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Chapter 23: Evil Doctor

"Hello, Doctor Ye. My name is Wang Fansi. I am a reporter from the city TV station. I came here today to interview you. I wonder if you can give me a moment?"

The visitor blocked Ye Wutian at the door, causing Ye Wutian's escape plan to fail.

To be fair, this female reporter has quite an iconic look. Although she is not the kind that would captivate a whole country or be super beautiful, she is very attractive. Moreover, she exudes a charm, a unique charm, which is very attractive.

, especially guys like Ye Wutian who like mature women.

"Who are you looking for? Looking for me? First of all, I tell you that I am not a miracle doctor. Secondly, I also want to tell you that I don't have time, so please leave."

Wang Fansi was shocked. She, who had always been smart, didn't know how to react. In other words, her brain had crashed.

Her name, Wang Fansi, is somewhat well-known in Dongcheng, and a lot of first-hand news comes from her. She usually puts in more effort than others to obtain first-hand information.

Ye Wutian's actions also made Li Waner and the others freeze on the spot. What a great opportunity this was. What did he think?

"Reporter Wang, can you understand what I'm saying? You should interview Dr. Wu and others, not a commoner like me."

No matter in that world or this world, Ye Wutian is always afraid of reporters, he is pervasive, and he is very good at making up things.

"Mr. Ye, I can't waste much of your time."

"But I don't like it." Ye Wutian's roar completely frightened everyone present. If you don't like it, there's no need to get so angry, right?

How do they know what Ye Wutian is worried about? Ye Wutian doesn't want to accept any interviews, and he doesn't want to attract the attention of his enemies because of the interviews.

Ye Wutian had a premonition that the enemies he would face in the future were not simple. With his current strength, he would definitely die. Therefore, the most important thing at this time was to keep a low profile and keep a low profile.

Wang Fansi was frightened, but it also frightened her out of her unwillingness to admit defeat. After the brief fear, she took a deep breath and took a step forward, "I only need thirty minutes."

Ye Wutian was speechless. He was defeated. This girl can be regarded as an alternative among reporters. How can she persist in yelling at her like this? How should I describe her? Is it that she is dedicated? Or is she thick-skinned?

However, it seems that the first requirement for being a journalist is thick skin. As for dedication, dedication is required in every industry.

"Are you sick? There are doctors outside. I suggest you go to them."

Wang Fan thought: "You are also a doctor, and I will do the same to you."

Ye Wutian was annoyed, "Who did you hear that I am a doctor?"

"Everyone in the village knows, do you still need me to tell you?" Wang Fansi had already scolded Ye Wutian thousands of times in his heart. This bastard is so ignorant.

"Have you heard of anything else?" Ye Wutian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing an evil smile.

Wang Fansi did not doubt that there was fraud, "What is it?"

"Everyone in the village says you are my wife. Excuse me, are you my wife?"

Everyone immediately let out a roar, almost all stunned by Ye Wutian's words. These words were too strong. In public, in full view of everyone, he dared to tease Reporter Wang?

The world is in decline!

Wang Fansi's pretty face suddenly turned red, and her blushing face made her even more gorgeous and charming.

"You want me to be your wife? You have to accept my interview first."

Wang Fansi, who almost collapsed from anger, used the last remaining bit of reason to tell himself that he had to hold back, he had to hold back, and he couldn't be like this bastard.

"Forget it then. With such a scheming mind, it's okay not to want a wife like this."

"...'

Li Waner, who was originally extremely unhappy, couldn't help but burst into laughter after hearing these words. She felt arrogant and angry in her heart. This gangster was so bad that he dared to tease anyone.

Thinking of Ye Wutian enlarging her breasts and massaging her, Xiao Nizi was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. To this day, she still doesn't understand where her courage comes from.

"Haha, what's going on? It's so lively."

Wu Qunsheng came out of nowhere with a smile that made people think he had evil intentions.

Expert? Ye Wutian feels that the other party is more like the Zhuan family? It will only harm others.

"Mr. Wu, did you tell her?" Ye Wutian had a rough guess in his mind.

Wu Qunsheng was honest, "Xiaoye, this is all your fault, I don't dare to compete with you."

The corners of Ye Wutian's mouth twitched sharply. It was indeed like this, old fox!

In this matter, Wu Qunsheng had good intentions. Ye Wutian's superb medical skills allowed him to see the hope of traditional Chinese medicine. However, Ye Wutian seemed not to like using medical skills to save people. This was something Wu Qunsheng couldn't bear.

Ye Wutian's refusal to save people means that more people will die at the hands of the disease, so he hopes to push him out through the media so that he can't escape.

"Stop taking pictures, give me the tape right away." Ye Wutian pointed at the photographer carrying the machine on his shoulder.

"Don't listen to him, continue." Wang Fansi was determined to have a fight with Ye Wutian. The more the other party refused to let her interview, the more she did it.

Ye Wutian frowned: "Are you sure?"

Wang Fansi was like a proud princess, unwilling to be outdone and said: "I'm very sure, we have the right to interview."

"Haha, let's each make a concession. Is there anything we can't sit down and discuss carefully? We are all our own people." Wu Qunsheng said with a smile.

"Grandpa Wu, you have also seen it. It's not that I meant to be like this, but that he is so shameless. What do you think of me? A wolf?"

