Chapter 72

Ye Tian saw the scene outside. These three worthless goods, together with Wang Qingfeng who seems to have Alzheimer's disease, are really a wonderful combination.

"Ye Tian..." at this time, Fu Yueming came up and asked, "what are you going to do later?"

"Do as you should." Ye Tian shrugged and said, "they didn't come to see a doctor, so I'll take care of them."

"But..." Fu Yueming hesitated: "in my opinion, they obviously come to find fault. If you see a doctor for them, I'm afraid I'll see the trouble."

"It's a blessing, not a curse, but a curse." Ye Tian smiled at the corners of his mouth.

After lunch, he didn't rush out, but took a nap in his bedroom. Until around three o'clock in the afternoon, ye Tiancai woke up with his sleepy eyes.

At this time, the three people at the door of the clinic were also drowsy. Wang Qingfeng has no sense at all. He has long fallen asleep with his head tilted against the wall. As for the three, they all narrowed their eyes and dozed off.

The heat outside gradually came down. At this time, the weather is beginning to cool slowly, and people are most likely to be sleepy.

When ye Tian came outside, he couldn't help smiling when he saw the three bitter forces.

"You guys, who sees a doctor?" Ye Tian asked coldly.

Hearing the sound, Wu Tian three people suddenly woke up. The Taoist priest wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said, "my senior brother is ill. I heard you are a miracle doctor, so come and have a look!"

Ye Tian glanced at Wang Qingfeng and said with a smile, "why, you mean Mr. Wang is ill?"

"Blind?" Taoist Wang said impolitely, "you need to ask?"

Ye Tian didn't mind either. With a faint smile, he said, "old Mr. Wang doesn't have to see it. This is typical Alzheimer's disease. It's normal for an elderly man to get this disease."

"Fart!" The king couldn't help scolding: "what Alzheimer's disease? My senior brother is in his prime of life. How can he get Alzheimer's disease?" Perhaps realizing that what he said was wrong, the king changed his mind and said, "in short, it's impossible. My senior brother must not be Alzheimer's disease. Ye Tian, if you can't see it without this ability, you can say clearly, don't fool people here!"

Ye Tian said with a smile: "why, don't you believe it? It's OK. For Alzheimer's patients, the most common symptom is that the brain is sometimes awake and sometimes confused. You might as well wait a moment to see if he is really as I said."

At this time, Qin Qingqing also came out. Seeing Wang Qingfeng's dementia, he frowned and said, "from the old man's condition, it really looks like a symptom of Alzheimer's disease. Ye Tian is right."

Hearing the speech, Wu Tian looked at each other. On the one hand, they are not ye Tian's opponents. Coupled with Qin Qingqing, these three people don't even have enough teeth to sew.

If ye Tian only said so, Wu Tian and the three would not believe it. But Qin Qingqing also said so. It should not be fake. Wu Tian always has a good eye for people. Although he doesn't understand Qin Qingqing's behavior, from the look of her speech, Wang Qingfeng seems to have Alzheimer's disease.

"Elder martial brother, your Alzheimer's disease!" At this time, the king looked at his senior brother and exclaimed, and his face was full of horror.

They practice Taoism in order to prolong life. Who knows, Wang Qingfeng has Alzheimer's disease. This makes the king feel terrible. You know, his accomplishments are far inferior to Wang Qingfeng. But now it's better. The elder martial brother with higher cultivation than him also has Alzheimer's disease. In a few years, won't you get Alzheimer's?

At the thought of this, the heart of the king suddenly cooled.

At this time, Wu Tian slowly reacted after hesitating for a long time. Although he was not sure whether Wang Qingfeng really had Alzheimer's disease, they came this time to trouble ye Tian. If you are said to leave, wouldn't your previous efforts be wasted?

Reading this, Wu Tian looked at the king of Yang. The latter understood, glanced at Ye Tian and sneered, "Dr. ye, I'm sick too. I want to see you!"

"Oh, really?" Ye Tian chuckled and said, "OK, what's your condition?"

Yang Zhijun pointed to his head and said, "Dr. ye, after you beat me yesterday, my head has been hurting. Now I wonder if my brain nerve has been damaged?"

"If the brain nerve is damaged, it's intentional injury." Wu Tian added, "if that's true, we have to talk about it."

Ye Tian smiled, waved to the king of Yang and said, "come on, come here."

The king of Yang was stunned. Almost out of instinct, he stepped back and asked vigilantly, "Ye Tian, what do you want to do?"

Looking at his unpromising appearance, ye Tian sighed and said, "what are you afraid of? I can't eat you. I asked you to come here to see a doctor. Are you really or fake?"

Hearing the speech, the king of Yang hesitated and said, "of course it really hurts. Otherwise, will I wait so long?" Then he summoned up his courage and walked towards Ye Tian.

