The Strongest Magic Doctor in City

Lee Yifann stopped in his tracks. He turned around and walked to the thief. He saw the gangster who was rolling on the ground in pain. He held his chest and did not move at all. His face was ashen and he had difficulty breathing. The situation was very bad.    

    

He frowned. He did not notice the thief's appearance at all. He squatted down and grabbed the thief's wrist to feel his pulse.    

    

Wu Nan knew he was a doctor, so he looked at him expectantly.    

    

Zhang San also came over and suddenly said, "You know how to treat illnesses?"    

    

Lee Yifann glared at him. "Will you die if you stay quiet for a while?"    

    

Zhang San curled his lips and wanted to retort, but just as he opened his mouth, he saw Lee Yifann's fierce and cold eyes. He was so scared that he immediately shrunk his neck and said honestly, "I won't say anymore. Don't talk nonsense anymore. You are busy."    

    

He was cursing in his heart. Did he need to stare at him with such a scary look?    

    

It would scare people to death.    

    

Lee Yifann couldn't be bothered with this fellow who deserved a beating. He carefully inspected the thief. Although this person was a thief and wasn't a good thing, it wasn't a crime worthy of death. Furthermore, if he wanted to punish him, he would have to be treated and sent to Police Station.    

    

"He has a myocardial infarction." After a short while, Lee Yifann gave the diagnosis.    

    

"Heart attack? This illness is very serious. Does he have medicine on him?" Wu Nan quickly let his wife search in the thief's pocket. He took out a small bottle and said, "It should be this. Quickly feed him the medicine!"    

    

The medicine was quickly sent into the thief's mouth, but they soon realized that after taking the medicine, the thief's condition did not improve. Instead, it became more serious.    

    

"The medicine has no effect. What should we do?" Wu Nan's expression changed.    

    

Zhang San was also shocked and said, "No way? This medicine has no effect, he will die, right?"    

    

"What a jinx!" Lee Yifann coldly glared at him.    

    

Zhang San was not convinced and protested, "Why are you staring at me? I was not wrong. It doesn't work if you take the medicine. He could only wait for death. There was no hospital nearby. The closest hospital was more than ten stops away from here. If he was sent there, he would have died a long time ago."    

    

"Shut up and watch him!" Lee Yifann was too lazy to talk nonsense. He took out the family silver needles that he carried with him.    

    

When he saw the silver needles, Zhang San's eyes widened. "You are TCM?"    

    

He thought that Lee Yifann said that he was a doctor purely because he was joking. From the looks of it, it was actually true?    

    

Lee Yifann untied the thief's collar and exposed his chest. He held the silver needle and quickly inserted it into the acupuncture points around the heart.    

    

When everyone saw him pierce the long and thin silver needle into the thief's body, they could not help but cry out in shock.    

    

"Oh my god, such a long silver needle, it was inserted directly like that?"    

    

"Won't people die like this? It's over, it's over, it's going to kill people! "    

    

"Call the police! Let's hurry up and call the police!"    

    

Everyone gasped and discussed animatedly. It was obvious that Lee Yifann's brutal treatment had frightened them.    

    

Wu Nan and Zhang San were also scared to death. They thought to themselves, Is he trying to save someone, or is he trying to kill someone?    

    

However, Lee Yifann completely ignored everyone's criticism. He followed the Heart Protecting Needle acupuncture method and inserted the needle. When the last silver needle fell, the thief's expression immediately relaxed.    

    

"Hmm? His facial expression seems to have improved a little?" Wu Nan, who was very close to the thief, immediately saw the change in expression on the thief's face.    

    

In just a few minutes, the thief's face gradually returned to normal, turning red, and his breathing also calmed down. His hands no longer covered his chest, and he was lying on the ground like a sleeping person.    

    

When they saw this scene, everyone widened their eyes in disbelief.    

    

"What a magical medical skill!"    

    

"Oh, my god! Look at the patient's face. It has become normal so quickly. He actually cured the patient! "    

    

"I saw it earlier. I told you he wasn't harming anyone!"    

    

Everyone exclaimed. Initially, they thought that Lee Yifann was going to kill someone. All of them let out sighs of relief.    

    

Zhang San's eyes almost popped out of his eye sockets. He rubbed his eyes hard, wondering if his eyes were playing tricks on him.    

    

But no matter how hard he rubbed his eyes, he could clearly see that the thief's condition was getting better!    

    

F * ck!    

    

This fellow was really a godly doctor!    

    

After a while, the thief opened his eyes and sat up with his hands on his head, "What, what happened to me? What happened?"    

    

He looked confused. He turned his head and saw a large group of people watching him. His expression changed and he immediately reacted. He stood up and wanted to run.    

    

Smack!    

    

Lee Yifann reached out and grabbed his arm. "You still want to run? Stealing in broad daylight, get lost to Police Station!"    

    

The thief flew into a rage, "Damn it! Let go of me! Kid, mind your own business!"    

    

When Zhang San heard this, he scolded unhappily," Humph! You were sick just now. If it wasn't for him saving you, you would have died long ago! How dare you speak in such a manner? He shouldn't have saved you just now!"    

    

" I was ill? " The thief was stunned.    

    

At this moment, the crowd was in an uproar. Someone shouted, "The police are here!"    

    

Police?    

    

The thief panicked and hurriedly struggled to escape. However, just as he exerted his strength, he was pulled back by an even greater force.    

    

"Be honest!" Lee Yifann snorted coldly. Trying to run away when it was in his hands? This guy was really indulging in fantasy.    

    

The police walked through the crowd and came to a few people. One of the older middle-aged policemen asked, "Someone called the police just now and said there was a thief. Who was it?"    

    

"Him!" Wu Nan's wife immediately pointed at the thief.    

    

Wu Nan nodded and pointed at the thief with his left hand. "It's him. He stole my wife's bag. We chased him for a few streets. Thanks to Young Divine Doctor's help, we caught him. "    

    

The two police officers glanced at them and nodded. "Alright, follow us back to Police Station and make a statement."    

    

A police officer came forward and took out a pair of handcuffs to arrest the thief. Seeing that he could not escape, the thief gave up completely.    

    

After arriving at Police Station and making a statement, Lee Yifann left Police Station. As the person who acted bravely for the sake of justice, he was naturally praised by the police.    

    

As for Zhang San, after coming out, he immediately stuck to him like sticky candy and kept chattering.    

    

"Are you really the Lee Yifann who killed Guan Tenghai?" Zhang San's tone was full of amazement.    

    

"Didn't you see the name on the record?" Lee Yifann rolled his eyes.    

    

"I was just surprised. I didn't think that the person I casually met on the roadside would be such a powerful master!" Zhang San came over with a cheeky face, "You are so powerful. Do you accept disciples?"    

    

Lee Yifann's face darkened when he heard that. "Get lost!"    

    

"Don't do that!" Zhang San wailed, "An expert like you must have mastered many unique skills. If you don't find a disciple, won't your skills be lost forever?"    

    

Black lines appeared on Lee Yifann's forehead. He turned around and left.    

    

Zhang San rushed over and hugged his thigh, "Big brother, you have to pity me. Take me as your disciple!"    

    

"Psycho! Let go of me immediately. If you don't let go, I'll beat you to death!"    

    

"I won't, unless you take me as your disciple!"    

    

"If you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish!"