Yang Fan's medical profession has actually been activated for a long time.

But except for the primary therapy, I have had the opportunity to use it occasionally, I have never used other medical skills.

He just told Wang Zhihe and Zhao Lin that his medical skills were very average, but in fact he was not humble and polite, but that his medical skills were really average.

His chef's profession has just been given to the first level of chef's apprenticeship by him, and he is just an experience value of 181 o'clock.

However, his medical experience in the profession of doctors is only less than 30 o'clock, which means he has just gotten into the side of a doctor.

At this level, he may be inferior to a medical student at school. It’s okay to pretend to be good, but if he really treats someone, he will be a little timid.

So, when Ms. Zhao Lin looked at her so earnestly, Yang Fan smiled awkwardly and felt a little guilty.

He is really not as powerful as these people think.

The reason why Wang Yuansheng was poisoned just now is that most of them were actually blind.

I really shouldn't have talked too much just now!

Why can’t I stop talking when I get bragging?

It's a bit swelling!

"I...do my best!"

Yang Fan pretended to be calm and nervously stretched out his right hand, placing his finger on Wang Yuansheng's wrist.

"You auscultally examine the meridians of the sixth-level martial artist Wang Yuansheng, and further deepened your understanding of the human body's qi and blood veins. Your medical skills are significantly improved, and your medical skills are +5, and your therapeutic effect is +1."

"You auscultally examine the meridians of the sixth-level martial artist Wang Yuansheng, and further deepened your understanding of the human body's qi and blood veins. Your medical skills are significantly improved, and your medical skills are +5, and your therapeutic effect is +1."

"You auscultally examine the meridians of the sixth-level martial artist Wang Yuansheng, and further deepened your understanding of the human body's qi and blood veins. Your medical skills are significantly improved, and your medical skills are +5, and your therapeutic effect is +1."

With three consecutive system prompts, Yang Fan directly improved his medical skills of fifteen points and his therapeutic effect.

Yang Fan was stunned, and he didn't expect that he would have such a big unexpected gain just by just doing a good job of treating someone's pulse.

Although there are only three experiences, this is only for one person. If he diagnoses different patients more times and wants to improve his medical skills to the advanced level, wouldn’t it be easy?

It's as easy as cooking!

Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh softly that the experience gains of these deputy positions seem to be much simpler than the strength of qi and blood and mental power. As long as you are not lazy and can easily get the experience by handing around.

Safe, simple, and pain-free.

If he wants to be a happy salted fish in the future, he can consider filling up all these deputy positions and finding a safer city to live well, at least, he will not have to worry about food and drink.

As his medical experience increased, Yang Fan suddenly had some common sense in his mind, and he felt that he was becoming more and more serious doctor.

Confidence returns quietly, and the more majestic the momentum is, perhaps the cowhide I just blew out can be realized.

"Come on, stretch your tongue and look at the tongue."

Wang Yuansheng stretched out his tongue as he said, and Yang Fan lowered his head and glanced.

"You checked the tongue of the level 6 martial artist Wang Yuansheng and found that he was weak in qi and blood and dampness entered his body. Your understanding of the traditional Chinese medicine Wangzizhi has further deepened, and his medical skills have increased, with medical skills +5, and therapeutic effects +1."

"You looked at Wang Yuansheng's expression and eyes and found that his essence was dispersed and his face was not gathered, and his face was dim and unclear. Your understanding of the traditional Chinese medicine's Wangzi Ruo has been further deepened, and medical skills have increased, medical skills +5, therapeutic effects +1."

“…”

Yang Fan seemed to have discovered the rules and began to keep doing various examinations around Wang Yuansheng, and used all the techniques of looking, listening, asking, cutting, and prescription and diagnosis in traditional Chinese medicine.

Regardless of whether he can do it or not, as long as he makes the corresponding actions, the system will give corresponding experience rewards, which is simply too simple.