In fact, the king of Yang suffered only some skin injuries. Although his head was wrapped in gauze, it was just an act. When he came to his side, ye Tian was not polite. His hands pulled the gauze off his head rudely, and the only pain was that the king of Yang bared his teeth.

"Oh, I think your brain is really sick!" After looking at it carefully for a long time, ye Tian said seriously, "but I'm not sure whether it's brain nerve damage. I need to do a test to know."

"Hum, then you might as well do it!" The king of Yang said boldly, with a proud smile in his eyes. Anyway, he has already made up his mind. No matter what test Ye Tian does later, he just insists that his head hurts. Presumably, with Ye Tian's skill, you can't see the truth.

At that time, if you pretend to be looked down upon by him, you have reason to smash the broken clinic clean!

"Lord Yang, this test may be a little troublesome. I'm afraid you can't wait." Ye Tian said, "I think it's better not to do it."

"No!" Hearing what ye Tian said, the king of Yang didn't want to, so he shouted: "Ye Tian, do I have anything to do? I always have to do a test to know. Otherwise, I will leave sequelae in the future. Who will be responsible for me?"

"So you really want to do it?" Ye Tian asked.

"You have to do it!" Yang Zhijun answered happily.

"Good!" Ye tianzan said, "in line with the doctor's responsible attitude towards patients, I'll try it today!" Then ye Tian looked at Qin Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, light the alcohol lamp for me!"

Qin Qingqing was stunned and couldn't help asking, "what do you do with an alcohol lamp?"

"Disinfection, of course." Ye Tian said, "by the way, take out the set of craniotomy scalpels in my room."

Qin Qingqing was confused, but he didn't go against Ye Tian's meaning and turned to be busy. The king of Yang was silly: "Ye Tian, what do you... What do you want to do?" After hesitating for a moment, the king of Yang couldn't help asking.

Ye Tianyi looked kind-hearted, smiled kindly and said, "don't worry, I'll just do a small operation for you. Don't worry, I promise there won't be any pain. As long as you close your eyes and think you're sleeping."

Ye Tian said simply, but the king of Yang was shocked. As if she was sleeping with her eyes closed, could NIMA wake up as soon as she closed her eyes? What ye Tian said was nice. It was just a small operation, but the king of Yang heard it. Ye Tian is going to open his head!

Even in regular large hospitals, various agreements must be signed to perform craniotomy. And in Ye Tian's broken clinic, he dares to do craniotomy for himself! Nima wants her own life!

While the king of Yang was meditating, Qin Qingqing came down from upstairs, holding an alcohol lamp in one hand and a set of craniotomy scalpels and other tools in the other.

Ye Tian stretched out his hand and drew a few strokes on the head of Yang Zhijun: "don't worry first. I'll think about whether to cut horizontally or vertically later."

Hearing this, the king on one side couldn't help asking, "can you cut it horizontally or vertically?"

Ye Tian smiled and said, "others may not, but I can. It doesn't matter whether it's horizontal or vertical. Just cut it."

The king's face changed when he heard it. Where is this craniotomy? It's completely cutting watermelon! If this knife goes down, will the king of Yang still have life?

"Come, king of Yang, come and lie down first." Ye Tian shook the scalpel in his hand, pointed to a hospital bed nearby and said, "come on, lie here first. I'll study how to cut your head."

The king of Yang moved his lips: "Ye Tian, don't fucking scare me. Can you do such a dangerous operation as craniotomy? What if you open my head and you can't close it?"

"Don't worry, I'm sure I can close it!" Ye Tianxin swore: "what's more, if I really can't close it, I'll call an ambulance and take you to the hospital. In short, you can rest assured that there will be no danger."

Go to hell with your mother! The king of Yang scolded in his heart. Even if he killed him, he wouldn't do the operation!

"Lord Yang, you should hurry up!" Ye Tian urged again: "I've finished the operation for you. I still have many patients!"

Fu Yueming vaguely saw Ye Tian's meaning and couldn't help saying, "senior brother, if you're really uncomfortable, let Ye Tian show you. There will be no accident!"

"I'm not sick!" The king of Yang shouted.

Ye Tianze shook his head and sighed: "generally, only people with serious brain injury will say that they are not sick like you. It seems that I have to be hard!"

With that, ye Tian waved his scalpel and walked towards the king of Yang.

The king of Yang's face changed greatly, turned and ran: "Ye Tian, go to your mother, you're sick!" Leaving such a sentence, the king of Yang ran out.

Ye Tian smiled, looked at the king and said, "Taoist Wang, look at your face, it's not very good-looking. Why don't I show you?"

The king shook his head and said, "no... no, I'm in good health." Then he turned and ran away. Just a few steps away, I thought that when my senior brother was still in the clinic, he ran back and carried Wang Qingfeng away.

In less than a moment, these people ran away, leaving Wu Tian alone, standing in place with a cold face.