Because of these two requirements, he didn't want to choose. No matter which one he chose, it would be fatal!
At this time, Jiang Weiming turned around and said coldly to Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, now that my son is here, when are you going to help my son heal his hands and feet?"
Ye Fan smiled slightly and said: "Since Mr. Jiang is so anxious, I will treat your son's hands and feet first!"
"Then please!"
Jiang Weiming stepped aside with a dark face. He wanted to see how Ye Fan cured Jiang Boan's hands and feet without any medical equipment.
"Hehe! You're welcome, I'm just taking money from others to help them out of trouble! Why are you so polite?" Ye Fan grinned, and then walked slowly in front of Jiang Bo'an.
As the saying goes: Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years!
Perhaps the scene where Ye Fan tortured himself last time was too terrifying, which left an indelible shadow on Jiang Boyan's heart. Therefore, when he saw Ye Fan walking in front of him, he immediately shivered with fear,
Then he said in panic: "Ye Fan, you...what do you want to do?"
"Don't worry! I won't hurt you!" Ye Fan said with a smile.
But his smile made Jiang Boan's hair stand on end, and he felt a strong chill surrounding him.
"You...what do you want to do? Tell me quickly!" Jiang Bo'an asked nervously.
"What are you doing? I'm going to help you heal your hands and feet!"
Finished!
Ye Fan suddenly took action and grabbed Jiang Bo'an's hands. Before Jiang Bo'an could react, Ye Fan used an extremely strange technique to instantly join Jiang Bo'an's hands and feet.
This process can be described as a violent operation, without any mercy!
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
There were two crisp sounds of bones joining together, and Jiang Bo'an screamed hoarsely in pain.
"Ahh...ahhh!"
"My...my hand! It hurts! It hurts me so much!"
"Ye Fan! You bastard, isn't it enough for you to torture me once? Do you want to torture me one more time?"
...
Jiang Bo'an screamed and cursed angrily. His injured hands slapped the wheelchair desperately, as if he wanted to vent his anger.
"Ye Fan! What did you do to my son? You heartless thing, you took 30 billion from me, and you still torture my son like this? Doesn't your conscience hurt?" Jiang Weiming asked angrily.
At this time, Ye Fan said coldly: "Haha! Mr. Jiang, open your eyes and take a look, what is your son doing with his hands?"
Well?
his hand?
At this time, Jiang Weiming immediately lowered his head and looked at Jiang Boan's hands. When he saw Jiang Boan's hands were constantly slapping the back of the wheelchair.
At this moment, Jiang Weiming was stunned. He reminded with excitement: "Son, you can move your hands! You can finally move!"