An hour later, Wang Rulin and his gang had their hands and feet broken and were thrown into a van. Not long after, several police officers came over and drove the van away.
Within three to five months, they would not be able to get out of bed or leave the prison.
After Ye Fan finished treating the remaining patients, Zhang Daqiang ran up and told Ye Fan the results of the interrogation:
"Ye Fan, the old man's name is indeed Wang Rulin, and the middle-aged woman's name is Wang Xinya. They are people sent by Xuanhu Medical Center."
"Xuanhuju failed to plot against Jin Zhilin last time. Not only did he lose face, he also caused all the patients to come to us."
"Xuan Huju was so angry that he asked someone to put on make-up and pretend to be dead. The purpose was to drain the pot, kill people, and close down the medical center."
"Who knows, you will reap the consequences..."
Sun Bufan sighed with emotion: "We shouldn't have let Xuanhuju go last time and gave him a chance to survive, but he thought we were easy to bully and kept pushing for more."
Ye Fan said calmly: "Who is the boss of Xuanhuju?"
Zhang Daqiang hurriedly told the name: "Nangong Chun."
"The bad old man is very bad."
Ye Fan laughed, and then shouted to Sun Bufan:
"Sun Bufan, let's go to the gym..."
Ye Fan originally wanted to give Xuan Huju a way out, but Xuan Huju even pretended to be dead, so Ye Fan decided to cripple him.
What's more, the other party is Nangong Chun, who is obsessed with profit.
When Sun Bufan heard that there was a good show to watch, he immediately picked up the medical box and followed Ye Fan to the opposite side. Many good patients and family members also followed him excitedly.
There were not many patients in Xuanhuju. When they saw Ye Fan's menacing appearance, they were so frightened that they hid in all directions, leaving the entire hall empty.
Several of Nangong Chun's disciples and grandsons stood up when they saw this.
A middle-aged doctor wearing a long gown shouted: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Who gave you the courage to come here to cause trouble?"
A handsome young doctor also stared angrily: "Is this a place for you to run wild? Get out of here, get out of here quickly."
A female doctor who looked exactly like Lin Chiling also raised her eyebrows and said, "I'll give you thirty seconds to disappear from us."
"Stop beeping, let Nangong Chun come out."
Ye Fan got straight to the point: "Tell him, I, Ye Fan, am here to play."
Sun Bufan echoed: "That's right, Xuan Huju has repeatedly attacked Jin Zhi Lin Xia Zi, and today we are here to seek justice."
"Kicking gym?"
The middle-aged doctor pushed Ye Fan on the shoulder: "Why do you, a young boy, challenge our Xuanhuju?"
Ye Fan opened the other person's hand and sneered: "You, a premature ejaculator, have the nerve to say this?"
"What premature ejaculator?"
The middle-aged doctor's face changed drastically and his words were incoherent: "Don't talk nonsense and spit, otherwise I can sue you for slander..."
Although his words were harsh, everyone could see that the middle-aged doctor was panicking, and it was obvious that Mark had hit him in a sore spot.
"You know whether it's premature ejaculation or not."
"I also know that you took a lot of whip supplements, but not only did they have no effect, they also made you excessively angry."
"You have recently lost your appetite, have abdominal distension, nausea and vomiting, are tired of oil, and are tired and tired. Do you know why? You have three positive symptoms of hepatitis B."
Ye Fan's unceremonious blow stunned the middle-aged doctor and shocked the patients in his hands. Hepatitis B and three positives are contagious.
The middle-aged doctor was sweating profusely: "You——"
Ye Fan interrupted the middle-aged doctor: "If you beep again, I will spread the word. If the patients know that you have hepatitis B, no one will see you for treatment in the future."
"Asshole, you are so shameless for threatening my senior brother like this."
The young doctor was furious: "Do you still have any medical ethics?"
"Medical ethics?"
Ye Fan looked at the young doctor and sneered: "Are you embarrassed to tell me about medical ethics?"
"The coughing patient in front of you just suffers from damp-fire and phlegm in the mouth. It can be cured by just tossing almonds, Fritillaria, Poria, Platycodon and ginger."
“As a result, you prescribe dispensable supplements such as lily, reishi, and American ginseng.”
Ye Fan slapped him in the face rudely: "You ask me to spend 3,000 yuan on a disease that can be solved for 30 yuan, and you tell me about medical ethics?"
The woman holding the prescription for coughing was in disbelief: "Dr. Liu, is what he said true?"
The young doctor's face changed drastically: "He's talking nonsense and doesn't know how to pretend to understand."
Ye Fan was aggressive: "If you don't want to take medicine, acupuncture can also solve the problem, and one time is enough."
"Swish swish——"
Ye Fan smiled noncommittally, asked Sun Bufan to get the silver needle, and administered nine needles to the patient in one breath. Not long after, he took the silver needle back.
The woman muttered that she didn't feel anything at first, and then she jumped up with joy:
"Oh, I really don't cough anymore, and my throat doesn't feel itchy anymore."
"This is amazing, amazing."
She gave Mark a thumbs up: "Little doctor, you are the real miracle doctor."
This cough is not a serious illness, but it is torture for her because her throat is always itchy and she cannot stop coughing, which is very uncomfortable.
Now, everything is fine, and she feels that the whole world is brighter.
"Little doctor, this is the consultation fee, you take it."
"Compared to three thousand yuan, this is nothing."
The woman took out three hundred yuan and gave it to Ye Fan, and then tore up the prescription Xuan Huju had written with a click.
The young doctor's cheeks felt burning pain.
"If you make trouble again, I will call the police."
Seeing all the patients in Xuanhuju surrounding Ye Fan, the pretty-faced female doctor couldn't help but yell: "Get out of here quickly."
"Grumpy."
Ye Fan looked at the female doctor and smiled: "If I guess correctly, you have been anxious and irritable recently, have a loss of appetite, and are often in a daze involuntarily."
"In the middle of the night, you will wake up suddenly, feeling empty, lonely and cold."
He finished in one breath: "And when it rains, you feel even more lethargic, and your hands and feet feel cold, right?"
"how do you know?"
Dr. Qiao Li was subconsciously surprised. She had been having this symptom for some time, but she had never mentioned it to anyone, and she didn't take it seriously.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan told him straight away.
Then, she was very disdainful: "Many young people are in this state, but they are under great work pressure."
"You are wrong, you are not under pressure from work."
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "You have endocrine disorders. Your prescription is: find a boyfriend as soon as possible."
"Otherwise you will become more and more irritable and cruel to patients."
"You don't have to deny it. The traces of the ring you took off on your ring finger and the holes in the back of your stockings all mean that you haven't interacted with the opposite sex for a long time."
Everyone around laughed when they heard this, and several patients nodded secretly. Ye Fan's diagnosis was completely correct, and Dr. Qiao Li was indeed very fierce.
The pretty doctor was so embarrassed and angry: "You bastard..."
"Nangong Chun, get out."
Ye Fan ignored her and stood in the middle of the medical center and shouted:
"There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Today, either Jin Zhilin or Xuanhuju will be left behind."
"Little bastard, if you want to die, I will help you."
At this moment, a strange laugh came from inside, and then Ye Fan saw a short, fat old man appear, with a red face and fierce eyes.
It was Nangong Chun who he had seen in Bai Ruge's ward.
