"Uncle II, don't ask, call the police quickly! This person is not a doctor at all. He doesn't even know you, and he is not a person from the medical system at all! If you don't ask the police to arrest him quickly, something big will happen!"

Xiaoyou, who followed him, had already seen it clearly that Zhao Fan didn't know Sun Qingsong at all.

As the deputy director of Sun Qingsong Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine and as the descendant of the King of Medicine Sun Simiao, in the medical field of Chu Province, it can be said that everyone knows it. But Zhao Fan doesn’t even know him?

In Xiao You's opinion, the only explanation is that this person has no medical qualifications and is not a person from the medical system at all!

"It seems that Mr. Wen still doesn't want to offend this person anymore! I don't make things difficult for you. If they want to call the police, you don't have to worry about it! But when I was treating the disease and saving people, if someone disturbs me, don't blame me if something goes wrong!"

Zhao Fan's eyes turned to Wen Chenggong again, and his tone was as plain as ever.

"Don't worry, I won't joke about my lover's body. Please come here! You two, you have heard what Doctor Zhao said. If anyone dares to break in, you will block me even if you die!"

Wen Chenggong was a little embarrassed. When he saw Zhao Fan give in, he breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly ordered two bodyguards to come and guard the door. The two bodyguards were disliked by Sun Qingsong, so they pushed him and Xiaoyou aside and made way for Zhao Fan to open the passage.

"Dare to pretend to be a miracle doctor in front of me, Sun Qingsong? I will let you go with it if you can't eat!"

Sun Qingsong's face turned pale and quickly took out the phone and opened the address book.

He was originally going to call the police first, but Zhao Fan did not say that he did not have a doctor's certificate. After thinking about it, he turned to the number of the Provincial Health Department. Instead, he thought that it would take at least a few hours for the people from the Provincial Health Department to arrive here. When they arrived, the daylily would be cold.

When the number was flipping, I suddenly saw a familiar name. My eyes turned and I turned it out...

Narcolepsy, a disease that is extremely rare, with no more than 1,000 cases worldwide. With modern and developed medical technology, it is impossible to understand the cause and pathogenesis of this disease.

When the disease occurs, you can sleep for several days or even weeks at a time. As the condition continues to worsen, the frequency of this disease will become higher and higher, accompanied by gluttony, abnormal behavior, and mental disorders, until you finally sleep until the end of your life.

There was a simple small bed next to the big bed in the bedroom, and a middle-aged woman with a kind-looking face was sitting on the small bed. Seeing Zhao Fan and Wen Chenggong come in, the man quickly stood up and said hello. She should be the nanny who was specifically responsible for taking care of Wen Chenggong's lover.

Wen Chenggong's lover was lying calmly on the bed, his face was quiet, his breathing was even, and he could not see any pain. If he hadn't known it in advance, no one would have thought that she had this strange disease.

Looking at her particularly bloated figure, she turned her eyelids and still stood still after she opened her eyelids. Zhao Fan, who placed one hand on her pulse, nodded, confirming that she was indeed narcolepsy.

"I need your help and let her sit up!"

Zhao Fan glanced at Wen Chenggong with a nervous expression and said calmly.

"Can you cure it?"

Wen Chenggong's body shook, his voice trembled a little, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

"Um!"

Zhao Fan took out the needle bag inside the small bag, sterilized the silver needle with disinfectant alcohol, and nodded casually.

This gentle word was like the sound of the sky in Wen Chenggong's ears. He stood there in a daze, forgetting his movements.

"Hurry up, this has not started to be cured yet. If you really cure, you won't faint excitedly?"

Zhao Fan shouted with some amusement, and Wen Chenggong was as surprised as if he had woken up from a dream, and quickly leaned towards the big bed.

The sound of rapid footsteps sounded outside the villa door. When the man was still outside the door, he saw Sun Qingsong with a gloomy face, and then rushed in angrily.

"Director Sun, where is the person you are talking about? Why don't you call the police? What if such a big thing really happens? Are you just watching such a liar go around?"

He was still a dark gray square collar short sleeve with glasses with thin edges. He was middle-aged and his hair was slightly gray. If Zhao Fan saw this person, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance. This person was Tang Xiaojing, deputy director of Xiling Central Hospital.

"Old Tang, this is the territory of your Xiling City. I'm worried that if I really meet a disciple of a senior master? Didn't I ask you to come and help me recognize my face? Besides, Mr. Wen originally invited me, but when the other person came, I was driven aside. When the people from the Health Bureau came, I thought I was fighting for the patients to take revenge on them. With you here, it would be better to give me a testimony!"

Sun Qingsong was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Tang Xiaojing would come so quickly and arrive in just a few minutes.

The most skillful thing for people on the official side is to be an official accent. Sun Qingsong said nothing, and he positioned himself as a weak person who was bullied.

In fact, he had a thorough understanding of Tang Xiaojing's character. As long as this person came, the so-called miracle doctor inside would not need him to work hard to deal with it. With Tang Xiaojing's temper, when he saw someone pretending to be a doctor and taking human life, he would definitely stay with the other party forever!

"Where is that person?"

