Perspective Crazy Doctor

On the other side, Yang Zhen didn't have any mind to care about the old men at this time. Instead, he gathered in front of Ye Fan at this time.

"Don't you really need someone else's help? I can find someone else for you if you need it."

When hearing Yang Zhen speak like this, Ye Fan in front of him smiled bitterly twice, and then continued to speak. "This problem is not big, and their presence here will affect my own judgment!"

When hearing this, Yang Zhen didn't continue to force the man. He frowned there and followed him to the door of the sick room.

"Wait for me here. I can go in alone." said Ye Fan, looking back at Yang Zhen at this time.

Previous experience tells Yang Zhen that he can completely trust this man. After he was stunned there, he nodded.

"You go!"

When a word came to this, Ye Fan had entered the room and looked at the man on the hospital bed.

The man was about thirty years old and had almost completely lost consciousness with an oxygen bottle hanging around his mouth.

After sniffing the surrounding air, Ye Fan slowly approached the guy and took a look at the man's face.

Very pale, there is still a faint breath.

"It's really not easy!" when he said this, Ye Fan had touched his hand to the guy's head.

As Yang Zhen said before, this man really had a cerebral hemorrhage.

Now, the most important thing to do is to force out the congestion in this guy's head a little bit.

However, his body seems very weak. If he loses too much blood, it may directly lead to his sacrifice.

When thinking of this, Ye Fan suddenly took a deep breath, and the expression on his face looked very strange. After moving there for a while, he took out the needle in his hand.

Take your time. You should take your time.

When he thought of this, he had gently pricked his needle towards the man's temple at this time.

"What a heavy chill!" when a word came to this, the leaf fan in front suddenly took a breath.

If it wasn't for the warmth of the silver needle in hand, I really don't know. It's hard to detect it.

What the hell is going on?

Ye Fan was stunned. After all, it doesn't seem as simple as I thought at the beginning.

After he was stunned, he began to gather his internal power, and then gently touched the man's chest in front of him.

Sure enough, the whole body was full of cold.

If it's a general situation, it's easier to deal with. After all, cerebral hemorrhage is not a challenge for yourself.

However, the so-called cold has made Ye Fan a little nervous. He has been frowning and observing carefully there.

I wonder if I can use my internal power to drive away the cold in this guy's body.

However, when I was about to make a move, I suddenly found that my internal force didn't seem to have much effect.

In part, it may be because their internal power is not strong enough, and in part, it should be the essence of the man's body.

"It seems that this time is not a simple thing." when thinking of this, Ye Fan suddenly continued to frown there, and then continued to put his needle close to the guy's chest.

Generally speaking, only by using the Dragon returning needle method can this guy's cold be directly resisted and can't spread completely.

After frowning, Ye Fan's expression suddenly became more nervous. The cold sweat on his forehead has come out a lot.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" he kept repeating there, but he didn't know what to do.

In the face of this thing itself, the accident is really a little surprising.

On the other side, Yang Zhen outside was suddenly worried. He didn't know what was happening inside, but it was so quiet.

"I don't know what happened!" when Yang Zhen said this, he didn't finish his words, but ye fan suddenly came out and looked at Yang Zhen in front of him.

"Have you handled it!" when a sentence came to this, the Yang Zhen in front suddenly looked at the guy with a surprised face.

The leaf fan in front took a deep breath, "not yet, but I need your help!"

help?

This is what Yang Zhen didn't expect. This man actually asked himself to help. It's not that he doesn't want to, but there are other things.

"What can I do?" Yang Zhen asked.

"Make medicine for me!"

Make medicine?

Yang Zhen frowned, "but I won't!"

"It's very simple." Ye Fan said there, "this medicine is not so complicated."

But it just sounds strange.

"Medlar, add a little longan, it's OK!"

what is it?

Although I don't know what's going on, it must sound like he's not kidding himself.

"Is this medicine?"

Indeed, in a sense, this is not a medicine, but as long as it can have a certain effect on this man, there will be no big problem.

After being stunned, Yang Zhen agreed to the man's request and began to prepare.

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, then continued to look back at the man lying in bed.

For this man, physique is the biggest problem of father man. If this matter is not handled properly, everything behind will be very dangerous.

After being stunned there, the leaf fan in front of him suddenly seemed to think of something.

"I hope I just think too much." after saying something there, Ye Fan in front of me continued to say, and then took a breath of air conditioning. The expression on his face looked very strange.

I don't know how long it has passed, Yang Zhen next to him has come over and looked at Ye Fan at this time, and then he continued to speak.

"It's done!"

Ye Fan looked back at the woman, took the medicine from her hand, took a deep breath and drank it.

Yes, he drank it himself!

Yang Zhen next to him was stunned. He didn't expect this man to do so.