Seeing that everyone was almost ignored by him, Fan Wenhua felt secretly happy.
Ye Fan!! You kid want to wrongly accuse me? Dream!
Just as he was proud, Ye Fan suddenly unscrewed the bottle cap, pinched Fan Wenhua's mouth, and poured the potion into it.
"Ahem...hem!"
"Ye Fan, are you... you are crazy? What are you doing? Why do you want to feed me medicine?"
Fan Wenhua wanted to cough out the poison, but he swallowed all the poison into his stomach. Where could he cough out?
"Fan Wenhua! Didn't you say this is a cough medicine? Since you cough so hard, then you can drink the medicine, it is 'helpful' for you."
Ye Fan deliberately aggravated the tone of the word "benefit" and seemed to be implicating something.
As a result, as soon as his voice fell, Fan Wenhua suddenly frowned because he felt a wave of colic in his abdomen.
At the beginning, in order not to reveal the situation, he still gritted his teeth and endured it tightly, but he could not hold on for a few seconds.
I saw that his face turned gray and blue in pain, his forehead was covered with bean-shaped sweat beads, and his lips were bitten purple.
"Fan Wenhua, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? If you want to cough, just cough!! Don't hold it in, I think you've worked very hard!"
Ye Fan joked quite playfully.
"Yes!! Just a cough, why should I hold it in my mouth?"
"Cough! At most, when you cough, use your hands to block it and don't cough at someone."
"Men cough, cough!! It's not a sin!"
......
The people at the scene mistakenly thought that Fan Wenhua was holding her back and not coughing, for fear of contagious bacteria.
Who knew that the next second, Fan Wenhua did not cough, but screamed "wow", and she thrust her whole body and rolled to the ground, covering her abdomen in pain, screaming in the top of her lungs.
"Ah...ahhh!"
"I...my stomach hurts so much...it hurts so much...Oh! My stomach hurts so much!"
"Help...help!!"
......
"Wait? Didn't Fan Wenhua just say this is a cough medicine? Why is his stomach hurting?"
"Is it really him who poisoned the person just now?"
"Bastard!! He even fooled it into saying it was a cough medicine. It turned out that he was the real murderer!! People like him are too despicable and shameless!!"
......
Suddenly, the people at the scene realized that they had been fooled. Everyone was very angry, as if Fan Wenhua owed them money and refused to pay it back.
"Fan Wenhua!! I didn't expect you to be so vicious? Uncle Zhang is so old that you actually poison him?" Shen Shixue said in anger.
"I?"
Fan Wenhua was also depressed. He originally wanted to frame Ye Fan, but who knew that he would not lose rice without stealing it, but he accidentally got into trouble.
Facing the goddess' scolding, he felt so uncomfortable, but he didn't care about so much. The most urgent thing was to ask Ye Fan for help.
He cured Uncle Zhang's abdominal pain in just a few injections, which also means that he can also untie his poison.
So, Fan Wenhua endured the pain and lay directly on the ground, begging Ye Fan hard, "Ye Fan...oh no! Brother Fan, it was my hands and feet that were touching on the silver needle just now, but I
I know that I am wrong, please, you have a lot of me. Please forgive me for your small mistakes. Please take action and help me detoxify! If you don’t give up your hands, I... I’m so painful!"