My Fairy Live

Chapter 9

Ye Fan saw that the needle was still inserted in Su Qin's hand, so he went up and pulled it out. He was a little agitated, and said loudly, "Didn't I tell you that my mother rejects western medicine!"

"I... I don't know either. I just changed the guard, and the doctor's order stated that Aunt Su still has 2 bottles of anti-inflammatory injections and a bottle of glucose to take in the afternoon."

The little nurse who had just joined the job was also frightened when she saw Ye Fan's angry appearance, and quickly explained aggrievedly.

"What are you shouting about, who asked you to remove the needle from the patient!"

A doctor in a white coat and glasses walked in quickly at the door. He looked less than 30 years old, and he was a resident doctor if he died.

As soon as he entered the door, he yelled loudly, and the veins on his face popped up... It was like how much hatred Ye Fan had with him.

"What's wrong with pulling out the needle? My mother is allergic to antibiotics. I've already told the doctor in charge. Let's take traditional Chinese medicine for conditioning!" Ye Fan didn't shy away from the edge at all.

Especially seeing the haggard look on his mother's face made him even more furious!

Why are these doctors so irresponsible!

"Take Chinese medicine for treatment? Am I right?" The glasses doctor laughed, picked up Su Qin's medical record, and said mercilessly, "Early stage of lung cancer, take Chinese medicine for treatment? Unless you perform surgery immediately to remove the tumor , otherwise, once it turns into an advanced malignant tumor, you will definitely die! You still haven’t prepared money..."

"Shut up!" Ye Fan was furious. He had intended to hide it from his mother, but this idiot exposed his mother's condition without his permission!

Simply unbearable!

"What did you say? Lung cancer..." Su Qin's expression changed.

"Mom, don't listen to his nonsense, your illness is not serious...you will recover soon." Ye Fan hurriedly comforted him.

"What a fart, you white-eyed wolf, deliberately hiding it from your mother, hoping that your mother will die of illness soon, so you can divide the family property!" The glasses doctor sneered, and raised the case book in his hand.

Su Qin's face was instantly ashen.

"I'm stupid!" Ye Fan's body trembled rapidly, his neck was stuck, and a surge of anger rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He took a step forward and punched the glasses doctor directly on the chin.

"Oh...you fucking... hurt me to death..."

The chin was hit hard, and the glasses doctor covered half of his face and kept jumping on the spot.

"You dare to beat the doctor, just wait!"

"Get out, let me see you again, and kill you with one punch! Fuck you!"

"Okay... just wait and see, let your mother die!"

"Get out!" Ye Fan picked up the mop and threw it at the glasses doctor, scaring him to run out of the ward.

The little nurse also stood there for a few seconds, then fled through the door.

The ward between the two was instantly empty.

Ye Fan's breathing was short, and the veins on his forehead bulged. This was the first time he was so angry.

The reason why he hid his mother's condition from his mother's illness was because he didn't want her to be upset when she found out, and couldn't think about it!

After all... cancer, even if it can be cured, will cost a huge amount of money, which is absolutely impossible for the poor Ye Fan family.

"Xiaofan, have you forgotten what I told you?"

"Mom...I..." Ye Fan explained intentionally, seeing Su Qin's forced smile.

"I warned you, don't be impulsive at any time." Su Qin smiled and took Ye Fan's hand, "Son, you are not young anymore, you are a man, and you must take good care of your sister when I am away... ..."

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about, you'll be fine!" Ye Fan's eyes became wet when he heard his mother's words as if they were confessing the funeral.

Su Qing shook her head with a smile, "It's my mother who hurt you..."

"Stop talking, Mom, do you believe your son!" Ye Fan stood up with firm eyes.

"Believe it, if mom doesn't believe it, who else can you trust?"

"Then you drink this bowl of medicine!" Ye Fan handed the boiled medicine soup to Su Qin. This medicine soup is prepared according to a prescription in "Nanjing". adverse symptoms.

Su Qin drank it cooperatively, because her son would definitely not harm her.

"How is it? Do you feel better?" Ye Fan stared at his mother closely.

"It seems... the chest tightness is gone?" Su Qin thought for a while and said.

"Mom, you believe in me, I will definitely be able to cure your illness, really, there is no need for western medicine, our traditional Chinese medicine method will do!" Ye Fan leaned close to Su Qin's ear and said softly.

"Hopefully."

Su Qin only thought it was her son comforting her, after all, drinking Chinese medicine would only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

Ye Fan didn't say much, anyway, as long as he was around, he would never allow his mother to suffer from illness.

After drinking the traditional Chinese medicine, Su Qin yawned.

Waiting for his mother to fall asleep, Ye Fan also lay down on another hospital bed to rest.

In the late summer night, there is a cool breeze.

Ye Fan lay on the bed, turned on his mobile phone, and extracted the full version of "Nan Jing".

Do you study?yes!

Quickly found a way to treat his mother's condition, and recorded the prescriptions that needed to be used in his mind, the smile on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth became wider and wider.

Putting on the earphones, Ye Fan entered the Immortal Live Broadcasting Room and browsed at will.

"Huh, isn't this... Zhang Sanfeng?" Ye Fan was very surprised. In today's society, Zhang Sanfeng is very deified. He didn't expect that after he became a fairy, he would just stay in a mere Yipin live broadcast room.

This means that he lives in the sky, and he also lives below the fourth heaven.

Zhang Sanfeng who created Tai Chi.

That is the founder of the Wudang School!

Zhu Shifeng, a great Confucian in the Qing Dynasty, commented on Zhang Sanfeng and said that there are countless people who have practiced Taoism in ancient and modern times, and Zhang Sanfeng is also the one who has achieved the creation of heaven and earth!

Who would have thought... the famous Mitutoyo would not be doing so well in the sky!

Looking at the phone screen, Zhang Sanfeng seemed to be practicing boxing.

Every move and every style is the way of Tai Chi.

Of course, Ye Fan's exclusive golden light business card was displayed.

The chat room was empty, there was no one alive, only the system prompt "Welcome Ye Fan to this live broadcast room."

It is strange that this little fairy Zhang Sanfeng ignored Ye Fan's arrival and was still immersed in his Tai Chi way.

Ye Fan looked at it for a while, his upper and lower eyelids began to fight, and the double image of the way of Tai Chi in his eyes kept appearing.

After a while, he fell asleep with his mobile phone in his arms.

And in the dream... an old man in a white Taoist robe was still practicing the Dao of Tai Chi without haste.

The person in the dream is the Immortal of Heaven, Zhang Sanfeng!

……

Sunlight filtered through the shutters into the ward.

Ye Fan wiped the puff from the corner of his mouth...it seemed to feel refreshed.

Looking at the time, it was only after 5 o'clock in the morning, and the first thing I did when I opened my eyes was to sign in.

Tick... Get 15 merits.

Ye Fan was delighted, it turned out to be more than yesterday's 10 merits.

His mother, Su Qin, was still sleeping, so Ye Fan got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face, then took some change and went out to buy breakfast.

In order for his mother to replenish her health, Ye Fan went outside to buy soy milk and meat pies.

On the way back with his things in hand, his steps were brisk, and there seemed to be a rhythm in them.

In front of the hospital's rockery, a skinny old man in hospital gown was doing morning exercises.

One move at a time, isn't it Tai Chi?

It's so familiar... But it still lacks a flavor compared to the one I saw Zhang Sanfeng rehearse last night.

Ye Fan stopped to watch for a while, and suddenly said, "No, no, your move is not powerful enough, and the strength is too weak."

As soon as he said this, he regretted it...