With Song Yan's promise, the ponytail girl and her father thanked her deeply. The woman who burst out with hope in her eyes and returned to the hospitalization building.

As for Song Yan, he returned to the car.

However, before getting in the car, he once again had a look at Yan Feifan and nodded.

This made Yan Feifan confirm that the other party knew him...

Before getting off work, Yan Feifan also went to the physiotherapy department.

After some inspection, he received neither good nor bad news.

His body has become much healthier, but his bones are still a little loose, so he is not suitable for some fitness activities that can improve strength.

Yan Feifan got the advice of fitness programs, at least twice a day for twenty to thirty minutes of brisk walking, swimming, or dancing square dance with old men and women...

Yan Feifan can't swim and has no time to walk quickly. As for dancing square dance, it is even more impossible.

He asked the physiotherapist for a video of aerobics teaching, and was ready to learn, and used his free time to exercise at home and in the office...

After 7:30 in the evening, as soon as the Yan brothers and sisters got home, they were entangled by Tian Yu who was waiting at the door.

"Brother Yan, Sister Ruoruo, tell me about saving people this morning."

Yan Feifan had no interest at all, but was ashamed of being flirting with a romance, and started to tell Tian Yu.

When Yan Feifan finished preparing supper, he found that the sister was still talking nonstop, but the content of the story turned into a filial daughter selling herself to save her mother.

He put the dishes lightly on the coffee table and said lightly: "It's just that the patient suffered more and spent more money, that's all."

"How come that's all?"

Tian Yu rarely refuted him: "Brother Yan, for my close relatives, even if I can spend more than one month, one day, or even one hour, I am willing to spend my life's wealth in exchange for it."

Yan Feifan didn't want to argue with this young girl about such a thing, and ordered: "Go and bring the rice cooker over, and the rice is ready."

Tian Yu got off the sofa and ran to the kitchen happily.

He said calmly: "Dear brother, if one day I encounter the same situation as a little girl, I will give everything to save you."

Yan Feifan rolled his eyelids and exposed it: "You probably wish there was a rich man who took you away?"

"hey-hey……"

Yan Suo was embarrassed to say: "I am worthy of being a younger brother who grew up, I know me so well."

At this time, Tian Yu had already brought the rice cooker, and the dishes and chopsticks over.

While serving the rice, he said, "I guess the reason why that guy Song Yan is so kind to pay is probably because he wants to take this opportunity to hype up the popularity and promote himself and the company?"

"Oh, it's extraordinary..."

Yan Ziruo suddenly thought of something, and asked inquiry: "I heard that if someone else's organ is transplanted, it may inherit some of the memories, emotions and habits of others."

"Is this true?"

"If that rich guy Song Yan really transplanted your heart, would he recognize me as his sister?"

Yan Feifan gave her a blank look and said, "Even if he can really inherit some memories, he will pretend not to know you and stay away from you."

After pausing, he said solemnly: "There are indeed specific examples that people who transplant other people's organs will inexplicably have a hobby or habit of the organ donor."

"But this is just a low-probability event and no scientific explanation was found."

He said calmly, saying, "At that time, Vice President Liu said that your organs can save twenty-one people from all over the country."

“If they can all inherit some of your emotions…”

She couldn't help but tremble and said, "It's scary to think about it. I suddenly had twenty-one younger brothers..."

Yan Feifan sniffed and said, "So many brothers to give you oppression? Such a good thing will never happen."

"Let's have a meal..."

After the three of them had supper, Tian Yu began to ask for extraordinary homework again.

She had been watching Binhai TV news at 10 o'clock in the evening before going home.

The news at the 10 o'clock period reported that the bus passengers were arrested this morning and everyone was rescued.

After reading this two or three minutes of news report, Yan Feifan found that Vice President Liu's political awareness was indeed high.

This news focused on the joint efforts of people from all sides.

The news interviewed drivers, bus company headquarters dispatchers and leaders, passengers represented by self-speaking, police officers who opened the road, traffic police dispatchers, traffic station hosts, doctors from Renai Hospital, etc.

