Inside the carriage, the movement of Ye Fan here attracted the attention of many people around him, and countless eyes focused on him.
And the face of the middle-aged man was both worried and expectant.
The stubborn illness on his back has tortured him for three full years, especially in the past few months, intensified.
It’s okay during the day, and at night, it’s hard to fall asleep at all, as if suffering from a thousand swords.
Now, Ye Fan was able to see through his symptoms at a glance, which really surprised him.
However, Ye Fan's age is too young, at most eighteen or nine years old.
No one can imagine that such a stinky hairy boy can treat this intractable disease!
After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man's eyes flickered, and he said loudly to Ye Fan: "My dear Sun Zhengyi, may I ask my little brother?"
"Ye Fan!"
"Hello, Brother Ye, let's do it...I will contact the best hospital in Huahai immediately after getting off the bus, let's rush over for treatment, what do you think?" Sun Zhengyi asked.
"Don't be so troublesome, just treat here!" Ye Fan waved his hand.
"what?!"
Hearing this, Sun Zhengyi was taken aback for a moment, and his face appeared suspicious.
This is in the train compartment without any medical instruments or disinfection equipment.
How can treatment be possible in such a primitive environment?
Seeing his puzzled appearance, Ye Fan smiled slightly and explained: "I am a Chinese medicine doctor. You are not a big problem, you can fix it in a few minutes!"
As soon as this statement came out, Sun Zhengyi's body was shocked, his pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like awns, and a huge wave was set off in his heart, extremely surprised.
What's wrong? Can be done in a few minutes?
Are you kidding me?
In order to treat the stubborn illness on his back, he visited many famous doctors in the country, and even went to the United States for treatment, but the result was useless, but it was getting worse.
But now, Ye Fan's tone was so light, and he even gave Sun Zhengyi an illusion, as if he could easily treat his stubborn illness as long as he shot it.
At this moment, Ye Fan looked at him and said in a commanding tone: "Mr. Sun, take off your coat, face down, and lie on the ground!"
Sun Zhengyi frowned when he heard the words, and an unnoticeable sorrow flashed in his eyes.
With his identity in the mall, he is regarded as a guest of honor no matter where he goes, and he can even be equal to those big political figures!
Let him lie on the dirty floor shirtless under the public. How can Sun Zhengyi, who has always been pampered, accept it?
For a moment, he even wondered if Ye Fan in front of him was deliberately making fun of him!
Perceiving the change in his complexion, Ye Fan was still calm and composed, giving people a feeling of indifference, as if incompatible with the surrounding environment.
"Mr. Sun, there are many precious opportunities in life. Only once. If you miss it, you will never come again!" Ye Fan said indifferently.
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Hearing this, Sun Zhengyi's complexion was green and white, as if a battle between heaven and man was going on.
After more than half a minute, his eyes flickered, as if an important decision had been made, and he said in his heart:
With his current symptoms, he can only be a dead horse! Even if it is not cured, there is nothing to lose!
In the next moment, he actually started to take off his suit and shirt in full view.
Although his clothes do not have an obvious logo, their workmanship and tailoring are excellent, obviously from the hands of the master, and they are of great value.
Although he is no longer young, Sun Zhengyi maintains the good habit of exercising all year round, so he doesn't look like a pot belly, his naked upper body has obvious muscle lines.
Immediately afterwards, according to Ye Fan's instructions, he lay on the ground in the corridor of the carriage.
Looking into the distance, there was an obvious bulge in the center of his spine, like a bump the size of a fist, but it did not appear to grow in the flesh, but embedded in the bone.
It was precisely because of this big pimple that Sun Zhengyi couldn't stand up straight, and even compressed his nerves, making him painful and worrying about his life!
"Mr. Sun, you must have been to many hospitals, this is a malignant bone tumor!" Ye Fan said lightly.
When Sun Zhengyi heard the words, he nodded immediately, with a look of fear in his eyes.
An ordinary tumor grows in the flesh or internal organs, but his tumor is born on the bone and merges with the spine. Unless the spine is removed, there is no possibility of removal!
