Chapter four hundred and ninety-fifth diagnosis fee is charged separately
Ye Bufan said while eating the apple: "Of course I can see it, you are completely bluffing."
"Xiao Fan, how could you talk to Senior Situ like this? Apologize quickly!"
Sima Wei was extremely nervous and protected Ye Bufan again.
Unexpectedly, Ye Bufan held her in his arms and placed her next to the sofa: "Don't worry, the current Senior Situ is no match for us at all, and his purpose is not to kill me."
"I……"
Just when Sima Wei was about to say something else, she found that Situ Changkong had already dissipated the murderous aura from his body and said with a warm face: "Young man, you are indeed beyond my expectations.
Then guess again, since I said I don’t want to kill you, what do you think I want to do?”
"You want to cure a disease." Ye Bufan threw the remaining apple Hu into the trash can next to him and said, "The reason why you put on such an imposing manner is to see if I can see your disease.
where?"
A look of excitement suddenly flashed in Situ Changkong's eyes: "Young man, do you see it?"
Ye Bufan said: "What do you think?"
Sima Wei was completely confused by the riddle between the two people. She grabbed Ye Bufan's hand and asked, "What are you two talking about? Tell me quickly, what is going on?"
Ye Bufan said: "The reason why Senior Situ came to see me this time is that the so-called plan was not his purpose at all, or it was not the main purpose.
The most important thing is that he has a physical problem, and he wants to see if I can find the cause of his illness, or help him solve the problem."
Sima Wei said in surprise: "You mean Senior Situ is sick?"
Ye Bufan said: "It's not that I'm sick, it's that I have a physical problem due to practicing Qigong.
Although he is powerful now, he is actually only strong on the outside but strong on the inside. His Dantian has been severely damaged and has not recovered yet. I am afraid that he does not even have the cultivation level of the early Xuan level.
If he attacks me now, I am sure he will be killed within three moves."
What he said was unceremonious, but it was like the sound of nature in Situ Changkong's ears. He immediately said with excitement: "It seems that the rumors from the outside world are true. Mr. Ye is indeed a miracle doctor."
Sima Wei turned to Situ Changkong and asked, "Grandpa Situ, what's going on? Is everything Xiaofan said true?"
"He is right. Now I only have the sword power I had before, and my own cultivation level is only at the early stage of Xuan level."
Situ Changkong sat down on the sofa opposite Ye Bufan and said quietly: "I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. I am known as a martial arts genius by the world. I have reached the level of the middle heaven level at the age of eighty. It's a pity that after so many years, I can't
Couldn't go any further.
Some time ago, I was a bit eager for success, and suffered a heavy blow when I broke through to the late stage of Heaven Level. Although I have been recuperating for more than a month, I am still in the early stage of Xuan Level.
Normally, I would not leave Xuanyuan Pavilion due to my serious injuries. The reason why I came to see Brother Ye in person this time was because of my internal injuries.
I heard that little brother Ye has extraordinary medical skills and has the skills of an immortal, so I came over to take a look in person."
As the president of the Chinese Martial Arts Association and a famous sword master, Situ Changkong has always been a high-ranking existence in the past.
At this moment, he was so impressed by Ye Bufan's medical skills that he actually changed his title to "little brother".
Ye Bufan, however, said without any appreciation or dissatisfaction: "I said that you, an old man, always speak your mind when seeing a doctor. You actually put on such a show to scare me. Now I'm very unhappy. I won't treat you for this disease."
He was indeed startled by Situ Changkong just now, but fortunately he had his spiritual consciousness, so he could easily see the truth and falsehood of the other party.
"Brother Ye, please don't be angry."
Situ Changkong suddenly panicked. Although he had a noble status, everything was based on his own cultivation.
If your cultivation really declines, then everything will be like a castle in the air and there will be nothing left.
"Brother Ye, although I heard that you have great medical skills, you are still too young after all, so I thought of this way to test. I am an old man who was confused for a while, so you must not take it to heart."
Sima Wei figured out the truth of the matter, put her heart back in her stomach, glared at Ye Bufan and said, "You guy, tell the truth, can you cure Grandpa Situ's illness?"
Of course, Ye Bufan doesn't really care about Situ Changkong. This old man established the Chinese Martial Arts Association on his own and made a great contribution to stabilizing the situation in China. He is very worthy of respect.
But I had just been shocked, and I had to get some interest back.
"Of course it can be cured." Ye Bufan said, "But this is a difficult and complicated disease, so I have to pay for the consultation fee that makes me excited."
Sima Wei said: "Xiao Fan, can you please not let the lion speak too loudly?"
Ye Bufan smiled slyly and said, "I don't want the money, and I'm not short of it either, but Senior Situ is here to seek medical treatment, so let's bring some good things that I can take a fancy to, right?"
This old man is the veteran of Xuanyuan Pavilion. He naturally has all kinds of information at hand. He knows his situation clearly and must know what he likes.
Since I came to seek medical treatment, I must have brought something with me that can impress me.
And as a Chinese swordsman who has been in the world for so many years, if he said that he didn't have any treasures, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.
Sure enough, Situ Changkong smiled slightly: "You kid, you are really thoughtful. Do you think this is a medical consultation fee?"
As he spoke, he took out a white mutton-fat jade tablet, with a bright red word "order" engraved on the front and the four words "Situ Changkong" on the back.
When Sima Wei saw it, she exclaimed: "This is the order from the president of the Martial Arts Association? Grandpa Situ, do you want to use this for medical expenses?"
Ye Bufan felt that it was a good thing, took it in his hand and said, "What's the use of this thing?"
Sima Wei said: "President Ling Neng represents Grandpa Situ's identity and status. He can mobilize the power of the entire Chinese Martial Arts Association wherever he goes."
Ye Bufan smiled and said: "That means this is the Shangfang Sword of the Martial Arts Association?"
Sima Wei said: "Although the form is different, the meaning is the same."
"Okay, I'll accept this."
Ye Bufan said and put the commander's order into his pocket.
Situ Changkong said: "Brother Ye, are you satisfied with my preparations? Can we start treating the disease now?"
Although he looks ordinary, as a heaven-level master, he suddenly lost his cultivation. He felt insecure all day long, and he was already impatient in his heart.
"Okay, okay, of course it can be cured." Ye Bufan showed a mischievous smile again, "Senior Situ, I wonder if you just want to cure the internal injuries, or do you want to go further?"
"Brother Ye, do you think you can help me further?"
Upon hearing what Ye Bufan said, Situ Changkong jumped up regardless of his identity.
He is exactly 100 years old this year, and reached the middle stage of heaven when he was 80 years old, which means that he has been trapped here for 20 years.
In order to be able to break through to the late stage of heaven, he had thought of countless ways and taken countless elixirs over the years, but to no avail.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have rushed through the barrier in a moment of impatience, and ended up going crazy and injuring my Dantian.
Ye Bufan chuckled: "It should be possible, I'm 90% sure, but the consultation fee will be charged separately."
