What an arrogant fellow, daring to even insult Miraculous Doctor Cui, are you crazy?

Apologize quickly, before Doctor Wei informs our director, or you're finished.

The two nurses probably also found Chen Heping's family quite pitiful, and at this moment couldn't help but kindly advise Chen Fan.

Fan Aiqin and Chen Yi each pulled on one of Chen Fan's sleeves, signaling him not to speak further.

Baolu Hospital already had a strong background, and they could even less afford to provoke Miraculous Doctor Cui Fu.

What's more, they were still hoping that Cui Fu could truly save Chen Heping's life.

But Chen Fan's mind was very clear; the other party obviously just wanted to extort more money, not to mention he had the ability to cure his father.

At this moment, Chen Heping suddenly said, "Xiao Fan, no matter what others say, Dad will always believe you! Since you say you can cure my illness, help me up, and we'll go home to treat it."

"Heh heh, go home? I think you're tired of living! You don't believe your son, you just don't have the money." Wei Liao directly exposed Chen Heping's inner thoughts.

At this moment, this was exactly what Chen Heping was thinking. In fact, he had long accepted his fate and didn't want to continue treatment, burdening his family.

Where could he scrape together 300,000 now?

Did he really have to watch his wife and daughter sell their organs to raise money for him?

In that case, he might as well just die!

Fan Aiqin and Chen Yi were in tears.

"Old man, as long as there's still hope, you can't give up. Without you, how can I live?"

"Dad, don't worry, with your daughter here, I definitely won't let anything happen to you!"

The mother and daughter refused to leave like this, saying that going home was equivalent to waiting for death.

"Dad, no need to rush home, I can cure you right here," Chen Fan said.

"Xiao Fan! Be obedient!" Chen Heping shook his head with all his strength, insisting on leaving.

Chen Fan understood that his father had long since disregarded life and death, and now it was to save face for himself, not wanting others to laugh.

"Dad, face is earned by oneself, not given by others. Your son will definitely cure you, believe me, okay?" Chen Fan held silver needles in his hand, already prepared.

Chen Heping looked at Chen Fan's determined eyes and suddenly smiled.

"Haha, okay! Dad believes you!" Chen Heping cooperated and lay down.

Rather than putting his life in someone else's hands, it was better to entrust it to his own son!

"What? You're serious? Then don't blame me for speaking frankly beforehand. If any accidents happen, our hospital won't be responsible! It's still not too late for you to do as I say now," Wei Liao warned.

Hearing him say this, Fan Aiqin and Chen Yi immediately became flustered.

"Mom, Xiao Yi, don't worry. If I wasn't confident, how could I say this? Would I harm Dad? Believe me! Dad will get better soon."

Under Chen Fan's reassurance, Fan Aiqin and Chen Yi could only choose to believe him.

"Heh heh, I'd like to see what kind of medical skills you, a reform-through-labor convict, have. If you treat him to death, you'll be a beast who murdered his father!" Wei Liao sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Fan appeared before him as if teleporting and slapped him!

*Slap!*

Wei Liao was sent flying several meters, his mouth full of blood.

The sudden scene startled the few people present, and everyone looked at Chen Fan with horror.

What a heavy hand!

"Your mouth is like a cesspool. Since you can't speak human language, you don't need to speak anymore."

Wei Liao climbed up, pointed at Chen Fan angrily, but couldn't speak: "Mumble mumble mumble..."

His jaw was dislocated!

Wei Liao trembled with rage and turned to leave the ward. Seeing the situation was bad, the two nurses also quickly followed, no one dared to provoke this madman in front of them.

Chen Fan no longer wasted Time and quickly treated his father. He skillfully inserted silver needles into the acupuncture points.

Hegu, Taichong, Huan Tiao, Taixi, Quchi...

A full thirteen needles!

For each acupuncture point, the depth, angle, and technique were different.

The moment Chen Fan finished, Chen Heping suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood!

Chen Fan, who was prepared, picked up the basin next to him the moment the needles stopped and caught all the blood.

Fan Aiqin and Chen Yi were originally very worried, but when they saw that the blood in the basin was actually purplish-black, even though they didn't understand medicine, they knew it was a good sign.

As expected, after Chen Heping spat out the blood, his complexion immediately improved.

"Old man, how do you feel now?" Fan Aiqin asked.

"I feel very good. Xiao Fan's medical skills are much better than the doctors here. I feel so relaxed now," Chen Heping said happily.

Hearing him speak with energy, the hearts of Fan Aiqin and Chen Yi, which had been hanging, finally relaxed.

"Brother, who did you learn such amazing medical skills from!?" Chen Yi asked with admiration.

"In prison, I apprenticed under a master. He taught me both medical skills and martial arts."

Chen Fan didn't want to mention cultivation for the Time being; it was hard for ordinary people to accept and difficult to explain.

"So that's it. Our Xiao Fan is really lucky." Fan Aiqin smiled, happier than words could describe, her eyes full of pride.

"Brother, you're really amazing." Chen Yi's small face was flushed with excitement.

Seeing Chen Heping's condition getting better and better, the family finally showed long-lost smiles.

However, they hadn't been happy for long when a group of people suddenly rushed into the ward aggressively.

The middle-aged man leading the group had a square face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes, looking very dignified. He was Jin Baolu, the director of Baolu Hospital.

Besides owning this hospital, Jin Baolu was also a very famous entrepreneur in Hua City, doing very well in the upper circles.

This was no secret, so although Chen Yi had always had doubts about Baolu Hospital's fee standards and medical skills, she dared not speak out her anger.

Standing beside Jin Baolu was an Old Man with a grizzled beard reaching his chest, wearing a pair of thick glasses, looking like an old scholar. He was Miraculous Doctor Cui Fu.

"Were you the one who hit him?" Jin Baolu stared at Chen Fan with cold eyes, getting straight to the point.

At this moment, the two tall and strong bodyguards following him were already rubbing their fists together.

Seeing such a display, Fan Aiqin and Chen Yi couldn't help but tremble with fear. Chen Fan shielded his mother and sister behind him, stepped forward a few paces, and confronted Jin Baolu head-on.

"That's right, your dog mouth deserved the beating," Chen Fan said lightly.

"What did you say!?" Jin Baolu couldn't believe his ears. "I run a hospital, and the doctors I hire are here to treat and save people. Even if he spoke a bit harshly, it was for your own good! Are you ungrateful?"

"Calling me a reform-through-labor convict and saying I'm a beast who murdered his father, is this also for my own good?" Chen Fan retorted.

"Although what he said was a bit unpleasant, it was also the truth," Jin Baolu said with a stern face.

"Heh heh, then I can also say that you're an old beast who doesn't distinguish right from wrong and only protects his own, right?" Chen Fan sneered and retorted.

"You're f***ing looking for death!" Jin Baolu was completely enraged by the insult and raised his hand to order someone to kill Chen Fan.

However, at this moment, Cui Fu next to him suddenly stopped him.

"Wait!"

After entering the ward, Cui Fu had been looking at the silver needles on Chen Heping's body and finally reached a conclusion.

"Is this the long-lost 'Returning Heaven Thirteen Needles'? Young man, where did you learn this!?"

At this moment, Cui Fu looked at Chen Fan with intense heat, as if he had discovered a rare treasure.