Among the remaining projects, these three options include 100 strength, 100 defense, and 100 agility.

Skill points 10,000 and experience value 10,000. These two options occupy about one-tenth of the area.

The last three remaining options are so narrow that they feel that only the thickness of the noodles are what Zhao Fan wants the most.

Skill point 100,000, experience value 100,000, and a chance to draw will be given once.

Zhao Fan looked at the last three options that made him jealous, and looked at the four dazzling big words "Thank you for participating" and was no longer able to complain.

He used to be very grateful to the system, after all, he gave him the capital to make a living.

But now looking at the lottery that appeared inexplicably, he felt that this thing was probably to torture him.

There is only one chance to draw once a month, and the chances of winning the jackpot are slim. There is still about 30% of the chance to give you a thank you for participating. Zhao Fan only thought for a second and decided to continue to play tricks and collect experiences. It is more realistic to upgrade honestly.

Want to upgrade by lottery? You probably have to be the best place to win.

However, he will not give up with the chance of a lottery.

If a person has no ideals, what is the difference between it and a salted fish? Dreams still need to be there, what if they come true?

"lottery!"

Zhao Fan almost shouted in a tone of gritting teeth, and the turntable on the panel turned quickly.

Although he was no longer hoping, Zhao Fan still felt his heartbeat a little violently as he looked at the yellow pointer again and again, as he waved over the several options that he was moved by.

It's so exciting. Even though I know it's impossible, I still have to be excited.

Seeing the turntable turning slower and slower, Zhao Fan was about to stop at the option of experience value of 100,000, and his heart was about to jump out of his mouth. He no longer cared about pretending to be dead, so he sat up from the hospital bed.

The wound had been treated long ago and the anesthetic time had passed, but Zhao Fan did not wake up and was temporarily arranged to observe the situation in the ward next to the operating room.

At this time, the ones who were watching him should be several interns. Looking at his bloody back, he seemed a little nervous. When he saw that it suddenly popped up, he screamed loudly.

Several people broke through the limit and shouted 90 decibels high notes.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, damn, stop, stop for me!"

Anyone who has played the turntable lottery knows that when the turntable turns to the end, it is obviously about to stop at the grand prize. When you are excited to cheer, it will inexplicably move forward a little further.

And this little distance can directly knock your joy out of dust.

What Zhao Fan was experiencing at this time was this torture.

Skill point 100,000, experience value 100,000, and a chance to draw once. These three options are mixed in the gap between 100 Power, 100 Defense, 100 Agility and thank you for participating in these four options.

Zhao Fan watched helplessly as the pointer slowly moved past the option of 100,000 experience, and finally stopped moving on the option of 100 defense, his face turned green with anger.

He waved his hands and kept hitting the bed beneath him. The banging sound kept echoing in the small ward where two beds were barely placed. The interns on the side could not even say anything scared.

"What are you doing when you stand blindly? The patient's brain nerves are stimulated and he is a little unconscious. Why don't you hurry up and tie him up?"

The middle-aged doctor and two medical staff who were cleaning surgical instruments in the operating room heard the movement here and quickly ran over. Seeing Zhao Fan's situation at this time, a look really like this appeared on his face. He skillfully led a few medical staff to press Zhao Fan onto the bed, and tied his hands and feet in a few clicks.

Zhao Fan was very weak now, and was worried about the lottery situation in his heart, and did not realize that he would resist. Five or six medical staff were very nimble. Not only did they tie their hands and feet with restraint belts, but they also used the fixed belt to wrap around him several times, fixing him on the hospital bed and unable to move.

No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat. Last time I raised 100,000 experience points and upgraded, I only added 50 points to defense. This time, I added 100 points to the lottery. Although Zhao Fan was a little unwilling, he still made a profit.

With this hundred defenses, his defense has six hundred.

Not to mention anything else, at least 9mm pistol bullets will definitely not be able to hit him, and the 7.62 AK bullets are now hitting him, and it is estimated that at most they can break a little skin.

After thinking it through, he felt relieved. Zhao Fan was in a good mood. Only then did he notice that in a short time, he had been tied up into rice dumplings by a group of medical staff who were like wolves and tigers.

"Hey, what are you doing? I'm just injured and not crazy?"

Zhao Fan, who was inexplicably surprised, looked at a group of nervous medical staff in a daze, and was yelling loudly while struggling hard.

"Why is there no intracranial hemorrhage?"

"Send it to the CT room for another brain CT, and notify Director Wu and Director Yang of the Brain Surgery Department to come for consultation."

"This is the first time I have encountered this situation. Could it be that this patient has hidden diseases such as schizophrenia before? Luo, hurry up and learn about the situation with the patient's family. It is best to provide past medical records and see if there is any genetic history."

The middle-aged doctor looked at Zhao Fan with an excited expression and became more sure that he was confused and talking nonsense. He kept making arrangements with confusion on his face, and several medical staff standing next to him ran out quickly.

"I'll tell you seriously. I'm not crazy. My consciousness is very clear. Can you let me go immediately?"