Even when I heard the traffic station broadcast on the road, a small car driver who took the initiative to give way to the bus also showed up in the news.

So many people showed up and spoke, but only Yan Feifan, the doctor who carried out the key rescue, not only did not say a word in this news, but not even showed his face.

However, his figure has appeared a lot in this news.

The real-time material edited in the news that others took on their mobile phones, except for the image of Yan taking the whole passengers in the car and cheering for the patients, the rest are all clips of Yan Feifan doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation for the patients.

After reading the news, he comforted himself: "Feifan, don't be angry or depressed. I think it may be a good thing to edit your interview and the frontal footage."

"What's the good thing?" Yan Feifan was a little confused.

He thought for a while and speculated: "Affiliated hospitals treat thousands of patients every day."

"Among so many patients, what kind of people don't have them."

"Some shameless people will catch you crying poorly and pitiful. If you engage in moral kidnapping, you will be annoyed to you."

Yan Feifan thought, this possibility was not really not available.

But he still felt a little uncomfortable...

At nearly eleven o'clock in the evening, Yan Feifan, who had finished washing up, was lying on the bed reading medical journals when his sister broke in.

"Freefan, look, does Yan Yue's husband have the legendary waist-wrapped dragon?"

The "waist-wrapped dragon" in folk legend is called shingles.

It is a common dermatology virus-infected skin disease, which is highly common in the waist and can be infected in all parts of the body.

However, it does not endanger life by growing a circle around the waist.

In fact, it is a self-limiting disease with self-healing nature.

However, it can cause severe nerve sting and sometimes other infections and sequelae of neuralgia, and timely treatment is necessary.

Statistics show that among the general population, about 1,000 people, shelter zoster occurs every year.

Of the 10 patients each year, 2 to 3 need to be hospitalized.

Only one to five patients are likely to die every year.

Yan Feifan took the phone handed over by his sister, looked at the photo on the screen, and concluded: "This is not a waist-wrapped dragon."

The photo shows a man with a relatively muscular chest and abdomen.

From the chest along the sternum, there are a series of flaky red rashes about 2?3 cm in size, extending all the way to the lower abdomen.

"Maybe it was a mutated long vertical dragon?" Yan Su's guess was clever.

Yan Feifan rolled his eyelids and didn't want to pay attention to her anymore.

However, when he saw his sister glaring, Yan Feifan explained obediently: "The waist-clad dragon, that is, shingles, usually occurs on one side of the body, manifested as pain, and travels along the surrounding nerves toward group of blisters."

"It can occur on the head, face, neck, chest, abdomen and limbs. But it does not cross the midline of the body[     ]."

Yan Feifan gestured at his body with his hands and said, "This midline is an imaginary line, from the middle of his eyes to the navel."

"And his rash basically grows on this midline."

He analyzed: "The red snee blocks have small and dense blisters, almost vertically arranged in a straight line, not like natural occurrences, but more like skin allergic reactions caused by contact."

He said calmly and called Yan Yue.

The phone was connected soon.

She pressed the hands-free and said, "Yueyue, Feifan said that this is not a waist-shaped dragon, it is likely to be a skin-contact allergic reaction."

"Hey, what is your husband's allergy?"

Yan Yue breathed a sigh of relief from her phone, "I'm relieved if it's not a waist-clad dragon."

“As for allergies…”

"As far as I know, he is allergic to precious metals like gold and has never allowed me to wear gold jewelry."

"There doesn't seem to be any other allergens."

His eyes suddenly lit up, he smiled and said, "Yueyue, I remember a kind of lipstick that contains gold powder."

"This trace..."

"You won't be..."

"Your husband's place won't be..."

Suddenly, the call was hung up.

Yan Ziruo looked at Yan Feifan, and Le's eyes narrowed into a line, "Feifan, it seems that I guessed it right!"

Yan Feifan attacked: "Sister, you may only guess half of it."

"That person may not be Sister Yueyue..."
Chapter completed!