Earlier, all major hospitals had issued death notices to him, thinking that there was no need for any treatment at all, and all he could do was wait for the day when his death came!
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"Brother Ye, is there any cure for my disease?" Sun Zhengyi asked tremblingly.
"Let it go! As long as I take action, even Hades can't take your life away! In a few minutes, you will be able to recover as before!" Ye Fan said confidently.
As soon as this statement came out, it immediately caused an uproar in the carriage, and a crowd of onlookers whispered:
"Damn! Who is this kid? You're crazy!"
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but this is too exaggerated! Without medical equipment, the malignant tumor can be cured in a few minutes. Does he think he is Hua Tuo alive and Bian Que reborn?"
"This kid is only a little old, and his mouth is not full of hairs. I guess he hasn't even obtained the medical qualification certificate! If this makes some shortcomings, can he bear the responsibility?"
Hearing these questioning words, Zou Kai on the side put his hands on his chest, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he sketched a vicious smile as if watching a good show.
In Zou Kai's view, Ye Fan is nothing more than a clown sensationalist, and it won't be long before he will be embarrassed in front of everyone!
However, at this time, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear to the cynicism around him.
He slowly took out a box of silver needles he was carrying with him from his pocket, and dozens of silver needles were twisted in his hands, shining with strange light in the sunshine.
Ye Fan, holding the silver needle, was like a peerless swordsman who had obtained the zombies sword, his aura changed, Yuan Yu Yue stood up, and the mountain stood up.
"quiet!"
Ye Fan shouted in a low voice and exploded in the ears of everyone in the court like thunder.
There is an irresistible force in his voice.
Everyone in the venue was shocked by an electric shock. They only felt that their heart was held by a pair of invisible hands, and their breathing was stagnant.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan shook his wrist, and dozens of silver needles pierced Sun Zhengyi's spine like a fairy scattered flowers, surrounding the fist-sized bump in a full circle.
Crossing the divine needle, can cross the ten directions of suffering!
This is the stunt that Wei Lao taught Ye Fan. Although in the world of cultivating immortals, this acupuncture technique is nothing, but on the earth, it is a magical technique that can "living dead, fleshy bones".
When Lu Yunfeng, the king of Jiangnan Needle, saw him, he was shocked, and even knelt down on the spot, worshiping Ye Fan as his teacher.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan squatted down, bending his fingers on the silver needle.
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"
The sound of Jin and Tie mingling was endless, echoing in the carriage.
Sun Zhengyi, who was lying on the ground, felt an indescribable warm current injected into his body through the silver needle.
The unprecedented sense of comfort, as if taking Qiongye Yuye, made his frowning brows stretched out, and he even couldn't help groaning.
"Puff!"
Suddenly, from the pores on the side of his spine, a jet of jet black juice spewed out, exuding a fishy smell, like a skunk fart, and everyone around could not help covering their mouth and nose.
At this moment, an incredible scene happened
I saw that on Sun Zhengyi's spine, the fist-sized bump was squeezed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into invisible.
Immediately afterwards, Sun Zhengyi kept his back, got up from the ground on the spot, stretched his body, his head held high, his spine straight like a sword, how could he have the same hunchback before?
It took less than a minute from Ye Fan's needle to the present, and the bone tumor that had plagued Sun Zhengyi for three years was cured in this way. It was amazing!
If this news spreads out, I am afraid that famous doctors across the country will be stunned!
At this moment, Sun Zhengyi turned to look at Ye Fan, his eyes filled with excitement, and he said solemnly:
"Brother Ye, my life-saving grace is unforgettable, please accept my respect!" As he said, he bowed deeply to Ye Fan.
Immediately afterwards, he took out a checkbook and Montblanc pen from his wallet, and wrote a series of "0" on the check, and finally handed the check to Ye Fan respectfully, saying:
"Brother Ye, this is the consultation fee, it is not a respect, please accept it!"
At the next moment, everyone's eyes fell on the check. A passenger who was closer took the lead in seeing the number on the check. His pupils shrank suddenly and exclaimed:
"One...a billion?!"
