Upon hearing this sentence, the entire audience fell silent, and everyone looked at Ye Fan with confusion in their eyes.
Huang Tianjiao and the others also had puzzled expressions on their angry faces.
Huang Xuanwu stared at Ye Fan and said, "What's the big mistake?"
"The internal injuries on your body are indeed a big problem for other doctors, but for me, they are easy."
There was a hint of joking in the corner of Ye Fan's mouth: "I can make you stand up in one minute."
"Bullshit!"
Huang Xuanwu snorted coldly:
"I saw dozens of famous doctors and went to more than a dozen hospitals, but no one dared to say that they could cure my injury."
"No one dares to say that I can stand up."
"One more minute..."
"Boy, you are good at medical skills, but your medical skills are overblown."
"Don't even think about diverting attention. You've crippled my daughter and injured my apprentice. This will never end."
Huang Xuanwu looked at Ye Fan proudly: "You must give us an explanation, otherwise we will give you an explanation."
Huang Tianjiao and the others also looked at Ye Fan with disdain, thinking that he had reacted after being impulsive and resorted to medical skills to treat the disease when he knew he could not die a good death.
"Then let me show you my miraculous medical skills."
A smile flashed across Ye Fan's face, he took a step forward and flashed the silver needle.
Without waiting for Huang Tianjiao and the others to scream, they thrust into Huang Xuanwu's body.
Huang Tianjiao and the others roared: "Don't hurt my dad!"
Huang Xuanwu also wanted to fight, but he couldn't match Ye Fan's speed.
In the blink of an eye, many silver needles were tattooed on Huang Xuanwu's body. There was no movement at first, but soon, his eyes rolled up and he began to tremble.
Then, his hands and feet began to shake, as if he had been stabbed by high-voltage electricity.
"asshole--"
Seeing his father being tortured like this, Huang Tianjiao was extremely angry and vowed to kill Ye Fan.
It's just that she couldn't walk in front of Ye Fan at all, let alone attack Ye Fan.
The other patients also looked at Huang Xuanwu and were very surprised that his symptoms were almost as if they were a sign.
"boom--"
When Sun Bufan and others were equally surprised, Huang Xuanwu's abdomen bulged, his body turned over, and he fell out of the wheelchair.
His body touched the ground, and many silver needles were inserted into it. Huang Xuanwu screamed, and then he got up from the ground.
"Asshole, if you dare to harm me, I will kill you."
Huang Xuanwu's head got hot and he punched Ye Fan.
aggressive.
"boom--"
Ye Fan ignored him and kicked him hard in the abdomen.
"Deng-deng-deng——"
Huang Xuanwu felt a pain in his abdomen, groaned and took a few steps back, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.
Huang Xuanwu suddenly felt a lightness in his chest, and his whole body became more relaxed. When he wanted to step forward again, he stopped all movements.
What he realized:
"I...can I stand up?"
Huang Tianjiao and the others were also stunned for a moment, but then they all came to their senses and looked at Huang Xuanwu in disbelief.
Really stood up.
Huang Xuanwu couldn't believe it. He moved his hands and feet and felt very flexible. Then he luckily adjusted his breathing and the qi and blood were no longer blocked.
Now, his skill has recovered to 60%.
Sun Bufan and Zhang Daqiang were also shocked. They never expected that Ye Fan could really cure Huang Xuanwu.
All the patients looked at Ye Fan with admiration.
"Okay, okay, I'm really okay."
Huang Xuanwu threw a few punches vigorously, and his face was full of vitality and vitality.
"Don't be happy too early."
Ye Fan took the wet tissue to wipe his hands and disinfected, and looked at Huang Xuanwu with a joking smile:
"I'm only helping you relieve your symptoms, but I haven't completely cured your internal injuries. Twenty-four hours later, you will be back to your original state, still half-dead."
"I'm giving you acupuncture just because I want you to know that I can really cure you."
"And it only costs a hundred yuan, no blood Ganoderma is needed."
"Think about it, the injury could have been cured with a hundred dollars, but it ended up being a mess because of your arrogance."
"Your daughter is disabled, your disciples and grandchildren are injured, and you can only dance for one day..."
"Do you think this is a big mistake?"
Ye Fan could have just beaten Huang Xuanwu and his daughter away, but this would not be enough to teach them a lesson. They would still bully men and dominate women if they had the opportunity in the future.
So Ye Fan showed off his medical skills, gave Huang Xuanwu and others hope, and then wiped them out.
Murder and heart-wrenching.
Sure enough, upon hearing Ye Fan's words, Huang Xuanwu and the others turned pale instantly, and the smiles that had just burst out all froze.
Then everyone showed a look of regret, yes, something that could have been solved with a hundred dollars ended up like this.
If they had a better attitude when seeking medical treatment, Huang Xuanwu would have returned to the guild hall alive and well, and there would be no need to worry about becoming a waste tomorrow.
Huang Xuanwu struggled to say: "Young man, you are too cruel..."
"Am I cruel, or are you cruel?"
Ye Fan responded tit for tat: "You can stop your daughter from doing evil, but you sit in a wheelchair and say nothing, letting her do whatever she wants."
"This shows that you are usually an arrogant person."
"If you sow the cause, you will bear the corresponding consequences."
"Go away, go back and enjoy the freedom of this day."
"It's time to eat, drink, and play, otherwise I'll be in a wheelchair tomorrow and never have a chance again."
Ye Fan smiled faintly:
"But before you leave, don't forget the one hundred yuan consultation fee."
Huang Xuanwu's breathing continued to become thicker, his eyes flashed with anger, and he wanted to punch away the hateful boy in front of him, but he knew that he was no match for Ye Fan now.
He finally gritted his teeth and endured it.
Huang Xuanwu put down a hundred yuan and left with Huang Tianjiao and the others...
Huang Tianjiao didn't forget to look back when she left. I don't know whether it was with hatred or regret. In short, she would never forget Ye Fan.
After Huang Xuanwu and his gang disappeared, Zhang Daqiang approached Ye Fan and whispered:
"Brother Fan, Huang Xuanwu is one of Huang Feihu's four great generals. If you deal with him like this..."
Sun Bufan also nodded:
"The people in the Martial Alliance are very domineering. They claim to be the protector of Zhonghai, but they often bully others."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Don't worry, Huang Xuanwu will never dare to retaliate."
Zhang Daqiang looked curious: "Why?"
Ye Fan smiled:
"He is angry and unwilling now, but after experiencing this day of freedom, he will be frightened and afraid of sitting in the wheelchair again."
"This kind of fear will make him forget his apprentice's injury, his daughter's dethronement, and all the grudges I have with him."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Just wait, he will kneel at the door soon."
Zhang Daqiang suddenly understood, gave a thumbs up and praised:
"high."
Sun Bufan didn't say anything. He just ran to the front yard decoration area and dragged a bunch of pebbles and placed them at the door...
"Ding--"
At this moment, Ye Fan's cell phone vibrated. When he opened it, he saw a message sent through the aircraft WF:
