were horrified, looking at Ye Fan as if they were looking at a devil.

Physician?

Will he be a miracle doctor?

"I'm tired, I need to rest for a while." Ye Fan stopped, and his playful eyes fell on the other two men.

The two realized that Ye Fan was looking at them, and their faces immediately showed horror, fine sweat oozes from their foreheads, and their bodies tremble like sifting chaff.

"Stand up and tell me, who sent you here." Ye Fan said coldly.

(End of this chapter)