"I'm counting to three. If you don't give me the belt again, you'll be responsible for the consequences." After traveling through time, Ye Wutian found that not only had his appearance changed, but his temper had also changed, and he seemed to have become more irritable.

"It's no use counting to ten."

The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly tense, and everyone was worried that they would see some unsightly results next. Ye Wutian helped the fishing village, and the villagers did not want anything to happen to him. As for Wang Fansi, they also did not want anything to happen to her.

Ye Wutian was very helpless. After today's incident, no matter what the outcome was, he couldn't stay any longer. The plan really couldn't keep up with the changes. According to the original plan, he didn't want to leave so soon, but now he has to leave and stay here.

Here, it will only make it easier for the enemy to kill him.

"Xiaoye, how about you spare half an hour for her? It's easy." Wu Qunsheng said.

"Old man Wu, I don't know what you are planning. You don't have to worry about my affairs, so don't be shameless." Ye Wutian, who was in a bad mood, just wanted to scold someone, and didn't care who the other person was.

Wu Qunsheng smiled awkwardly and looked helpless to Wang Fansi.

"It's itchy, it's so itchy, I'm so itchy."

At this time, the photographer suddenly put down the camera and started scratching the itch with more and more force.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Ye Wutian took matters into his own hands and quickly grabbed the strap inside the camera.

Everyone was a little confused, what's going on? It's so good, how can the photographer be itchy?

"It's itchy, it's so itchy. Come on, come on, scratch it for me." Because of scratching too hard, the skin has been scratched with shocking blood marks.

"Help me quickly, hurry up..." The photographer, whose face turned red, suddenly lay on the ground and rolled over, trying to relieve his itch, but the effect didn't seem to be very good.

If this continues, his skin will be torn apart.

"Where is it itchy? How to itch it?" Wu Qunsheng asked with a serious face. This sudden incident made him at a loss. Looking at the other party's appearance, he was afraid that by the time he got the test results out, the other party would be dead.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, blue veins bulged, and his expression was ferocious. He looked very strange, terrifying, and scary.

Things happened so fast that many people failed to realize what was going on.

The photographer was still rolling on the ground, and he was getting harder and harder. His shirt was torn open by him just now, yes, it was torn apart. The normal speed of taking it off seemed to him too slow. He was so itchy that he couldn't bear it.

Just tear the top off.

As strong as an ox!

Wu Qunsheng quickly wrote down several medicines and asked his assistant to bring them. The photographer's madness showed that the situation was serious. In addition to taking medicine, he also had to be given injections to relieve the itching.

Wang Fansi looked at his colleagues rolling on the ground in horror. How could this happen? Could it be that he was possessed by evil spirits? How could a perfectly good person suddenly become itchy?

Li Waner vaguely guessed that this matter was probably related to the mysterious Ye Hooligan.

"Is it you? Did you do it?"

Wang Fansi suddenly turned his gaze to Ye Wutian, who looked calm, "Did you do it?"

Ye Wutian said: "What kind of answer do you want to hear?"

"I..." Wang Fansi concluded: "Get out of here, stop quickly, he will die."

"Disappear in front of me immediately. I don't like to be disturbed." He walked to the photographer and knelt down, reached out and patted him gently, then turned and left.

A cold look!

Looking at Ye Wutian's leaving figure, everyone thought, this person is a master, a master of pretense!

After being photographed by Ye Wutian, the photographer slowly calmed down, and the strange itching on his body slowly disappeared. At this time, he was just hiding on the ground breathing heavily, covered in sweat.

With wounds all over his body, he felt as if he had walked through hell. The itch seemed to be coming from deep inside his heart. Once he experienced it, he would never forget it.

"Asshole, stop here." After a brief daze, Wang Fansi ignored her ladylike image and yelled at Ye Wutian.

"Any advice?"

"Tell me clearly. You must give us an explanation for this. Did he recruit you? Why did you treat him like this?"

"Reporter Wang, I admire your professionalism very much, but please don't show your professionalism in front of me, I don't like it." Ye Wutian sneered.

Wang Fansi took a step forward and refused to admit defeat: "So what? We have the right to report." He glanced at the camera that had its strap removed on the ground, "Even if you threaten us, I still have to report. Citizens have the right to report."

Right to know.”

Ye Wutian also took a step forward, "Do you think I look like a good person?"

"..."

Wang Fansi felt that his brain generation was not enough and he could not keep up with his thinking. Of course Ye Wutian was not a good person. Even if he had superb medical skills, he was not a good person. A doctor with medical ethics would never do what he just did.

That kind of thing.

"You don't need to answer. It can be seen from your expression that I am not a good person in your heart. I just want to tell you that you guessed it right. I am not a good person. I am very stingy, easily angry, and very vindictive."

"So what? It's my job to report the facts."

Ye Wutian's face darkened: "That's your business, what does it have to do with me?"

"Ye Wutian, let me tell you, even if you threaten me, I will still report this matter."

"Are you sure?" Ye Wutian, who had just turned around to leave, stopped.

Wang Fansi took two steps back, frightened by Ye Wutian's eyes full of teasing.

"Are you sure you want to bite me?"

"Reporter Wang, look at your hands."

Wang Fansi looked down, and immediately let out a scream, almost fainting from the fright, his beautiful eyes widened, this...is this still his own hand? (To be continued)


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