Soon, when Yang Fan's medical experience exceeded 100 points, he also received a systematic prompt, just like his cooking experience:

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, the medical skills value reached 100 points, and he successfully obtained the professional title of Physician Apprentice, Medical skills +10, Professional level +1. Current professional level: Physician Apprentice Level 1 (112/1000)."

The position of a doctor has officially entered a normal track. The first level of doctor apprenticeship does not sound very good, but only Yang Fan himself knows that the doctor apprenticeship described in the system is much more awesome than ordinary serious doctors.

Just like him, a first-class chef apprentice, the food he made could make Wang Zhihe and Zhao Lin, who almost ate all the entire garrison, appreciate it, which is enough to explain the problem.

Yang Fan’s real cooking skills are actually no less than many of the top cooking masters in the guard office. Otherwise, when they first met, Wang Zhihe and Zhao Lin would not have been directly called masters.

After he advanced to the level of medical skills to the first level of medical apprenticeship, Yang Fan could basically no longer get more medical experience from Wang Yuansheng, so he simply stopped all examinations and consultations.

Sit back to his seat gently, Yang Fan looked up confidently, looked down at Wang Zhihe and his wife who were looking at him, and said indifferently: "Sorry, two, I haven't checked out what kind of poison you are like in the Lord Ling."

Wang Zhihe and Zhao Lin's expressions darkened at the same time. Unexpectedly, the hope turned into disappointment again. Yang Fan couldn't see what poison this was.

"But." Yang Fan's words turned around, causing Wang Zhi and his wife's little heart to raise up again. The two couldn't help but look up at Yang Fan excitedly. Yang Fan continued: "Although I don't know what poison it is, I have made some obvious characteristics of this poison. If it is treated, it may have a certain effect."

"real?!"

"really?!"

Wang Zhenghe and Zhao Lin asked at the same time, with surprise in their eyes.

Yang Fan nodded, raised his hand and patted Wang Yuansheng's little head, and said, "The one in this little brother is actually a hallucinogenic pill similar to the nerve-like nature. Its toxicity is actually not fatal, and it will not even cause any substantial harm to the human body directly."

"But one thing is that it will hide in the patient's qi and blood meridians, constantly sending a false signal to the human central nervous system like I am full and I am not hungry to deceive the brain, causing the patient to experience anorexia symptoms of decreased appetite and not wanting to eat without realizing it."

It is a very bizarre poison, but it really exists in Wang Yuansheng's body.

Yang Fan didn't know whether he was accidentally obsessed with the way of some kind of monster, or whether someone was deliberately using this poison to harm him invisibly.

This has nothing to do with him. Now he only cares about how to remove the neurotoxin in his body.

Wang Zhihe's face paused, as if he could hear some of Yang Fan's implications, and the expression on his eyes was a little gloomy.

But Zhao Lin didn't think so much. She begged Yang Fan in a silence, "I hope Mr. Yang can use his skills to relieve this toxin as soon as possible for my baby!"

She didn't care how bizarre and rare this poison was, she only cared whether Yang Fan could detoxify Wang Yuansheng. Her son didn't eat every day and could only live with the spiritual medicine and blood. She felt so distressed.

As long as Wang Yuansheng can return to normal, she is willing to pay any price.

"Now I have two plans." Yang Fan said: "One is that I also use hypnosis to fight poison with poison, forcibly breaking the illusion in the mind of the young master, and let him regain his appetite for eating."

"The other is to use a unique healing technique I learned in an ancient medical book to see if I can try to purify or expel this strange poison."

"Both methods are possible and they also have certain unexpected risks. Should I let you choose whether to rescue Mr. Ling?"

Yang Fan looked at Wang Zheng and his wife and said, "Don't rush to make a decision. Maybe you have a better medical treatment, go to the garrison palace, or Jinghua City, Wudu District, and Federal Central City, where the medical conditions are better, and there are many doctors better than me. You may be able to go there and have more check-outs."

Wang Zhenghe has a good identity and should not have been so anxious to seek medical treatment. So Yang Fan judged that they would go to the guard office and might just seek medical treatment.