Tang Xiaojing did not stop at all. When he looked at the yard, he fell on the young man wearing glasses who was relatively isolated at this time.

"It's not him. Mr. Wen invited him to the house like a great god. I'm afraid he's already started seeing a doctor!"

Sun Qingsong waved his hand and shouted loudly, deliberately increasing the tone of the word "treatment". Sure enough, he saw Tang Xiaojing's face turning black.

"Director Tang, you can't go in! President Wen has told me that no one is allowed to go in at this time!"

The two bodyguards watched Tang Xiaojing take big steps and rushed into the room. Their strong body instantly blocked the door tightly. Wen Chenggong sought medical treatment everywhere, so he naturally had to ask Tang Xiaojing for help. The two bodyguards also knew him and were quite polite.

"Nothing, nothing! The patient is already tortured by the disease and is still doing so. Wen Chenggong, do you think your wife died too slowly?"

Tang Xiaojing was about to go wild, but he was an ordinary person after all. No matter how hard he tried, he could not push away the two big-sleeved bodyguards, and shouted in a hurry to the room.

"Listen to the person inside, I have called the police. The police will arrive immediately, and the person who knows the truth will get out immediately!"

The woman called Xiao You came over at this time, and she was shaking the phone in her hand. Seeing that Sun Qingsong had just called the police, she was very resentful to Zhao Fan and called the police cleverly.

"Director Tang, come with me. The window here can see the situation in the house. Please help me see if that person is really a liar?"

The patient inside was his biological mother. Wen Zuoxian was a little panicked when he saw Tang Xiaojing so excited. He rushed over and pulled him and ran towards the side of the villa.

There is no sign of this kind of narcolepsy. The patient can fall asleep completely within one or two seconds after feeling sleepy. Regardless of time and place, he will also experience mental disorder and abnormal behavior. For safety reasons, Wen Chenggong changed the nanny room on the first floor to his wife's bedroom. This nanny room has a window on the side of the villa.

Tang Xiaojing followed Wen Zuoxian, who was also panicked, and rushed to the window with a solemn expression, and happened to see Zhao Fan stabbing the back of Wen Chenggong's wife with a needle.

"don't want!"

Wen Zuoxian saw such a bright needle piercing the back of his mother's head, and his heart almost jumped out, screaming in his mouth, and his face turned pale.

Just as he turned around and was about to rush into the room, he found that Tang Xiaojing, who was beside him, was staring at the situation in the room in a daze. His furious expression had disappeared at some point, and his face was a little intoxicated and yearning, as if he was suddenly stunned.

"Old Tang, look, it's just such a little beast with no hair. Do you see if it's a barefoot doctor in the corner of Xiling City? If so, you have to call the health department as soon as possible! In this case, we must severely punish you. Our medical community will never allow such scum to exist!"

Sun Qingsong also rushed over from behind. When he heard Wen Zuoxian's scream, he immediately became energetic and ran to Tang Xiaojing and roared loudly.

"Shut up!"

What greeted him was Tang Xiaojing's impatient scolding. Tang Xiaojing waved his hand like a flies, roared in his mouth, but his eyes were still staring at the situation in the room, fearing that he would miss a slight detail.

“What’s the situation?”

Wen Zuoxian was stunned, Sun Qingsong was stunned, and Xiao You and the young man with glasses were also stunned.

"Could that young man really have medical skills? President Tang knows him?"

Tang Xiaojing's expression was too obvious. In addition to being intoxicated and yearning, he even had a bit of admiration. With his identity and medical skills, what other reasons could make him show this expression?

"No one is allowed to speak again!"

Sure enough, Tang Xiaojing followed and gave a serious reminder, but when he said this, he still did not look back, as if something in the room had tied his eyes firmly.

"The red phoenix welcomes the source, spreads its wings, enters the needle to the end, mentions the sky, and cradles the needle, and then enters the Yuan, up, down, left and right, and circling around!"

After saying this, Tang Xiaojing ignored everyone behind him and stared at the silver needle in Zhao Fan's hand. He muttered gently, and his fingers subconsciously twisted, as if imitating Zhao Fan's formation method.

"Chimeng Yingyuan, this is the acupuncture method of Chifeng Yingyuan in the flying scriptures! Isn't this technique lost? Lao Tang, what are you doing? Is that person inside using this acupuncture method? Is it impossible, how is this possible? It's fake, it must be fake!"

Sun Qingsong has a bad character and is still a little talented and knowledgeable. When he heard the song that Tang Xiaojing recited, he knew the origin of the song in the blink of an eye.

He rudely opened Wen Zuoxian who was standing next to Tang Xiaojing, stretched his neck and looked into the room from the not-so-large window, muttering in his mouth, shaking his head constantly, and looking in disbelief on his face.

At this time, Zhao Fan had used up the needle just now, and his fingers flicked the needle capsule, and a three-inch and a half needle appeared on his hand. The position of this needle fell was Baihui on his head.

Even though Tang Xiaojing had seen Zhao Fan's face clearly, he had confidence in his medical skills. But when he saw this, his hands were sweating and his nervous body was trembling.

Although Wen Zuoxian next to him did not understand medical skills, he still knew some common sense, and his heart was beating in his throat.
Chapter completed!