Shui Qianshan squinted his eyes, "Did you see it?"

Yang Fan smiled and nodded, "I can see it!"

Shui Qianshan paused, his deep eyes gradually sharpened, "Can my disease still be cured?"

Looking at Shui Qianshan, Yang Fan smiled faintly and did not reply.

Almost half a minute passed.

Yang Fan smiled again, "Old sir, if you come to see me for medical treatment, can you be more sincere... Do you think frozen shoulder will kill people?"

After saying that, Yang Fan said to Yuan Chenggang, "Mr. Yuan, please stop in front."

"this……"

Yuan Chenggang was in a dilemma and had to slow down.

Shui Qianshan's old eyes were full of energy. He was indeed suffering from frozen shoulder, a sequelae of decades of practicing martial arts.

It wasn't a serious illness. If it was serious, he would just take some painkillers, acupuncture, and apply plasters. He never mentioned it to anyone. How did Yang Fan know?

The car stopped.

Yang Fan pushed the door open and got out of the car.

"Wait a minute!" Shui Qianshan said.

Yang Fan stopped and looked back at him.

"How did you know I had frozen shoulder?" Shui Qianshan asked.

"I'm a doctor!" Yang Fan only said four words.

Their eyes met and they were silent for three seconds.

Shui Qianshan was shocked in his heart. At this moment, hope ignited in his heart. This young man seemed to be a little unusual. He was calmer than he thought.

He can tell his frozen shoulder at a glance, which even the famous doctor Qin Guoren can't do. If he takes action, he may have unexpected results!

"Is there anything else?" Yang Fan asked.

Shui Qianshan's cold expression gradually warmed up, "Can we have a good chat?"

"Can you be more honest?" Yang Fan asked back.

"..."

Shui Qianshan was embarrassed.

Fortunately, Yuan Chenggang smoothed things over and slowly started the car again, "Dr. Yang, don't blame Mr. Shan. The old man's illness is very important, and we have to be cautious..."

Yang Fan nodded silently and tapped his fingers lightly on his thigh, "Your master is sick. Why should I go to see him? Give me a reason!"

A person must be of value and cannot be asked to come and go at a moment's notice. Otherwise, what's the difference between that and salted fish?

"You are a doctor!" Shui Qianshan said.

"..."

I have to say that this is a far-fetched reason, but it is one that Yang Fan cannot refuse.

But it is still very dangerous to treat such a rich and powerful person. If you look good, you will be richly rewarded. If you look bad, you may be chased by dozens of security guards and beat up all over the street. If not, you may even be hunted all over the world.

!

After considering the pros and cons, Yang Fan asked: "What disease does your old man have?"

"Strange disease!" Shui Qianshan said simply.

Yang Fan frowned, "What a weird trick, tell me."

Hearing this, Shui Qianshan hesitated.

"Don't worry, it is my responsibility to protect patient privacy!" Yang Fan said, "You can doubt my medical skills, but you cannot doubt my professional ethics."

Even if he were beaten to death, he would not tell anyone about this kind of thing. Those who are irresponsible are trivial and will be hunted down!

Eye to eye again!

Yang Fan's eyes were very sincere.

Shui Qianshan sighed, "Although I am nearly seventy years old, I have been practicing Taoist Baduanjin all year round..."

"The old man should be in good health, right?" Yang Fan asked.

Taoist Baduanjin, also known as Little Tai Chi, uses Qi to train the body. If you practice it every day for decades, your health will naturally not deteriorate.

"That was two years ago." Shui Qianshan said. "Two years ago, my master suddenly had a health problem. At first, I thought he just suffered from cold. After treatment, he got better, but his health became worse day by day..."

"Last month, my condition suddenly became serious. My body was as cold as ice during the day and as hot as fire at night. In the past ten days, my body has been getting worse day by day. If this continues, I'm afraid I won't have much time left..."

Yang Fan thought over and over what Shui Qianshan said, and then asked, "Have you seen a doctor?"

Hearing this, Shui Qianshan's sharp old eyes became extremely sharp in an instant, and he burst out with a burst of momentum, saying in a cold voice, "Those trash, all of them are pretentious, but in the end, none of them have real talent and learning. It's impossible to tell what the master has achieved."

The disease cannot be cured!"

Yang Fan nodded and listened to Shui Qianshan continue to talk, while also thinking about what kind of disease this was!

"Yang Fan, can you cure the master's disease?" Shui Qianshan interrupted Yang Fan's thoughts. His eyes were full of longing.

Yang Fan came back to his senses, shook his head and said: "From what you said, I can conclude that this is indeed not an ordinary disease. As for whether it can be cured, or whether it can be cured, I can't give you the answer until I see the patient!"

"I have to be responsible for my patients, and I have to be more responsible for what I say!"

Shui Qianshan nodded silently, with a strange gleam in his old eyes, "Well said, based on this alone, you are much better than those charlatans!"

"..."

Yang Fan was speechless, what did this old man mean? He was so bad, compared with a charlatan?

"Master Shan, don't worry. Dr. Yang will definitely not let you down..." Yuan Chenggang said with a smile.

He looked at the two of them through the rearview mirror of the car and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he was really worried that the old man and the young man would do something behind them!

Shui Qianshan smiled and nodded. When he looked at Yang Fan, his eyes were obviously different from before, "Yang Fan, if you can cure me, I will not treat you badly!"

"Let's talk about it after it's cured."

After smiling, Yang Fan looked out the window, the situation Shui Qianshan described echoing in his mind.

It's as cold as ice during the day and as hot as fire at night.

The two heavens of ice and fire...

Yang Fan admitted that he was evil and actually thought of the high-ranking official played by Uncle Xu Jinjiang... He even spurted blood in the end...

The car left the downtown area and began to accelerate. Unlike the Mazda, a Rolls-Royce would not be stuck in traffic jams.

Soon, the car arrived in the north of Linhai City, across the Lingxin River, and there was a group of villas nestled against the mountains and water.

At the other end of the bridge is a rockery with three characters "Peony Pavilion" carved on it.

Behind it, there is also a poem written in black Song font, which comes from "Niannujiao, Chibi Nostalgic" written by Su Shi, a famous teacher in the Song Dynasty.

The great river goes eastward, the waves are swept away, and the romantic figures of the ages are revealed.

On the west side of the fortress, the human road is the red cliff of Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms.

Rocks pierced through the air, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of layers of snow rolled up.

Picturesque, a moment how many hero.

Yang Fan looked at the poems on the rockery and looked at the somewhat mysterious Peony Pavilion through the car window with admiration.

He has heard of The Peony Pavilion.

This is a group of villas built on Peony Mountain, a national geological park. With the entire back mountain as the back garden, the castle-like villas are located on the hillside, with Lingxin River in front and Peony Mountain behind.

Green mountains, green waters, peach blossoms and fallen leaves make it feel like a fairyland on earth.

Yang Fan has heard friends mention it many times that anyone who lives in Linhai would like to settle in Mudan Mountain, because 99.9% of the people who can live here are rich people, the richest among the rich!
Chapter completed!