Super Student's Three-realms Army

He brought the girl directly to Wuzhou City's First People's Hospital.    

On the way here, Zhang Xiaofan stopped at a nearby pharmacy. I bought a box of silver needles, by the way.    

At the same time, he heard it from the girl.    

The sick person was her father. And her father had a very serious type of diabetes.    

This was because in the current Chinese medical field, there was a deep respect for foreign martial artists.    

the extreme admiration for western medicine.    

So, generally, this is a very serious type of diabetes.    

It was also a conservative treatment that could only be achieved by injecting insulin, as well as some necessary drugs.    

At the most, it can be done without deterioration for a short period of time.    

As for the other treatments, they were completely helpless.    

And Zhao Liying's father was just like that.    

People develop diabetes in their middle age.    

It was treated by western medicine, but it did not have any obvious effect.    

As time passed, his illness also gradually became more serious.    

As a result, Zhao Liying's father had basically completely lost his ability to take care of himself.    

Even his left eye was about to go blind due to the severe diabetes.    

In short, the patient was in critical condition.    

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan did not dare to delay any longer.    

He had originally wanted to get closer to this commoner school beauty.    

The idea of improving the relationship between the two of them was completely forgotten by Zhang Xiaofan.    

After buying the silver needles, he tightened the throttle.    

He and Zhao Li Ying rushed to the hospital where their father was.    

"…"    

"Zhang Xiaofan, sorry to trouble you."    

He arrived at the ward where his father was.    

Zhao Li Ying lowered her head and muttered softly to Zhang Xiaofan.    

"There is no trouble, there is no trouble. It is the duty of a doctor to treat and save a patient."    

"If, it's not to save the dying and help the wounded."    

"What do I need this medical skill for? To be used as a decoration. "    

Zhang Xiaofan waved his hand as he and Zhao Li Ying came to the bedside.    

Upon seeing his father lying on the sickbed, Zhang Xiaofan frowned without a trace.    

On the sickbed, his father's face was haggard and his eyes were sunken in.    

Even a blind man could see that his father's condition had worsened.    

It was so much so that the onlookers couldn't bear to look at it.    

However, his father's diabetes had reached a very serious stage.    

Fortunately, he was quite clear-headed.    

Upon seeing Zhang Xiaofan and Zhao Liying enter the ward, he spoke in a low voice.    

"Liying is here."    

"Your mom just left not long ago, there's no need for you to be in such a hurry."    

As he spoke, his tone paused slightly.    

He then turned his gaze to Zhang Xiaofan, who was standing beside him, and spoke.    

"Li Ying, this is?"    

"Dad, this is my classmate, Zhang Xiaofan."    

After Zhao Liying briefly introduced herself.    

Zhang Xiaofan politely greeted his father, who was sitting on the sickbed.    

He then walked over and placed his right hand on his father's right pulse.    

He concentrated his mind and started to check Liu Ming's pulse.    

"Buzz, Buzz!"    

However, just as Zhang Xiaofan was thinking of a way to treat his father's diabetes mellitus as soon as possible …    

At this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated.    

Another WeChat message was sent over.    

"Doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, reward 300 contribution points."