Seeing the doctor's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, Zhao Fan was simply amused. Although he looked a little embarrassed now, from which angle this person could tell that he was not awake?

"Yes, I believe in you. You can relax, it's okay, we just have a regular checkup and it will be fine soon!"

The middle-aged doctor looked at Zhao Fan with pity and comforted him softly.

Zhao Fan was really going crazy at this time. The doctor's eyes were clearly saying: This young man is so pitiful, he was crazy at a young age.

You really think of me as a lunatic? You are so obvious, do you think I can't see it?

He consumed too much qi and blood and was seriously injured. Even if Zhao Fan's power was so great that he was perverted, he was still weak at this time.

He also thought it through. The more excited he was at this time, the more he felt that he was not awake. He simply closed his mouth, even his eyes, looking like he was tempted.

"Young man, you can't sleep now, why don't we talk? Do you still remember your name? How old is this year?"

When the middle-aged doctor saw Zhao Fan like this, he felt nervous again, fearing that he would fall into a coma again. He reached out and patted him on the face a few times, and shouted wildly in his ear.

Zhao Fan is about to cry.

When Zhao Fan was pushed out of the operating room, he saw Mu Qingya, his daughter, and his master, who looked nervous, quickly greeted him. At this moment, he was filled with tears.

He shouted at his master: "Master, you are finally here, please let them go!"

"Xiaofan, don't be afraid, Master will be with you!"

The old man ran to Zhao Fan and put his hand on his pulse. His face looked a little sad and his tone was extremely heavy.

"Hey, what kind of expression do you have? Are you a doctor yourself? Can't you see if I'm sick or not? You won't want to mess with me on purpose, right?"

Seeing the old man's expression and listening to his extremely heavy tone, Zhao Fan was stunned again.

The old man also thought there was something wrong with his head.

"Don't waste time any more, send it to the examination immediately. Now it should be that the bleeding in the cranicular area begins. If the drug is injected in time after the diagnosis is confirmed, it can be controlled. If it delays, it will have to undergo craniotomy."

This middle-aged doctor is really a conscientious and good doctor. He followed him in person and shouted to the people beside the bed with a serious expression.

"Stop making trouble, I'll turn my back if I continue to do it? I don't have any problems now, I'm very clear-headed, and I can recite a hundred pi."

Zhao Fan felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered now, and could only let the group of people mercy. Looking at the solemn expressions of the group of people, he shouted at the top of his throat.

Then, he saw that everyone's expressions became more serious, and the bed moved a little faster.

"It's okay, you'll be fine!"

Zhao Fan saw his master with a puzzled look on his face, touched Tang Shang's pocket with his hand, and then put it down weakly. His master's medical skills are above him. If there is any problem, he could tell with a pulse just now. If it can be cured, he would just use the acupuncture.

The old man did not see anything wrong with Zhao Fan's pulse.

But the key is that after being pissed by several medical staff, everyone thought that Zhao Fan was confused. When he shouted about reciting Pi, they confirmed that there was indeed something wrong with his mind, and even the old man who was confident in medical skills was a little panicked.

Who is fine to play with Pi on your back? The answer is about to come out!

"Don't you believe it? If you don't believe it, I will recite it to you, 3.1415926..."

Zhao Fan was not considered an extremely smart person. According to his master, he was not stupid. At this time, he was anxious and fell into a dead end. He didn't think about it carefully. In order to prove that he is clear-headed now, he started to recite pi loudly.

"Hurry up, hurry up! If you can't control it later, give him a shot first to calm down."

The elevator arrived on the first floor, and the group of people pushing the hospital bed had already started running. Under the guidance of the middle-aged doctor, they rushed into the CT room as fast as possible.

The middle-aged doctor had already said hello, and the staff of the CT room had been on high alert and came up to put protective clothing on the old man who looked most anxious. The old man pushed Zhao Fan into the door without any delay.

"Okay, you guys are cruel, just do whatever you like!"

Zhao Fan kept memorizing the 40 people behind Pi, but found that the more he carved these people, the more anxious he looked, and he curled his lips, too lazy to struggle.

Isn’t it just a brain CT? Isn’t it just a study for a group of people as a teenage mouse? What’s the big deal? It can’t kill you!

Craniotomy? Just kidding? The defense point of 600, who can cut my scalp open, I will lose!

"Xiaofan, listen to Master, don't move! Let's check it out. If you have nothing to do, go back immediately, okay?"

The old man carefully uncovered the things tied to Zhao Fan, comforting him softly, for fear that he would jump up as soon as he was untied.

"Haha, didn't you know how to treat me when I was a child? You didn't bring a silver needle, so I can't move after two needles?"

As soon as Zhao Fan dared to finish speaking, he saw that the old man's hand really touched Tang Zheng's pocket. He quickly curled his lips and climbed onto the CT machine quickly.

The old man has accepted him as his disciple since he was seven or eight years old, and the methods of regulating him can be said to be endless. Zhao Fan shouted so well, but he was still a little scared when he saw that he really wanted to do something.
Chapter completed!