If they really had a better choice, Yang Fan would never stop him, nor would he be jealous. After all, the doctor is just his deputy, and he doesn't rely on this to make a living.

Of course, more importantly, Yang Fan cannot really guarantee that his treatment plan will be effective. If there are other options, he doesn't want to take this risk.

If a person is cured, it will be terrible.

"To be honest," Wang Zhenghe also saw Yang Fan's concerns and said openly: "We went to the garrison office to change the route and rush to Jinghua City. There, we have made an appointment with a famous doctor who is famous throughout the entire federal government."

"However, the journey to Jinghua is long. Even if you take an intercontinental spacecraft, it will take at least more than a month to arrive. I and Neiko have no problem, but in this state, it is unlikely that it can last on an intercontinental spacecraft for more than half a month."

"So, we are actually at a desperate situation." Wang Zhenghe said bitterly: "If we didn't meet you today, you may have gone to the intercontinental spaceship to bet on Yuansheng's luck and see if he is destined to go to Jinghua. Now, since you have a way, why should we go to the nearest and far away again and go to the dead end of life."

Zhao Lin was stunned and couldn't help but look at Wang Zhenghe: "Wang Zhenghe! Didn't you tell me before that there are risks in going to Beijing, but you can minimize this risk? Why are you lying to me now! Are you right?!"

Wang Zhenghe smiled bitterly and said to Zhao Lin apologized: "I am afraid that the wife will be worried all the way, and it will be useless and will affect the mood of the child, so I have been hiding something. Please don't blame me."

Knowing that they will die forever, don’t they go?

It is impossible. Neither Wang Zhenghe nor Zhao Lin would give up his life so easily. Wang Zhenghe deliberately concealed the truth, but he just didn't want his wife to be too desperate, and she was so sad all day long that she cried.

It would be enough for him to bear some pain alone in secret.

Zhao Lin's eyes suddenly turned red, tears fell down, and she looked at Wang Zhenghe with heartache: "How could I blame you? If you don't tell me, you are afraid that I will not be able to bear it. You know me, I am timid and careless. If I knew Yuansheng's real situation in advance, I might have nothing to do with Yuansheng, and I would have fallen down first."

"You can't sleep all night these days, so you should be worried about this matter. You take everything alone, and I'm watching it, feeling distressed."

As he said that, Zhao Lin couldn't help but raise her hand and stroke Wang Zhenghe's face, tears flowing even more.

"Mom doesn't cry, I'm fine, dad is fine!"

Wang Yuansheng looked up at his mother and whispered softly that this little guy seemed to know his condition, but he acted more calm than his mother.

Perhaps it is because I am too young and I don’t know what life and death are.

Wang Zheng each stretched out his arms and hugged his wife and son in his arms. Then Zheng Sheng said to Yang Fan: "Little brother, we want all the two plans you mentioned. Just let it go. If not, can we still be more miserable than drifting on an intercontinental spacecraft?"

Yang Fan nodded slightly, and was really moved by the family of three.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang." Yang Fan comforted softly: "Even if both solutions are ineffective, don't forget that I am still a chef with pretty good skills. With me here, the young master will not be hungry. At least, you don't have to worry about his anorexia in a short period of time!"

When Wang Zhenghe heard this, his expression moved, and a divine light flashed in his eyes.

Maybe he has a better solution!

If Yang Fan could not relieve Yuan Sheng's poison, they might consider taking Yang Fan onto the intercontinental spacecraft.

With a chef like Yang Fan who cooks various delicious foods for Yuansheng every day, it will definitely greatly increase the chance of Yuan Life's arrival in Jinghua City.

As for whether Yang Fan is willing or not.

It is not within Wang Zhenghe's consideration at all.

Because to him, that doesn't matter at all, isn't it?

Money can make the devil push the mill. As long as there is enough interest to attract, there is nothing he can't do!
Chapter completed!