Thinking of this, Qin Fan suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiaoli.

At this time, the guy was still lying there sleeping.

Qin Fan walked over, stretched out his hand and slapped Xiao Li on the body.

Meow...

Xiaoli raised his head and glanced at Qin Fan aggrievedly.

Seeing that Qin Fan's expression was not right, Xiaoli turned his head and licked the hair on his body, then licked his front paws twice, and then used his front paws to rub it on his face.

This is cats’ own way of washing their faces.

Domestic cats love beauty, and wild cats also love beauty.

After washing his face, Xiaoli jumped off the stool, got under the table, lay down there and went to sleep.

Qin Fan snorted and simply stopped arguing with Xiaoli. He knew that if he asked Xiaoli, that guy would never admit it.

Climbing up to Simmons, Qin Fan went to sleep.

Early the next morning.

Qin Fan went to the chicken farm and took a look. In fact, both the chicken farm and the company were developing in a decent way, so Qin Fan didn't need to worry about it.

Qin Fan stayed at the chicken farm all night and slept with Chen Yourong that night.

The next morning.

He was planning to go to the back mountain to see the wolves. Qin Fan had already asked Chen Yourong to prepare the meat, when the phone rang.

When Qin Fan saw that the call was from Song Chengsheng and Mr. Song, Qin Fan immediately answered the phone and asked with a smile: "What's wrong with Mr. Song?"

When Song Lao heard that Qin Fan answered the phone, he immediately said on the phone: "Brother, come and take a look, Bingwen seems to be dying. He has been in a coma since yesterday and has not woken up now. Moreover, the doctor said that he should prepare

It’s a matter of funeral affairs.”

"What?"

Qin Fan frowned and said in a deep voice: "How is this possible, Mr. Song? How could Brother Wen do this suddenly?"

He went to the hospital to check on Song Bingwen last time.

Although the other party's spleen was damaged, it was not that serious, and Qin Fan said that because the other party was weak, he would treat it after a week.

But it's only the fourth day and this suddenly happened.

At this time, Mr. Song was already in tears over there. He choked on the phone and said: "Brother, can you save my son?"

Although Mr. Song has always been very serious about his son, he actually values ​​his son Song Bingwen very seriously in his heart. But now that Song Bingwen suddenly behaves like this, the old man feels that his world is about to collapse.

As soon as Qin Fan heard Mr. Song's voice, he nodded hurriedly and said, "Mr. Song, don't worry, I'll come now."

After Qin Fan hung up the phone, Chen Yourong held up the meat and asked, "What happened to Xiao Fan?"

Qin Fan frowned and said hurriedly to Chen Yourong: "Sister-in-law, please take this thing back. I have to go to the city now for something urgent."

People's lives were at stake, and Qin Fan did not dare to delay at all.

Chen Yourong said oh, and she was sensible enough not to ask any more questions, but just told Qin Fan to be careful on the road.

Immediately Qin Fan nodded and went to the dormitory to take the set of silver needles that Yan Lin'er gave him before. Then Qin Fan got in the car and went down the mountain.

Along the way, the car drove very fast.

An hour later.

Qin Fan has already arrived at the entrance of the hospital.

Mr. Song was already waiting for Qin Fan at the door. After parking the car, Mr. Song hurriedly walked up and said, "Thank you for your hard work, brother."

Qin Fan shook his head and said it was nothing hard. Then he helped Mr. Song go upstairs. As he walked, Qin Fan asked how Song Bingwen was doing.

Upon hearing Mr. Song's helpless shaking of his head, Qin Fan felt that his condition was serious and quickly went upstairs.

At this time, Song Bingwen was already in the intensive care unit, and the doctor was making diagnosis, but no one else was allowed in.

Qin Fan probably wouldn't be able to get in here by himself, but Mr. Song is here now.

Mr. Song is still very powerful in the city. Although he is almost retired now, he has connections in the political and military circles.

Under Song Lao's instruction, Qin Fan went directly to the intensive care unit.

After glancing at the doctors nearby, Qin Fan didn't say much, but walked directly to Song Bingwen.

He doesn't look at the data from the instruments placed beside the bed either. Of course, Qin Fan doesn't know how to look at your data either.

He usually treats diseases with traditional Chinese medicine, so he doesn't need those gadgets.

Glancing at Song Bingwen who was already wearing an oxygen machine, Qin Fan frowned, and immediately wanted to put Song Bingwen's hand beside the bed and check his pulse.

As a result, as soon as he put his hand in, a doctor next to him suddenly stopped Qin Fan with an ouch.

"What's wrong?" Qin Fan tilted his head and asked.

The doctor glanced at Qin Fan and then said angrily: "I asked you whether you know how to treat diseases. Look at the values ​​​​of the instrument. The patient cannot move now, otherwise he will be in danger!"

This guy's name is Chen Jun, and he is a doctor in this hospital.

I used to work in the city hospital, and then I was recruited here. I performed several beautiful surgeries, and suddenly I became famous in this hospital.

But this time, he was the doctor who treated Song Bingwen. This guy had always pursued conservative and prudent treatment.

Unexpectedly, Song Bingwen suddenly became seriously ill.

But just now he discussed with several other doctors that Song Bingwen's spleen is extremely fragile now, and he doesn't even dare to move it, otherwise the spleen will be completely destroyed.

So just now Qin Fan wanted to touch the patient's hands, and he was worried to death.

Qin Fan glanced at Chen Jun, who was too lazy to pay attention to that guy. Qin Fan immediately took Song Bingwen's hand out and put it beside the bed without saying anything.

"You"... Chen Jun must be angry when he stares at Qin Fan like this.

However, when Chen Jun took a look at the data meter and saw that there was no surprise, he felt relieved.

However, Chen Jun still pointed at Qin Fan and said: "Young man, let me warn you. Don't kill patients without permission again. If you have any ideas, let us know in advance."

Qin Fan raised his head and looked at the other person, just nodded, and then concentrated on taking his pulse.

soon.

Qin Fan's face wrinkled again, and his numb pulse was very different from what he had a few days ago.

Immediately, Qin Fan closed his eyes and took his pulse seriously again, but this time it was exactly the same as before.

Qin Fan immediately let go of his wrist and stood there. Then Qin Fan opened the perspective and took a look. It was okay not to look at it. When he saw it, Qin Fan suddenly took a breath.

I saw many small insects squirming in the damaged area of ​​Song Bingwen's spleen, which made people feel numb.

My day...

Qin Fan thought that it was no wonder Song Bingwen was paralyzed. Song Bingwen suddenly became like this. It turned out to be this kind of little insect.

But what puzzled Qin Fan was what exactly was this little bug?

Why did it suddenly appear in Song Bingwen's spleen?

At this time, Chen Jun looked at Qin Fan standing there with a serious look on his face, and he knew that there was definitely nothing Qin Fan could do.

Suddenly, Chen Jun walked up to him and said coldly: "Okay, young man, you have finished the diagnosis now. Go out quickly and don't disturb our treatment."
Chapter completed!