"Afraid of... Afraid of our family... Our family Hemingway..."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man has been unable to speak, and his tone has become a bit choked up

All those present felt the same. The cruelest thing in the world is nothing more than sending black hair to white hair.

Although it is true that Liu Haiming is the one lying on the bed, it is Liu Haiming's father and mother who really talk about suffering.

The two old people wish that the person lying in the hospital bed was themselves!

Therefore, Zhang Xiaofan at this critical moment of life and death.

To save the life of his son Liu Haiming from the gate of death is really like a second kindness.

This also made Liu Haiming's father not know what to say for a while.

So we can only express our gratitude to Zhang Xiaofan through such a way.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan just took back the silver needle and was preparing to help Liu Haiming check his body.

See if the body toxins in the latter are clear.

Or, because of this toxin and leave the body what sequelae and so on.

However, before Zhang Xiaofan was ready to feel the pulse for Liu Haiming.

He thought that the middle-aged man, who was dozens of years older than himself, was "Putong --" He knelt down in front of him.

This also makes Zhang Xiaofan a little surprised.

He also did not care about those who did not get, quickly stepped forward to reach out to the middle-aged man to help up from the ground, said:

"This gentleman, please get up quickly. I can't stand your obeisance."

"Can stand, can stand, little doctor, you can stand my worship..."

With these words, the middle-aged man made an effort to worship again.

But he only felt a strong force on his two arms.

Although, this strength is not big.

But his body, which he wanted to bow down, stood up uncontrollably under this wonderful force.

Looking at his middle-aged man, Zhang Xiaofan just gave a faint smile and said:

"Sir, rescuing the wounded is our doctor's bounden duty."

"So, I can't stand your worship."

With that, Zhang Xiaofan turned to look at Liu Haiming, who was also grateful on the bed, and said with a smile:

"Now, the toxin in your body has been almost cleaned up by Acupuncture and antidote."

"However, this kind of highly toxic toxicity is a little too overbearing."

"So, you still have to carry out the follow-up body care, meditation recovery is..."

Zhang Xiaofan said while telling Liu Haiming and his parents some prescriptions for recovery after that.

Liu Haiming's family is also a treasure, directly Zhang Xiaofan account of all this one by one down.

After the temporary settlement of Liu Haiming's affairs here.

Zhang Xiaofan nodded, turned around and walked out of the ward, intending to see how the other patients were.

It's just that when he came to the door of ICU ward.

See a group of patients' families one by one is just like smelling the fishy smell of sharks, "Hula..." immediately directly surrounded up.

Zhang Xiaofan will be directly surrounded by a three-tier, three-tier outside