"So, I trust Zhang Fan. Although I don't understand how he got his medical skills, this is the fact." Ding Yang said, and immediately stared at Zhang Dongyang.

"Senior, I think your hand was also cured by Zhang Fan, right?"

Zhang Dongyang nodded heavily: "I was injured when I was a soldier, so I retired from the army. I went to countless hospitals in Kyoto, but nothing could be done. Now!"

Zhang Dongyang raised his hand, made a fist, and slammed it on the table.

Suddenly, the tabletop shattered.

A group of people were shocked.

Damn, this is solid wood about six centimeters thick.

Damn it, beat him up with one punch, this kid’s dad is so damn untouchable.

None of the wealthy businessmen present had some powerful bodyguards, but something like this was impossible to do.

Suddenly, a group of people caught Zhang Dongyang's attention.

If you let him be your bodyguard...

Weng Shuang looked in disbelief.

As the deputy director of this city, it is naturally impossible to lie to her.

Moreover, eight special police officers were seriously injured, which can be found out with just a little investigation.

Can this kid really cure himself?

No, which method can really cure the disease?

"You see, I didn't lie to you." Zhang Fan spread his hands and said.

Weng Shuang's face was uncertain. Her eyes fell on Zhang Fan. After thinking for a while, her face turned red and she asked: "Is there no other way?"

Zhang Fan shook his head: "With my current medical skills, I can only think of this one."

Weng Shuang's face turned red again and he asked in a low voice: "Can anyone else take my place?"

"It shouldn't be possible. Only I can do this." Zhang Fan said.

"Humph, you're not lying to me, are you?" Weng Shuang snorted. After all, the treatment method is too...

"Then you go find someone else and try." Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

"Huh, gangster." Weng Shuang snorted coldly, and then began to think deeply.

To treat it or not to treat it? Or find someone else to try?

"Shuang'er, what is the treatment method? Please tell me and everyone will listen." Qin Shuang asked.

Suddenly, Weng Shuang's face turned red again: "Aunt Qin, stop asking."

"Little girl Weng Shuang, tell me." Several older women shouted. They were also very curious. Can Weng Shuang's disease really be cured?

Weng Yufeng was stunned. He got up from the ground in a daze and looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief. Immediately, he walked over with excitement on his face: "Brother, you must cure my sister. As long as you can cure it, what?"

It’s up to you, money is not an issue.”

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes, is this about money?

"Weng Yufeng, get out of here." Weng Shuang immediately gritted his teeth, pointed at Weng Yufeng and shouted coldly.

Weng Yufeng hurriedly ran over: "Sister, don't think too hard. Look at you now. No one wants to go on a blind date. At least you have to live a more exciting life. You can't give up treatment. Sister, I am the only sister like you.

"

Weng Shuang gritted his teeth and became so angry that he stepped directly on Weng Yufeng's foot.

"Ah, sister, you are committing murder. Oh my god, why do I have a sister like you? Oh, what evil did I commit in my previous life?" Weng Yufeng screamed.

Weng Shuang's expression changed.

Yes, as Weng Yufeng said, no one in the entire S city knows her as a wife. Every time those men see her, they are more frightened than seeing a ghost.

How can you still get married if you are like this?

Since you can't get married, why not live a wonderful life as Weng Yufeng said.

"Okay, I promise you, but it will take a month. If I don't recover by then, I will die in front of your house." Weng Shuang looked at Zhang Fan with determination.

"ah?"

This time it was Zhang Fan's turn to be surprised.

Wocao, is this black rose going to agree to this?

But why does Mao have to wait until a month later?

"Shuang'er, you have to think clearly!" Ye Yanran glared at Zhang Fan fiercely and said while standing next to Weng Shuang.

"You damn girl, why are you talking? Isn't Shuang'er your best friend? Don't you wish her well?" Qin Shuang glared at Ye Yanran.

Ye Yanran felt so wronged that she wanted to die.

Mom, if you knew the treatment methods of this bastard Zhang Fan, you would definitely be shocked.

Weng Shuang smiled resolutely: "I have thought about it. Anyway, my life is worse than death now, so I might as well give it a try. If it gets better, I will start traveling around the world."

"Oh, you!" Ye Yanran sighed, but immediately, she glared at Zhang Fan fiercely.

"If Shuang'er is not cured, I will chop you into pieces."

Zhang Fan's back felt cold, and at this moment, he also felt a little regretful.

Especially Weng Shuang's resolute look gave him a feeling of death.

If it really fails, Weng Shuang, the black rose, might really commit suicide in front of his own house.

Damn it, flower protection system, don't cause trouble for me, I'd rather not have this shot.

"Boy, are you sure?" Zhang Dongyang asked quickly.

As someone who walks on the edge of life and death, he can naturally see the determination in Weng Shuang's eyes.

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth. At this moment, he could only choose to believe in the flower protection system. After all, this guy had never fallen out of control before.

"Absolutely. If she can't be cured, I will die with her." Zhang Fan swore.

Damn, this life is blocked!

"Bah, you are not going to die, stop talking nonsense." Qin Shuang started to sigh quickly.

When Weng Shuang heard Zhang Fan's words, his sad eyes suddenly lit up.

"If it can't be cured, will you really accompany me to death?"

Zhang Fan raised his hand: "I swear, if I can't cure you, I will find a rope to hang myself!"

Weng Shuang's heart froze. Listening to Zhang Fan's oath, her heart skipped a beat.

"Huh, gangster." Weng Shuang hummed quickly, then turned and left.

"Hey, sister, don't run so fast, strenuous exercise will make you hot." Weng Yufeng said quickly and ran out.

Seeing Weng Shuang running away inexplicably, a group of wealthy businessmen also became excited.

"Brother Zhang Fan, my old man got cancer last year. Is there any way you can cure him?" A middle-aged man walked over with a hint of hope in his eyes.

"Yes, little brother, are you free? I want to talk to you privately." A middle-aged couple also came over and said quickly.

"That's right, little brother, you can set the price as you like. Even if it's tens of millions, I can still get it." Another person said.

Seeing countless people surrounding him, Zhang Fan also felt dizzy.
Chapter completed!