The master said this, and Dr. Sun had no reason to continue to hold on. He could only give Yan Feiyang a angrily glance and stand behind the master obediently.

But Dr. Sun's eyes were always staring at Yan Feiyang, and he would never let go of any subtle movements of the other party. As long as he noticed something was wrong, he would let Yan Feiyang know what embarrassment was.

It only takes one simple mistake. Dr. Sun is confident that Yan Feiyang will regret today's decision extremely.

Dr. Sun's psychological quality is still too poor. He is not like his master, but he is surprisingly calm at this time.

Mr. Zhou was calm because he felt that this plan was foolproof and it was easy to deal with a small person like Yan Feiyang. Now it was as simple as catching a turtle in a jar.

Yan Feiyang was still too young. He jumped into Mr. Zhou's trap because he was voluntarily, but Yan Feiyang could not control it. Now everything will develop as Mr. Zhou expected.

Mr. Zhou has full confidence in himself. His decades of experience will never allow him to lose to a guy like Yan Feiyang who doesn’t know where he appears.

Yan Feiyang looked at the old man lying quietly on the hospital bed with concentration, turning a blind eye to all the interference from the outside world, his eyes were concentrated, and his eyes flashed slightly.

He was not in a hurry to take the pulse of Mr. Fang because he had already taken it before. What he had to do now is to judge why the old man was in a coma. That is the cause.

Yan Feiyang had several guesses in his mind. After observing closely for a while, he had already vaguely leaned towards one of them.

But what Yan Feiyang couldn't understand was why anyone would use such sinister means to an elderly man of such an old age.

Just thinking about it makes people shudder.

Yan Feiyang's eyes trembled and he made up his mind to find out the envoy behind him and never let him continue to harm others.

I made up my mind that there was only one question before Yan Feiyang, how to regain what originally belonged to the old man.

But this is not something that can be said simply. Because Mr. Fang was taken away by someone, it was the most important soul.

Yan Feiyang cannot deduce what method the other party is using for the time being, but he can basically confirm. The old man's current state is a walking corpse.

It’s just that because the old man is old, he is not like the ordinary person who has his soul taken away, he has only physical body and no five senses.

The old man's condition is more serious, so he looks no different from a vegetative person. He has been in a deep coma from the beginning.

After carefully examining the old man's pulse and appearance, Yan Feiyang's brows stretched slightly.

He turned to Minister Fang and said, "Please ask unrelated people to leave this ward temporarily, and at most two more can be left."

"Okay, I'll stay." Minister Fang responded without saying a word, without asking Yan Feiyang the reason.

"In this case, there is another person who must be my master. He is the most respected person here. If something goes wrong, he can still take charge of the overall situation."

Dr. Sun then said, looking as if he was taken for granted.

He said this, and the others felt embarrassed to stay. Especially Fang Qiong, she wanted to stay here, not only because she was worried about her grandfather, but also because she was curious about what Yan Feiyang was going to do.

When Mr. Zhou was about to stay, Fang Qiong couldn't help but frown slightly. But then she thought that with her father there, she could not do anything out of the ordinary.

"Okay, then Mr. Zhou and I stay. You guys go out and wait for a while."

Minister Fang ordered quickly.

Wen Yongfeng glanced at Yan Feiyang and saw that the other party nodded slightly, then he walked out of the ward with confidence.

After Dr. Sun exchanged glances with his master, he called the bodyguards at the door to go out together.

Minister Fang had already said so clearly, and Fang Qiong couldn't say anything else, so he could only leave the ward reluctantly with the help of his mother.

As a result, only Yan Feiyang, Minister Fang and Mr. Zhou were left in the ward.

Yan Feiyang stood beside the bed, closest to the old man. Minister Fang stood not far away, his eyes focused on his father. Mr. Zhou sat on the other side, far away from the bed, but he could also clearly see Yan Feiyang's movements.

The three people were divided into three parts of the ward, showing a triangle.

It seems that all parties have equal interests, and anyone's actions will be exposed to the sight of the other two. This is the best positioning for the three of them.

Yan Feiyang obviously didn't care much about this. He left the two of them just to supervise him. So it would be even more troublesome to be confused and explain it clearly later.

And he guessed early in the morning that these two people would be staying in the ward.

Minister Fang and Mr. Zhou.

This is the best way. Minister Fang is the most authoritative of everyone. As long as he can believe in everything that will happen next, it will be very easy to do so later.

As for Mr. Zhou, it is necessary to let him stay. Because he stood opposite Yan Feiyang, if he was not allowed to participate, even if the old man woke up, he would not be convinced.

Yan Feiyang was considerate and thoughtful, so that Minister Fang could be easier so as not to waste all his energy on irrelevant trivial matters.

