Since the choice was made by Ouyang’s hometown owner himself, Zhang Fan naturally would not force it.

but.

It would be a happy thing to see Nangong Liuyun shoot himself in the foot on such an occasion.

"Really, really?"

Gu Weixiong asked in disbelief.

"Well! The treatment method of coagulation has been lost for thousands of years. Could it be that the Xuan Sect of Cheng Longshou, the treatment method of coagulation, is there a treatment method of coagulation?"

Zhang Fan nodded with a smile. In order to give Gu Weixiong a little more confidence, he also asked the dragon hand.

"Doctor Zhang, don't joke. My Xuan Sect has only been established for more than ten years. How could there be an ancient book that has been lost for thousands of years?"

"This coagulation is a difficult and complicated disease, and even with today's medical technology, it cannot be completely cured."

Long Hand smiled and shook his head, and quickly explained to Zhang Fan and Gu Weixiong.

Hearing this, Gu Weixiong's heart finally came to the ground.

As long as Nangong Liuyun cannot cure Ouyang Mingxuan, things will turn around. At that time, the Ouyang family's connection will still belong to Zhang Fan.

Nangong Liuyun, who got the opportunity to treat Ouyang Mingxuan, obviously did not expect happiness to come so suddenly.

He stood up.

He was nervous and excited and walked towards Ouyang Mingxuan's position step by step.

"Coagulation!? What kind of disease is this? Is it exactly the same as sepsis? If so, it will be very easy to treat."

As she walked towards Ouyang Mingxuan, Nangong Liuyun's thoughts were running rapidly.

so.

When he stood in front of Ouyang Mingxuan, he had completely regarded coagulation as sepsis.

In his opinion, coagulation is just a title that Zhang Fan calls sepsis.

The real coagulation is actually sepsis.

After confirming the disease, Nangong Liuyun felt that it would be very easy to treat it.

Thinking of this.

Nangong Liuyun's face showed a strong look of joy.

Sure enough, the Zhou family first, and then the Tang family was used as a springboard to successfully climb to the First Military Martial Family in Kyoto and become the prince's friend.

Now he can even heal Ouyang Mingxuan and become the life-saving benefactor of the head of Beijing.

In the future, will he want to get the wind and rain in this huge capital?

"Mr. Ouyang, thank you for giving me this opportunity. Don't worry, as long as I take action, your illness will definitely be cured."

Nangong Liuyun stood confidently in front of Ouyang Mingxuan and said firmly.

"It's been a labor."

Ouyang Mingxuan glanced at Nangong indifferently and said nothing.

As a member of the China Think Tank, even though he is seriously ill, he is definitely not as dizzy as his eyes, and his eyes are still even more vicious.

On Nangong Liuyun, Ouyang Mingxuan could not see any calmness. Instead, he had a kind of impetuousness that was attracted by the tendency to be inclined. One more glance would make people feel bored.

On the contrary, when he looked at Zhang Fan just now, he felt like he was bathed in spring breeze.

"The so-called coagulation is actually the sepsis that has been broken by medical technology today. However, the same disease can be treated better by using traditional Chinese medicine."

Nangong Liuyun explained to Ouyang Mingxuan confidently.

Hearing words.

Ouyang Mingxuan's eyes suddenly widened, and his wrinkled old face immediately showed a trace of hideous anger.

"quack!"

"roll!"

Ouyang Mingxuan scolded angrily, and didn't know where the strength came from, but actually pushed Nangong Liuyun away.

Nangong Liuyun, who was unprepared, was immediately pushed and staggered.

A burst of anger suddenly rushed to the whole door.

What did he hear?

quack!

roll!

His dignified Xuan Sect leader and Longshou's personal disciple was actually called a quack doctor by an old man in the secular world.

Not only that, he also let him get out.

This is simply a bare humiliation to him.

Standing up again, Nangong Liuyun took a deep breath, covered the anger on his face, and smiled again, saying, "Old Master Ouyang, did I say something wrong? I got you so angry, why did you suddenly ask me to get out?"

"Young Master Nangong doesn't know anything, right? These coagulation and sepsis are two kinds of diseases."

Zhang Fan, who had been standing aside to watch the show, originally thought that Nangong Liuyun would not seek death, and pretended to understand if he didn't know, so he would reveal his true form after using a needle to save people.

Who would have thought that in order to pretend, Nangong Liuyun said the black ones to white ones.

Although Ouyang Mingxuan is old, he is not confused yet.

How could he be deceived by Nangong Liuyun?

"I, of course I know it's two diseases!"

Nangong Liuyun was panicked and quickly defended himself.

Hearing words.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Do you know? Then how could he say that coagulation is sepsis?"

"You know? Then why don't you know that the treatment for coagulation was lost a thousand years ago?"

"Do you know? As your master, Senior Dragon Hand doesn't know that he can treat coagulation?"

One sentence, three consecutive questions.

Nangong Liuyun opened his mouth with difficulty, but couldn't say a word.

He knows?

He knows nothing!

He knew about sepsis, but he had never heard of clotting.

If Ouyang Mingxuan hadn't refuted Zhang Fan, Nangong Liuyun would even think that Zhang Fan was talking nonsense.

"Zhang Fan, you don't have the right amount to speak here. Don't fool the owner of Ouyang's hometown here with your meager insight."

Nangong Liuyun gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Fan with extremely fierce eyes. His voice lowered a lot, and he threatened coldly.

"I have little knowledge? Am I fooling Ouyang's hometown owner?"

Zhang Fan looked at Nangong Liuyun like a fool, shook his head amused and continued, "As a patient, the head of Ouyang's hometown, knows very well if what I said is right."

"The disease of coagulation occurred once every three months before by Ouyang's hometown. When it happened, there were like millions of ants crawling back and forth in the blood, and even the blood in the heart would return in severe cases."

"Not only that, the condition is getting worse now. The original three months have become once every three days."

"If I guess correctly, within one month, Ouyang's old master's coagulation will not be treated. Calculate the time, and it should be only 98 days to live."

Zhang Fan's words definitely have no alarmist meaning.

When Ouyang Mingxuan announced that he would look for doctors and conduct consultations from all directions, the doctors of Tianci National Medicine had already sentenced him to death.

One hundred days is his deadline.

Two days have passed since the Bafang consultation was launched today, so Ouyang Mingxuan only has ninety-eight days to live.

"All nonsense! The master of the hometown is in great health. You cursed him to death. Zhang Fan, what are you worried about?"
Chapter completed!