Chapter: 738
Hearing Zhou Shiran's questioning, Ji Fan didn't wait for Ji Fan to speak.
Zhou Ting scolded directly.
"Shiran, you shut up, who made you talk to your benefactor like this, apologize."
Although he didn't believe it, his father's strict education since he was a child allowed him to maintain good manners even if he didn't believe it.
At this moment, Zhou Shiran looked aggrieved and said:
"dad……"
At this moment, Ji Fan Ho Ho laughed and said:
"There is no need to apologize, you all get back, and then I'm going to start treating the old man."
With that said, Ji Fan took out a set of silver needles and laid them out on the table.
But Mr. Wang and others retreated to one side.
The rest of the Zhou family, one by one, opened their eyes wide and stared at Ji Fan's every move.
Ji Fan looked at the set of silver needles in front of him, and suddenly thought of his only apprentice Zhou Yixian. Speaking of which, Zhou Yixian and the old man in front of him had the same surname. If Zhou Yixian came to treat this old man, he would be afraid The success rate is 20% higher than myself.
After all, Zhou Yixian is now completely immersed in the study of Tianluo Twelve Needles, and he is only inheriting from memory.
However, 80% certainty is enough.
Thinking of this, Ji Fan took a deep breath and began to administer the needle.
In the next scene, the Zhou family was stunned. When Ji Fan turned his hands, the old man's body was covered with silver needles. What was even more surprising was that Ji Fan applied the needle directly through the clothes. In the past six months, the Zhou family have also seen various methods of Chinese and Western medicine, as the so-called long-term illness becomes a cure.
Other old Chinese doctors take off their patients’ clothes and wear reading glasses for fear of sticking the wrong acupoints. Compared with those old Chinese doctors, Ji Fan is like a child’s play.
But, unfortunately, the inexplicable aura exuding from him made people dare not ignore it.
Under the nervous gaze of Zhou's family, Ji Fan finally closed the needle two hours later.
Then he turned around and said to everyone:
"Fortunately, I'm not insulting my life, Mr. Zhou is already fine."
At this moment, Zhou's family members were all dumbfounded and staring at each other.
Is this cured?
No matter how you look at it, do you think it is so unreal?
At this time, Zhou Ting and the others hurriedly gathered around, looking at the old man with concern.
However, Elder Zhou was still in a coma at the moment and did not wake up.
Seeing Mr. Zhou motionless, Zhou Shiran became anxious. She yelled at Ji Fan:
"Ji Fan, what did you do to my grandfather?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Fan said lightly:
"He has gone to sleep and will wake up in a few hours."
Zhou Shiran was suspicious when he heard this.
At this time, the door of the ward opened and several doctors walked in.
Among them, the headed one has a famous card on his chest with the words Professor of Hematology, Fu Zimin.
Professor Fu looked upset and scolded loudly:
"How many times have I said that the patient needs to be quiet, what are you arguing about?"
At this time, Zhou Ting hurriedly greeted him.
"Professor Fu, I'm sorry, my father didn't wake up, and my daughter was a little excited."
"Are you awake?" Professor Fu was taken aback, and then hurriedly walked over.
"What did you do?"
Zhou Ting said hurriedly:
"This little brother just performed acupuncture on my father, and his old man is now..."
"What?" Professor Fu roared.
"Who asked you to invite people for treatment."
With that, Professor Fu hurriedly came to the old man, leaned down, and inspected the old man's physical condition.
However, after some inspection, Professor Fu was shocked.
"How can this be?"
Seeing Professor Fu's shocked face, Zhou Ting and others hurriedly gathered around.
"Professor Fu, what's the matter?"
Professor Fu said with a shocked look:
"The malignant hematopoietic stem cells in Zhou Lao's body decreased sharply and began to disappear. His condition is improving. How is this possible?"
Hearing Professor Fu's words, all Zhou family members were shocked.
Ji Fan really cured Mr. Zhou.
Realizing this, everyone hurriedly turned their heads to look at Ji Fan, but only then discovered that Grandpa Wang and Ji Fan had already left.
Zhou Ting looked surprised.
"Where are they?"
A nurse at the door hurriedly said:
"The two of you just asked me to tell you that they went to the hotel to rest first."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ting said hurriedly:
"Shiran, you look at Grandpa carefully. I'll take Mr. Wang and Brother Ji Fan home to rest. If I let my father know that they are staying in a hotel, I'm afraid we will all suffer."