"Xiaoyan, what are you going to do?"

Minister Fang couldn't help but ask when he saw that the ward door was closed again.

It seems that what Yan Feiyang has to do is not simple, otherwise he would not have sent so many people, leaving him and Mr. Zhou in the ward.

For some reason, Minister Fang was rarely nervous. He couldn't say whether he was nervous about the unknown or his confidence in Yan Feiyang began to shake.

Minister Fang took a deep breath, tried to put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, and focused his whole body and mind on Yan Feiyang.

Yan Feiyang did not answer, but walked straight to the window and opened the window in a flash.

A comfortable cool breeze blew, which relaxed Minister Fang's originally tense emotions. He looked at Yan Feiyang's actions in wonder, not knowing what the other party was going to do.

Mr. Zhou was also confused and couldn't understand Yan Feiyang's actions, so he thought the other party was making a fool of himself, so he became more and more disgusted with this young man who was ignorant of the world.

Yan Feiyang reached out his hand outside the window, pulled a leaf from the tree, quickly retracted his arm, and closed the window again.

The whole movement was smooth and smooth, as if it had been planned for a long time, without any pause in the process.

When Minister Fang and Mr. Zhou came to their senses, Yan Feiyang had already added a leaf in his hand.

Yan Feiyang kept moving and gently placed the leaves in a clean bowl.

Because Minister Fang and his wife usually take care of the old man in the ward, there are still some basic tableware here. Although the old man cannot eat, they still have to take care of themselves.

If someone in the Fang family falls ill, things will become more and more troublesome.

Just when Minister Fang was a little distracted, Yan Feiyang had already poured half a bowl of clear water into the bowl. The leaves were still sinking at the bottom of the bowl, and there was no intention of floating.

Mr. Zhou became more and more confused as he looked at it, but because Minister Fang was here, he didn't ask too much, so he could only try to record every move of Yan Feiyang so that the score could be settled later.

Minister Fang then saw clearly that the bowl was a sycamore leaf. He looked out the window again and saw a thick sycamore tree, and the leaves on the tree were swaying in the wind.

This was the first time that the old man had been hospitalized for so long that Minister Fang noticed a sycamore tree outside the window. He felt better in an instant, because as the saying goes, the omen tree has a good omen.

Yan Feiyang quietly looked at the sycamore leaves in the bowl. After about half a minute, he suddenly said, "Minister Fang, please drink this bowl of water for the old man."

Minister Fang was stunned for a few steps and walked to Yan Feiyang's side. Before his brain could react, he reached out to take the bowl from Yan Feiyang's hand.

Seeing the half bowl of water, Minister Fang couldn't help but frown slightly and said, "Do you have to drink all these?"

It was not Minister Fang who asked this on purpose, but since the old man fell into a coma, he basically relied on infusion to survive. He really didn't have the confidence to let the old man drink so much water.

Fortunately, Yan Feiyang shook his head and said, "Just take a sip."

Minister Fang then breathed a sigh of relief, took a clean spoon, scooped a spoonful of water, and put it to the old man's mouth.

In fact, Minister Fang was still very unsure, but for some reason, when Yan Feiyang said that he would do this without doubt.

It seems like I know that the old man can drink it.

As it turned out, it was indeed as Yan Feiyang said. The old man who had not eaten or drunk for such a long time seemed to feel something to do, and he swallowed the water from the spoon without any obstacles.

Minister Fang looked at his father's actions in surprise, unable to believe his eyes.

He stood there blankly, forgot to put down the spoon in his hand, and just held the bowl and stared at the old man on the hospital bed motionlessly.

"Okay, give me the bowl." Yan Feiyang's calm voice sounded at the right time, and he pulled Minister Fang back.

If Yan Feiyang hadn't spoken in time, Minister Fang would have thought everything just now was an illusion.

Minister Fang hurriedly handed Yan Feiyang the bowl in his hand. Yan Feiyang nodded and put the bowl aside.

For a moment, the ward returned to the silence of the needle dropping. No one spoke, and unconsciously held his breath and waited for Yan Feiyang's next action.

Mr. Zhou is old and has never seen any strange things, but he has never heard of Yan Feiyang's trick before seeing a doctor.

Moreover, Yan Feiyang's every move doesn't seem to be treating someone, but rather it's more like...

superstitious.

Minister Fang and Mr. Zhou both thought of the same word.

There was no obvious expression on both of them, and they seemed to have reached a tacit understanding. But in fact, they had their own thoughts.

Mr. Zhou always felt that Yan Feiyang's movements were very similar to the way he danced a great god in some places, but he had only seen water soaked by drinking talisman paper, and had never seen soaking water with sycamore leaves. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!