As the saying goes: No coincidence can make a book!
What Ye Fan never expected was that the miracle doctor Situ Changsheng and the others were talking about was actually his disciple...Jack Jones!
"hehe--"
At this time, Ye Fan sneered disdainfully.
Situ Changsheng asked dissatisfiedly: "You brat, why are you laughing?"
Ye Fan said: "Master Situ, if I say Jack Jones is my disciple, would you believe it?"
"Your disciple? Ye Fan, do you think we are three-year-old children? Jack Jones studied Western medicine. You are a Chinese medicine practitioner. How could he be your disciple?" Situ Changsheng retorted disdainfully.
Situ Fei on the side also mocked and scolded: "Ye Fan! Are you fooling the devil by going to the grave to burn newspapers? Jack Jones just defeated the Chinese medicine doctor. He is a man hailed as a genius doctor by the Western medical community! How can he be yours? Disciple?"
Ye Fan spread his hands and said, "Okay, believe it or not, it's up to you! Even if Jack Jones comes, he can't cure your poison!"
Seeing that Ye Fan was still so arrogant, Situ Fei turned pale and coldly provoked: "Ye Fan, do you dare to make a bet with us?"
"What's the bet?" Ye Fan asked with interest.
"Let's bet on whether Jack Jones can detoxify. If he can detoxify, you will carve the word 'bastard' on your forehead! How dare you bet with me?" Situ Fei said with a sullen expression, deliberately provoking.
"Carving a bastard on your forehead? Haha! Aren't you afraid of losing if you play so hard?" The sneer at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth became even more playful.
Situ Fei snorted coldly and said, "You are the one who loses! Why don't you wait to have a bastard carved on your forehead!"
Seeing Situ Fei playing so hard, the chill in Ye Fan's eye sockets became even colder, "Situ Fei, why don't we play harder!"
"How do you want to play?" Situ Fei looked at Ye Fan warily and asked.
"Whoever loses the bet, the whole family will have a bastard carved on their forehead! Do you dare to bet?" Ye Fan said with deep meaning.
"The whole family has bastard carved on their foreheads?" Situ Fei frowned slightly and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
It stands to reason that he can win this bet 100%, but Ye Fan actually dares to play it so hard. Is there a scam in it?
This was Situ Fei's first reaction.
So, he turned his attention to Situ Changsheng, "Dad, what do you think?"
"What are you afraid of? He will definitely lose this bet!" Situ Changsheng said with a disapproving expression on his face.
Situ Fei said worriedly: "Dad, I'm worried there's a scam here!"
Situ Changsheng snorted coldly and said confidently: "Is there a scam? Jack Jones just won the championship! His medical skills are recognized all over the world. In the face of his absolute strength, all Ye Fan's tricks are just a cloud!"
"That's right! Jack Jones is so powerful, and we spent 100 million to get him to rescue us! He will definitely be able to help us detoxify!" Situ Fei nodded, and the worry in his heart slowly disappeared.
Then, he turned around and challenged Ye Fan confidently: "Ye Fan, since you want to play hard, let's play hard! Whoever loses will have 'bastard' carved on their foreheads!"
"Haha! You will regret it!" Ye Fan reminded lightly.
But his reminder did not arouse Situ Fei's vigilance.
"Regret? What the hell if I say the word 'regret'! I will kill my whole family!" Situ Fei was so angry that he swore and cursed on the spot.
Situ Changsheng urged: "A Fei, stop talking nonsense to him and call Jack Jones quickly to ask where he is?"
"OK!"
Situ Fei also wanted to see Ye Fan's forehead carved with a tortoise, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed Jack Jones' number.
Not long after, someone answered the phone.
At this time, Situ Fei asked eagerly: "Mr. Jack, where have you been?"
"I just arrived at the hospital door!" Jack Jones responded.
"Really? That's great! Come here quickly!" Situ Fei said in surprise.
Soon, he hung up the phone.
At this time, Situ Changsheng on the side asked curiously: "A Fei, what did Jack Jones say?"