Unparalleled Immortal Physician

Zheng Zhiying was shocked, and shrank a little.

Zhang Fan raised his finger up, and then wiped it again.

Zheng Zhiying only felt an indescribable comfort spreading from the scar to her whole body, her whole body was immersed in this unrivaled feeling, as if there was a magical power that captured her soul all at once.

She closed her eyes slightly, her almond eyes were full of spring, and her breathing was a little short.

"Okay, it's okay." Zhang Fan smiled and moved his hand away.

It took Zheng Zhiying a few seconds to wake up from this wonderful hallucination. She opened her eyes, saw Zhang Fan looking at her, and hurriedly put down her skirt to cover her ribs, "Are you all right?"

"never mind."

"You haven't been cured yet, what's the matter?" Zheng Zhiying thought Zhang Fan was joking.

"Look for yourself!" Zhang Fan said, using one finger to open her clothes a little.She stood still and didn't dodge, hoping in her heart that he would pick him to the end.

But Zhang Fan was very measured, he only picked a pipa to half cover his face, and then stopped, motioning for her to continue to open the clothes.

Zheng Zhiying was dubious, so she simply took off all her clothes and looked down at her ribs.

"Ah!" she screamed, almost choking with shock.

"I'm not lying to you!" Zhang Fan was a little proud.

"You, you, are you a man or a god?" Zheng Zhiying almost knelt down!Is this Zhang Fan in front of him a wizard?

"I'm a human, not a god. It's just that I learned a kind of qigong. I used qi to disperse the accumulated blood on your scars and restore the original color of your skin. This is not worth making a fuss about!" The principle of "people", deliberately using this kind of rhetoric to cover up the magic of his little master!

Zheng Zhiying stared at Zhang Fan with the eyes of a believer worshiping a god for a while, and then let out a long sigh of relief: "You are so godly, if you go to participate in the competition, you will definitely win the first prize."

Zhang Fan smiled softly: "Sister Zheng, I really don't care about rankings. If it wasn't for your title, President Yang would take me there in eight sedan chairs, and I wouldn't go either."

Zheng Zhiying sighed, fastened the buttons one by one, and whispered: "You have helped me so much, how can I help you?"

"I have all kinds of certificates and official seals for the beauty products company. Can you talk to Director You and say hello to me everywhere?" Zhang Fan said awkwardly.According to his own estimate, without the help of noble people, it would take at least half a year to complete the seventeen official seals!

Zheng Zhiying thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Are you willing to rely on me?"

"Who do you rely on?"

"Affiliate to the medical school of Jiangqing University. There is a medical research institute in the medical school. You affiliate in, give them a little commission, use their name as a cover, and then you don't need to apply for any documents."

Oh my God!

And such good things?

"Sister Zheng, I'm so moved that I'm about to cry!" Zhang Fan said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Go, go to Principal Yang, and ask the principal to arrange the matter to the Institute of Medicine."

After eating, the two hurried to Jiangqing University to meet President Yang.

Principal Yang is a very straightforward person. When we met, he held Zhang Fan's hand tightly: "I have heard a lot about your deeds. A genius doctor, a rare talent. It is really great that we can hire you in the School of Medicine of Jiangqing University." pleasure."

"Principal Yang, I am ashamed of receiving such a high evaluation from you. Maybe I will let you down." Zhang Fan couldn't forget to say a few words of humility.

"With your magical skills, this competition will definitely turn the tide for the medical school of Jiangqing University!"

President Yang immediately called the dean and vice dean of the medical school, as well as the leaders of the Academic Affairs Office, the Science and Technology Industry Office, and the Finance Office. Together, they made a final decision on Zhang Fan's beauty products company. Down: Zhang Fan's company is completely affiliated with the health research institute affiliated to the medical school, but he takes care of his own finances and pays a symbolic management fee of 5000 yuan to the medical school every year.Jiangqing University hired Zhang Fan as a visiting professor of the medical school, and the lecture fee for each lecture was 8000 yuan.

After finishing all this, Zhang Fan was refreshed, and he and Zheng Zhiying left the principal's office, went to the student dormitory to visit his younger sister Zhang Yan, left her 2000 yuan, and left the university.

He had just driven out of the city, and before he got on the highway, suddenly an extended Lincoln caught up behind him.

Lincoln is Lincoln. With one acceleration, it surpasses Zhang Fan's Chevrolet.

Just as Zhang Fan was about to scold, he saw the Lincoln car flashing double flashing lights in front of him.

This is to signal Zhang Fan to stop.

Zhang Fan slowed down slowly and stopped the car beside a gas station, while the Lincoln also backed up and stopped two meters in front of the Chevrolet.

Zhang Fan got out of the car and watched as the Lincoln car slowly opened the door, and a strong man in black came out from inside.

He gently closed the car door and walked straight towards Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan was secretly startled: Could it be another Wei Fuzi-style killer?

He couldn't help but tighten his hands, ready to attack at any time.

The man in black is wearing a black suit with a stand-up collar and his neckline is tightly buttoned, but from the degree of protrusion of the clothes, one can guess how well-developed his muscles are!

The two hands are black and red, with long hairs, which look like bear paws.

His steps are extremely regular, like a guard of honor, every step is solid and powerful, giving people a robot feeling: cold and ruthless.

When he was two meters away, he stretched out his hand towards Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan stretched out his little hand casually, and shook hands with the other party.

"Are you Mr. Zhang Fan?"

"You're not mistaken."

Zhang Fan looked directly into the opponent's eyes.

Recently, Zhang Fan has shown more and more achievements in practicing the ancient Yuanxuanqing Yin-Yang secret art. The most obvious feature is that he is twice as sensitive to the feeling of the aura around him: whether there is danger in the aura of the other party depends on Zhang Fan's own. There will be an obvious reaction in the aura.

Obviously, the man in front of him was extremely fierce.

This kind of fierceness is similar to the kind of fierceness that comes with the butcher!

In the livestock trading market, most cattle, sheep, mules and horses can instinctively sense who is the butcher. Therefore, when the butcher buys them, they either neigh endlessly, or tremble with fright and tears in their eyes.

And this person has at least dozens of lives in his hands to "create" such a terrifying butcher aura.

Zhang Fan couldn't help becoming vigilant, ready to meet the opponent's attack at any time.

"Excuse me, someone wants to see you." The man in black said in an irresistible voice, then turned to ask Zhang Fan to go forward.

"Is it an order?"

"Yes, and no. It depends on how you understand it."

"That is to say, if I say go, your words are inviting me; if I don't go, then your words are an ultimatum. Right?"

"Mr. Zhang is really smart, I admire you." The man in black cupped his hands, somewhat sincerely.

"If it was an ultimatum, would you drag me into your car?" Zhang Fan asked softly.