Of course, this does not mean that every Martial Saint can cure diseases. After all, everyone has their own expertise. Many difficult and complicated diseases cannot be cured simply by drinking holy blood.
Given Xiao Zhanzhan's current condition, if an ordinary Martial Saint were to perform a forced blood transfusion, even if the results were excellent, they would still suffer the same fate, treating the symptoms but not the root cause. The painstakingly injected Holy Blood would continue to be killed by the chaotic white blood cells, and the result would be nothing more than some miracle drug.
It is necessary to combine Jiang Fan's superb medical skills to block and suppress the virus and clear the root cause in order to reshape the blood.
After a while, Jiang Fan used his internal energy to check several times and confirmed that the little guy's leukemia had been completely resolved, so he stopped the blood transfusion and took back all the Tianxuan Divine Needles.
"Zhanzhan, how do you feel?" Jiang Fan asked.
"I feel much better, thank you uncle." Ding Zhanzhan's face regained some color, and the pain in his joints also disappeared.
"Miracle doctor! Thank you... Thank you! I have no use for it. I only have these 800-odd dollars left. But don't worry, miracle doctor. Just tell me the medical expenses and I'll write you an IOU. We will definitely pay you back! Even if I die, my grandson will pay you back!" The old man was so overjoyed that he immediately took out all the savings he had worked so hard to accumulate from under the bed and gave them all to Jiang Fan!
In fact, he was just trying it out with the idea of giving it a try. After all, his grandson was already in this state, so how much worse could he get?
Unexpectedly, Jiang Fan was actually able to cure it!
This is really lucky, I met a genius!
Jiang Fan quickly stopped the old man and said, "When I said it's free, it means free. I won't charge you a penny. And you don't have to thank me, old man. If you really want to thank someone, we should thank you."
"Thank you for your contribution to this beautiful country, which allows us to enjoy peace here!"
"Thank you for risking your life, bravely bearing the brunt of the gunfire, to build a Great Wall of Steel for Kyushu, to defend our country from foreign enemies!"
"If it weren't for people like you who bravely stepped forward in times of crisis, it's hard to imagine what Jiuzhou would be like now! You won't let us down, and we won't let you down either!"
Then, Jiang Fan took out a prepared cash card worth one million yuan and handed it to Old Man Hong, saying, "Old Man, take this card. The child has just recovered from a serious illness and needs to be recuperated and replenished. Besides, further education and other expenses will cost money. This is my gift to you."
"No, no, you have helped me so much. I already feel embarrassed that you don't charge me for medical expenses. How can I still ask you for money? What kind of person would I be?" The old man quickly refused and kept making excuses.
"This is not for you, it's a red envelope for the child. I know you live frugally and don't want to accept favors from others. But it's different for children. As the saying goes, no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education, and no matter how hard it is, you can't make your children suffer. If it really doesn't work, you can ask the child to pay me back when he grows up. Is that okay?" Jiang Fan said quickly.
"Okay, then. I'll write you an IOU right away!" The old man quickly wrote the IOU and wanted to use the medal as collateral.
Jiang Fan naturally didn't want the old man's medal. He found an excuse and immediately took Zhao Yanran away, and tore the IOU into pieces as soon as he left the house.
Afterwards, Jiang Fan took out his cell phone and called Ning Peijiu for the first time.
"Jiang Fan? Why...why are you calling me? Qingya just went back to see her grandfather and is not with me now." Ning Peijiu said a little nervously and a little happy when she received Jiang Fan's call.
"I'm not looking for Gu Qingya, I'm looking for you." Jiang Fan said bluntly.
"What do you want from me?" Ning Peijiu's cheeks suddenly turned red.
Could it be... could it be that he has finally fallen for me? This blockhead has finally come to his senses!
"I'm a little busy these days. If you want to make an appointment with me, I only have time on Saturday..." Ning Peijiu said shyly.
“???”
"What a mess." Jiang Fan naturally didn't understand what Ning Peijiu meant, and he didn't bother to care. He said directly: "I know a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War. He once made great contributions to Jiuzhou, but his life is very difficult now. I think the military should take care of these people, right?"
"Oh, so that's how it is..." Ning Peijiu felt a little disappointed when she heard that. She didn't expect that Jiang Fan was looking for someone like her, which made her feel a little ashamed.
She really wanted to slap herself twice to wake herself up.
This is my best friend's boyfriend. What the hell am I thinking?
So, she quickly made herself serious and replied, "Yes, we have been looking for veterans of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression over the years, helping and caring for them, and thanking them for their contributions to the country."
"Okay, I'll give you an address. You can bring the military leaders over to take a look when the time comes." Jiang Fan said.
"Okay." Ning Peijiu nodded, and then the two hung up the phone.
"Jiang Fan, the old man said he doesn't want to trouble the country. Is it okay for us to do this?" Zhao Yanran asked from the side.
"The old man may not want it, but the country cannot refuse it. This is the most basic respect for the old man's contribution." Jiang Fan replied.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Fan sent another text message to the Dragon King Palace, asking them to pay special attention to the old man's family!
In this impetuous era where everything is about money, it is very rare and precious to be able to still stick to one's noble morals.
But that is no reason why they should be reduced to poverty.
They should be the objects of our respect!
Good people should be rewarded!
If they can’t report it, then Jiang Fan will report it for them!
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