"What happened?"

Zhang Fan asked in confusion.

Only then did he realize that the anxious expression on Han Anping's face had not disappeared.

"Save people!"

Han Anping pulled Zhang Fan and said while running.

Upon hearing this, Hong Tianhao, Gao Tianbuyun, Tian Yong, Liu Yanran, and Xia Yuntian all followed Han Anping's footsteps.

When I arrived outside Huichuntang store, there were already many people around me.

Zhang Fan was inexplicably familiar with this scene.

When I first visited the Huairentang store, I happened to meet a patient who Han Anping could not treat. I just returned to the capital to inspect Huairentang, and I encountered this kind of thing again.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Fan asked while pushing away the crowd.

"Doctor Han, you are finally back. Please save my son."

A middle-aged woman knelt on the ground. After seeing Han Anping, she hurriedly climbed to his side and kept begging.

And beside the woman, there was a little boy who was only seven or eight years old, and it seemed that he had no breathing.

"Auntie, your son is gas poisoned, and because of this quack doctor, he has missed the best time for treatment. I just went to invite Brother Zhang. If he can't save your son, then... please feel sorry."

Han Anping quickly helped the middle-aged woman up and asked the clerk to bring a chair to let the other party sit down.

Then he looked at the doctor who was wearing a white coat and was caught by a middle-aged man. He looked at the other party with a fierce look and said angrily: "Mens doctor! You know that the child is gas poisoned, but you still dare to use medicine indiscriminately?"

At this moment, Han Anping was like an angry lion.

He grabbed the doctor's collar with both hands tightly, and was furious.

"How could he put people outside your shop when he saves people?"

Zhang Fan asked curiously.

Liu Sanzhen, Xia Yuntian and Gao Tianbuyun on the side began to check the little boy's situation.

"It was this quack doctor who grabbed the business for his clinic and had to grab the child to their clinic for treatment. The more he treated the worse it was. Now there was no way, the parents of the child could only come to me."

Han Anping replied angrily and helplessly.

"I see."

Zhang Fan suddenly realized, glanced at the middle-aged doctor, and was extremely indifferent.

Such a quack doctor, damn it!

"Is there any rescue?"

Zhang Fan looked at Liu Sanzhen and asked.

Judging from the child's vitality, it has almost been completely cut off, but it is not impossible to have a fake death.

"Zhu Youshu can save it."

Gao Tianbuyun replied immediately.

"Save people!"

Zhang Fan ordered, and Gao Tianbuyun took action immediately.

Then, he looked at the child's parents and comforted him: "Don't worry, the child will be fine, call the police first."

Such a quack doctor naturally cannot be let go of easily.

"Yes, yes, call the police. Such a person must be arrested and brought to justice."

The child's father no longer continued to hold the middle-aged doctor, but quickly made a hand to call the police.

This time, the middle-aged doctor panicked. He broke free from the palm of his child's father and ran out of the crowd frantically.

He had just treated the patient to death. If nothing unexpected happens, he will not only have to pay the money, but may also face imprisonment.

He didn't want to live in the prison by himself.

"Stop him."

Zhang Fan said to Hong Tianhao and the other two.

All of them are adults, and if you do something wrong, you will naturally have to pay the price.

"Let me go, let me go. Anyway, the child is fine, I am willing to pay them 100,000 yuan."

The middle-aged doctor was caught by Hong Tianhao and he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"How rich? Unfortunately, you shouldn't discuss this with me."

Zhang Fan glared at the middle-aged doctor coldly and said that he would be compensated 100,000 yuan. Such a bad-hearted doctor had earned so much money that he had no conscience.

This time the patient was able to meet Gao Tianbuyun, but he should not die, but what about the next time?

Can a fresh life be measured in 100,000 yuan?

Of course, Zhang Fan did not say anything. If the parties were willing to accept compensation, he would have nothing to say.

A few minutes later, the little boy woke up and cried loudly as soon as he opened his eyes.

The middle-aged woman hurriedly carried the child into her arms, and her panicked expression finally calmed down. Then she showed a peaceful smile and kept comforting: "Son, it's okay, son, don't cry, don't cry..."

I feel sorry for my parents all over the world.

"Okay, the child is fine. Now you can discuss how to solve this problem yourself."

Zhang Fan doesn't plan to care about the next thing.

To compensate or to send someone to prison, it is all the parties involved’s own business.

"Call the police and you must catch it."

A middle-aged woman was indeed attracted by the compensation of 100,000 yuan for a moment, but when she saw the child's suffering, she immediately gave up this idea.

No matter how much money you have, it cannot offset the torture your child suffers.

More importantly, if such a quack doctor just loses money, he may harm other patients next time.

If Zhang Fan and other people are gone, wouldn’t they just be able to watch the patient die?

"Yes, you must call the police!"

"Such a quack doctor must be severely punished."

Not only the little boy's parents, but also the people around him supported calling the police.

The middle-aged doctor's face suddenly turned pale as paper.

He knew that he was finished.

"Miscellaneous Doctor, thank you."

After calling the police, the child's father had to kneel down without saying anything.

Zhang Fan quickly grabbed the other party's arm, lifted it up, shook his head and smiled, "It's just a simple task. Be careful with the child in the future. Gas poisoning is not a trivial matter."

"Yes, yes, the miracle doctor is right."

The child's father nodded and was grateful to Zhang Fan for a while before giving up.

After the family of three left and the crowd of onlookers lined up again to see a doctor, Han Anping stood beside Zhang Fan and smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, thank you."

"A trivial matter, why is it your turn to take the clinic in the store again?"

Zhang Fan asked funny.

After the Qiyao Pavilion Medical King Conference ended, Zhang Fan hadn't seen Han Anping for some days, and he didn't know what the situation was now.

"Oh! Grandpa said that I am not good at medical skills and need to be trained well, so I am allowed to go back and forth to Chuntang every day to attend the clinic. When he is satisfied, I will not stay here."

Han Anping's face was full of bitter smile.

"So that's it. Mr. Han is also for your own good. Be patient."

Zhang Fan held back his laughter and patted Han Anping on the shoulder.

The Han family has been passed down for hundreds of years and has always been the leader in medical science. Han Tuo hopes that Han Anping can continue to be passed on and that it is understandable that he has great hope.

"Okay, you just stand and talk without any pain in your back."

Han Anping couldn't hear the meaning of Zhang Fan's joking words, so he could only look at him in anger.
Chapter completed!