With that said, Zhou Ting hurriedly chased it out. JrNovels.com
Zhou Ting scolded directly.
"Shiran, you shut up, who made you talk to your benefactor like this, apologize."
Although he didn't believe it, his father's strict education since he was a child allowed him to maintain good manners even if he didn't believe it.
At this moment, Zhou Shiran looked aggrieved and said:
"dad……"
At this moment, Ji Fan Ho Ho laughed and said:
"There is no need to apologize, you all get back, and then I'm going to start treating the old man."
With that said, Ji Fan took out a set of silver needles and laid them out on the table.
But Mr. Wang and others retreated to one side.
The rest of the Zhou family, one by one, opened their eyes wide and stared at Ji Fan's every move.
Ji Fan looked at the set of silver needles in front of him, and suddenly thought of his only apprentice Zhou Yixian. Speaking of which, Zhou Yixian and the old man in front of him had the same surname. If Zhou Yixian came to treat this old man, he would be afraid The success rate is 20% higher than myself.
After all, Zhou Yixian is now completely immersed in the study of Tianluo Twelve Needles, and he is only inheriting from memory.
However, 80% certainty is enough.
Thinking of this, Ji Fan took a deep breath and began to administer the needle.
In the next scene, the Zhou family was stunned. When Ji Fan turned his hands, the old man's body was covered with silver needles. What was even more surprising was that Ji Fan applied the needle directly through the clothes. In the past six months, the Zhou family have also seen various methods of Chinese and Western medicine, as the so-called long-term illness becomes a cure.
Other old Chinese doctors take off their patients’ clothes and wear reading glasses for fear of sticking the wrong acupoints. Compared with those old Chinese doctors, Ji Fan is like a child’s play.
But, unfortunately, the inexplicable aura exuding from him made people dare not ignore it.
Under the nervous gaze of Zhou's family, Ji Fan finally closed the needle two hours later.
Then he turned around and said to everyone:
"Fortunately, I'm not insulting my life, Mr. Zhou is already fine."
At this moment, Zhou's family members were all dumbfounded and staring at each other.
Is this cured?
No matter how you look at it, do you think it is so unreal?
At this time, Zhou Ting and the others hurriedly gathered around, looking at the old man with concern.
However, Elder Zhou was still in a coma at the moment and did not wake up.
Seeing Mr. Zhou motionless, Zhou Shiran became anxious. She yelled at Ji Fan:
"Ji Fan, what did you do to my grandfather?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Fan said lightly:
"He has gone to sleep and will wake up in a few hours."
Zhou Shiran was suspicious when he heard this.
At this time, the door of the ward opened and several doctors walked in.
Among them, the headed one has a famous card on his chest with the words Professor of Hematology, Fu Zimin.
Professor Fu looked upset and scolded loudly:
"How many times have I said that the patient needs to be quiet, what are you arguing about?"
At this time, Zhou Ting hurriedly greeted him.
"Professor Fu, I'm sorry, my father didn't wake up, and my daughter was a little excited."
"Are you awake?" Professor Fu was taken aback, and then hurriedly walked over.
"What did you do?"
Zhou Ting said hurriedly:
"This little brother just performed acupuncture on my father, and his old man is now..."
"What?" Professor Fu roared.
"Who asked you to invite people for treatment."
With that, Professor Fu hurriedly came to the old man, leaned down, and inspected the old man's physical condition.
However, after some inspection, Professor Fu was shocked.
"How can this be?"
Seeing Professor Fu's shocked face, Zhou Ting and others hurriedly gathered around.
"Professor Fu, what's the matter?"
Professor Fu said with a shocked look:
"The malignant hematopoietic stem cells in Zhou Lao's body decreased sharply and began to disappear. His condition is improving. How is this possible?"
Hearing Professor Fu's words, all Zhou family members were shocked.
Ji Fan really cured Mr. Zhou.
Realizing this, everyone hurriedly turned their heads to look at Ji Fan, but only then discovered that Grandpa Wang and Ji Fan had already left.
Zhou Ting looked surprised.
"Where are they?"
A nurse at the door hurriedly said:
"The two of you just asked me to tell you that they went to the hotel to rest first."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ting said hurriedly:
"Shiran, you look at Grandpa carefully. I'll take Mr. Wang and Brother Ji Fan home to rest. If I let my father know that they are staying in a hotel, I'm afraid we will all suffer."
With that said, Zhou Ting hurriedly chased it out. JrNovels.com
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