"Miss Miao Xi, are you mistaken? This Chu Fan is just a bodyguard of the Zhou family. How could he be your father's savior!"
Ma Yuan asked with a shocked look on his face.
Su Miaoxi said angrily:
"Do you want me to repeat it again? Kneel down and apologize to Divine Doctor Chu!"
Across the screen, Ma Yuan could feel Su Miaoxi's murderous intent.
Plop!
Ma Yuan knelt down directly. He knew that Su Miaoxi was not just talking about it, she really dared to destroy her.
"Mr. Chu, I really didn't expect you to be Su Yunfei's savior, otherwise I would never offend you!"
Ma Yuan couldn't even think of how Chu Fan could be related to the Su family.
Seeing Ma Yuan's trembling body kneeling down, Qian Guofu and Zhang Xinran were stunned.
"Is he really a core member of the Su family?"
Everyone looked at Chu Fan with shock on their faces.
However, Chu Fan still looked calm and said to Long Wu:
"Long Wu, beat me! Beat until Zhang Xinran is satisfied!"
"Okay Mr. Chu!"
Long Wu is a rough man, but he doesn't care whether you are the elder of the Ma family or not.
"No, Mr. Chu, I was wrong. Please show me your noble hand. I can give you money, no matter how much you want!"
Chu Fan said nothing.
Long Wu hit him hard with a baseball bat, and the hall was filled with Ma Yuan's screams.
Zhang Xinran pulled Chu Fan's clothes and whispered:
"Chu Fan, I've calmed down, so let's just forget about it, otherwise I'll really offend the Ma family."
Chu Fan frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:
"Xinran, you are too kind. When dealing with such a person, you must be more ruthless than him. Only when you hurt him and completely lose his memory will he be afraid of you!"
Zhang Xinran still wanted to speak, but Ye Qing pulled him back to the box.
Long Wu fought for an hour, until Ma Yuan almost died before he stopped. Then, he asked Chu Fan,
"Mr. Chu, how should we deal with this Liu Dabao?"
Chu Fan said coldly:
"Handle it cleanly!"
"Understood!" Immediately, Long Wu took several Qian family guards and dragged Liu Dabao away.
"Chu Fan, I was wrong. Please forgive me. As long as you don't kill me, I can do anything you want!"
However, no one will pity him.
Then, Chu Fan walked up to Ma Yuan and looked down at him with indifference in his eyes.
"Ma Yuan, if you dare to take revenge on the Qian family and Zhang Xinran afterwards, I can't guarantee whether you will survive next time!"
After saying that, he looked at Qian Guofu and said, "Mr. Qian, I'll leave the rest to you!"
Qian Guofu nodded and ordered people to drag Ma Yuan away.
…
At noon the next day, Chu Fan came to Baiwu Mountain in Haizhou to look for Dragon Heart Grass.
Today happens to be Saturday, and many people come here to climb mountains.
Chu Fan is going to search for Dragon Heart Grass deep in Baiwu Mountain.
At this time, someone suddenly exclaimed,
"Look, there's someone over there who's fainted!"
Chu Fan looked for his voice and saw an old man in his late seventies with white hair and white beard fainted on the roadside, with a panicked little boy lying next to him.
"Ouch... Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"
The little boy looked at the passers-by and cried and said:
"Uncle and aunt, please save my grandpa, please, woo woo..."
There was a kind-hearted aunt among the passers-by who comforted the little boy.
"Don't be afraid, kid, aunt will help you call the emergency number."
As he said this, he took out his cell phone.
At this time, a man wearing glasses squeezed through the crowd,
"It takes more than two hours for an ambulance to arrive at the hospital closest to Baiwu Mountain, but the old man's condition cannot survive that time!"
As he spoke, he began to examine the old man's body.
"This old man has an acute myocardial infarction!"
After saying that, he began to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on the old man.
Soon, someone in the crowd recognized the man’s identity.
"I remembered, this is Dr. Jiang Ming from our Haizhou Hospital. He is very skilled in medicine."
"Yes, yes! I also remembered that my mother's last surgery was done by Dr. Jiang."
"This old man is so lucky. He happened to meet Dr. Jiang who also came to climb the mountain."
"..."
But, a quarter of an hour passed,
Jiang Ming's forehead was covered with sweat, but the old man still showed no signs of recovery, and even his breathing began to be weak.
"Alas~ There are no advanced instruments here. I'll do my best. Children, please let your family prepare for the funeral!"
"Woo... I don't want grandpa to die. Uncle Jiang, please think of a way!"
The little boy cried and begged Jiang Ming.
The onlookers shook their heads helplessly when they saw this scene.
"Dr. Jiang didn't even save him. The old man is destined to suffer this fate."
"Oh, don't climb Baiwu Mountain when you are older. It is difficult for young people to climb such a steep mountain."
"Children, please contact your family quickly. Do you know the phone number at home? Auntie can call it for you!"
"..."
At this time, an old voice sounded,
"I'll do it!"
I saw an old man wearing a Tang suit with silver hair squeezing into the crowd. Although he was thin, he looked a bit immortal.
"He is Director Liao Mingyuan of Haizhou Huatuo Hospital, and he has even appeared on TV."
"It's actually Dean Liao. He is our contemporary Hua Tuo in Haizhou. He can be called a miracle doctor!"
"If Dean Liao takes action, the old man will definitely be saved."
"..."
The old man's identity was quickly recognized. Judging from the tone of the onlookers, the old man was more famous than Jiang Ming.
Liao Mingyuan knelt down and took the old man's pulse. After more than ten seconds, he relaxed his brows and said softly:
"This old man can still be saved."
As soon as these words came out, the passers-by breathed a sigh of relief and began to praise.
"It has to be our current Dean Hua Tuo and Liao!"
"As long as it's not a terminal illness that will lead to death, Dean Liao can save lives!"
"Yes, the name of the miracle doctor is not just blown away!"
"..."
I saw that Liao Mingyuan took out the silver needle and started acupuncture for the old man.
At this time, Jiang Ming said in a bad tone:
"Dean Liao, I advise you not to waste your time. This old man has an acute myocardial infarction and has missed precious first aid time. You cannot save him with a set of acupuncture."
Jiang Ming is a Western medicine doctor, and he firmly believes that Western medicine is the most advanced medical technology. Seeing so many people praising Liao Mingyuan, he felt a little unhappy.
However, Liao Mingyuan said lightly:
"Your Western medicine either relies on antibiotics or instruments. It is very laborious to treat a disease. It is not as good as my traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture. One acupuncture can treat many diseases."
When the onlookers saw the smell of gunpowder between the two, they immediately looked at each other and didn't know what to say.
Without waiting for Jiang Ming to refute, Liao Mingyuan took the silver needle and started acupuncture.
At this moment, a majestic voice with a hint of coldness sounded,
"Dean Liao, stop it. This old man does not have an acute myocardial infarction at all. If you put this needle in, he really will not be saved!"
Everyone looked around and saw a young man walking quickly.
It's Chu Fan!
