As the saying goes: I don’t study well, so don’t lie to me!
However, Fan Qianqiang read a lot, but he felt that this doctor was deceiving him.
However, his words made the doctor very dissatisfied.
"Teacher! You are almost 30 years old, why do you still say such childish things? Am I kidding?"
The doctor retorted and said.
"It's not like that!"
"So, what you said is really childish!"
"I……"
Suddenly, Fan Jianqiang was speechless.
You know, there are many students watching outside the door, and I was scolded by the doctor for being childish. How can I stay in school in the future?
Fan Jianqiang was very aggrieved by this.
But what was even more frustrating was that the doctor said that Ye Zihao's medical skills were even better than Shen Yuan's.
In other words, in the entire Jiangcheng City, no one except Ye Zihao could cure his strange disease.
However, she just kept saying that she would not ask for Ye Zihao, and also said that if she asked for Ye Zihao, she would call him "Master" three times.
What's the result?
Nima!
Without his own strange disease, it would be impossible to cure it.
What is a slap in the face? Is this just a slap in the face?
At this moment, Fan Jianqiang felt very aggrieved. He was also a face-saving person, how could he easily succumb to Ye Zihao.
At first he wanted to hold back, but after a few seconds, the itching sensation on his body became more and more painful.
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore.
He could be seen begging Ye Zihao like a dog, saying: "Hao...Brother Hao! I...I was wrong, please, help me, I...I am itching to death."
"Teacher Fan, are you begging me?"
A playful smile appeared at the corner of Ye Zihao's mouth and he said lightly.
"Forget it! Forget it! I'm just begging you!"
Fan Jianqiang nodded quickly and admitted.
"But it seemed like you just called me 'Master' three times when you begged me. Is this true?"
Ye Zihao pretended to be confused and said teasingly.
"I...I did say that."
After Fan Jianqiang heard this sentence, he almost became speechless on the spot.
Nima!
You said this, do you want to embarrass me to death?
"Now that I've said it, shouldn't you call me..."
Speaking of this, Ye Zihao paused deliberately, as if he was hinting at something.
And Fan Jianqiang is not a fool. Of course he knows what Ye Zihao is implying.
I saw him gritting his teeth angrily, as if he had made some decision, then he suppressed his blush and said three times.
"Master!"
"Master!"
"Master!"
…
After saying "Master" three times, Fan Jianqiang felt that his face was hot and he felt very uncomfortable.
What made him even more uncomfortable was that Ye Zihao responded with three provocative sentences.
"good!"
"good!"
"good!"
"You...you you!"
Fan Jianqiang was so angry that he could hardly speak. What is this called? This is clearly called provocation.
That’s right!
It's a naked provocation!
But did he dare to be dissatisfied at all? He didn't dare, because he was afraid that Ye Zihao would not help him treat his illness.
So he put on a dark face and said coldly: "Ye Zihao! I...I have done what you asked me to do. When are you going to treat me?"
"Now!"
Ye Zihao smiled faintly, then he closed the door and drew the curtains.
At this time, he took out a medicine bottle from his body and saw that there was green liquid in the medicine bottle.
"Teacher Fan, there are all men here. Please take off your clothes and apply this anti-itch liquid on your body."
Ye Zihao gave instructions and spoke.
"What? Take off all your clothes?"
Suddenly, Fan Jianqiang felt embarrassed and said.
"That's right! Do you have any objections? If you have any objections, then don't paint it."
Ye Zihao shrugged his shoulders and said.
"I...I have no objection!"
"I...I paint it! I paint it!"
Fan Jianqiang was so frightened that he quickly agreed. Then, according to Ye Zihao's advice, he took off all his clothes, leaving only a pair of underwear. Then with the help of the doctor, he applied the itching liquid on his body.
After a while!
The itching sensation on his body was significantly relieved, and in about ten minutes, the red eczema on his body slowly disappeared.
"Wow! It's amazing!"
Suddenly, Fan Jianqiang was pleasantly surprised.
At this time, the doctor on the side looked down on him very much, and then said, "They say no one can cure your strange disease except Mr. Ye. What? I didn't lie to you, did I?"
"No...no!"
Suddenly, Fan Jianqiang looked very embarrassed.
What is a slap in the face!
This is called a slap in the face, and it happens on the spot, slap bang, simple and rough!
Fan Jianqiang even felt that he should owe Ye Zihao something in his previous life, otherwise why would he have been bullied by Ye Zihao in this life?
Moreover, he was bullied to the point every time.
…
After dealing with Fan Jianqiang's problem, Ye Zihao left the office. He did not leave the school directly, but found the "perpetrator" of this serious drama.
Lin Keke!
Zhang Ruonan!
In the corner of the corridor, Ye Zihao had a serious expression on his face, while Lin Keke and the others looked like little girls who had done something wrong, lowering their heads and not daring to look into Ye Zihao's eyes.
One minute has passed!
Two minutes have passed!
Three minutes have passed!
…
Ye Zihao was silent, with a very serious expression, as powerful as a parent scolding a child.
Maybe the atmosphere was too depressing, Lin Keke couldn't help but stick out his tongue, and apologized with a smile: "Cousin-in-law! We were wrong!"
"You know you're wrong, so you still have the nerve to laugh?" Ye Zihao was a little puzzled. This naughty and playful cousin got into so much trouble and was still in the mood to laugh.
"oh!"
Lin Keke pouted her lips, with an aggrieved expression on her face.
"Tell me! Where did you go wrong?"
Ye Zihao asked seriously. The key is that Lin Keke and the others are too naughty.
"We shouldn't sprinkle itchy powder on Teacher Fan's chair just for fun."
Lin Keke and the others admitted their mistake aggrievedly.
"Then have you made a mistake in your understanding?" Ye Zihao asked back.
"We know each other!"
"Since we know each other, each of you will write me a 1,000-word self-criticism tomorrow, and you are not allowed to plagiarize on the Internet."
Ye Zihao said with a serious expression on his face.
"What? A 1,000-word review?"
Suddenly, Zhang Ruonan and the others were surprised.
"What's wrong? Do you still have any opinions?"
Ye Zihao suddenly put on a serious face and asked a question.
"No objection! It's just...it's just that you are more vicious than the head teacher!"
Zhang Ruonan curled his lips slightly.
At this time, someone behind her suddenly said angrily, "Zhang Ruonan! Who do you think is evil?"
Forehead?
Suddenly, Ye Zihao and the others were stunned, and then at this time, they saw Shen Lingshan coming out of the corner.
Judging from her angry expression, she obviously heard what she just said.