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After finishing speaking, Ye Fan sat down beside him carelessly, sipping tea by himself, with a calm and elegant demeanor.

"Is it really better?"

Everyone's eyes widened.

If it can really be cured, this Ye Fan will definitely become a legend, because this is a disease that is recognized as a terminal illness.

In the advanced stage, even the goddess doctor can only alleviate the disease. If Mark can cure it, he will be awesome.

Some people even cast envious looks at Mark.

Ye Fan was sipping tea by himself. He felt very proud. He felt that this was the moment he should have. It was nothing like being a beggar on the street two days ago.

"Haha!" He was even expecting the eldest sister to pounce on him. Then he promised to give her fifteen stitches, wouldn't he just take it?

Hey!

Unfortunately, a minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Five minutes passed, and the woman showed no intention of waking up, and her hands were trembling even more.

Someone had already set up a watch nearby, so how could no one record such a great moment?

"what happened?"

Ye Fan couldn't sit still. He felt that he should have woken up long ago. Why hasn't he woke up yet?

After waiting patiently for another minute, he couldn't sit still anymore. He walked over and checked the woman's pulse. It was fine. Why wasn't she awake?

To be honest, he was a little confused.

This situation was completely beyond his cognition and became somewhat uncontrollable.

He, Mark, was used to controlling everything, and he didn't like this feeling of being out of control.

But it's useless not to like it. Another minute passed and the woman still didn't wake up.

"What's going on? I said he's not a liar, right?"

"That's right, just don't say anything for a few minutes, okay? How long has this been going on?"

People began to whisper.

Just like what is described in The Emperor's New Clothes, once someone starts, it becomes difficult, and more people get involved in the discussion.

"I just said he can't be cured. He's just a liar, just eating and drinking."

"Look at what he's wearing. It's so tacky. It looks like he just climbed out of a ravine. What kind of world has he seen?"

"Treat the disease. If the disease is not cured, he will be cured."

"That's right, what kind of disease can a country bumpkin cure? I really thought he was writing fantasy novels. The more he travels, the more capable he becomes. Don't be ridiculous."

"I guess he must have taken a fancy to our goddess doctor and wanted to show off, but he failed."

More and more people were talking, and the voices were getting louder and louder. Finally, just as described in The Emperor's New Clothes, the scene became out of control, and everyone was talking about him and blaming him.

Ye Fan is so hairy!

"What's going on? Why don't you wake up? It's not usually like this."

He walked over and took his pulse again, feeling increasingly panicked, but it was clear that there was nothing wrong.

But she just wouldn't wake up.

Luo Yishui also saw that Ye Fan was confused, and couldn't help but snorted, "Ye Fan, don't you tell me how many minutes it will take to wake up? How long has it been, why are you still not awake? Give me an explanation."

She didn't even call her junior brother, but called him by his first name, which showed that her patience with this junior brother had reached its limit.

"Senior sister, I...I..."

"What am I, can't you cure me?" The senior sister's tone became more and more severe, which made Ye Fan even more confused.

There's nothing you can do about it, this is what a woman is. Once she doesn't like you, you'll be in trouble. Do you want to look good? impossible.

"Sister, I thought it could be cured, but I don't know why... I'm still not awake." Ye Fan muttered, his voice starting to stutter.

"Okay, just say it can't be cured? Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

At this moment, Luo Yishui was an absolute goddess. She would never look down upon those flatterers and lickers, with a condescending attitude with a cold face.

Just turning around, she looked at Song Yu with a smile, and said with a tender look: "Brother Xiaoyu, please take action now, that guy can't be cured at all, let's not count on him."

Ye Fan couldn't be cured, and Luo Yishui was self-aware, so she couldn't cure him either, so she could only ask Song Yu to come forward.

"What? You call him brother?"

Ye Fan was so angry that his lungs almost exploded again. He thought to himself: How old is he? You call him brother? He should be younger than you, right? You call him brother?

My dear brother, Sister Mi.

Although Ye Fan didn't understand anything else, he understood this situation.

Usually, when an older woman calls her younger brother "brother", it means she owes someone a favor. This is a sign of being emotional and coming from her heart.

Ye Fanxin said no, she really fell in love with Song Yu?

But he didn't behave well just now, and he didn't dare to stroke his senior sister's whiskers, so he could only endure it.

Now he can only hope that Song Yu can't be cured, so that he still has a chance, otherwise, it will be a disaster for him.

"Okay Shui'er, your business is my business, and I am naturally responsible."

Song Yu said some high-sounding words, and deliberately touched Luo Yishui's hair before walking towards the patient.

"you……"

Seeing that Song Yu touched the senior sister casually, Ye Fan became even more angry and thought to himself, can anyone touch the hair on a woman's forehead? It cannot be done by anyone other than a close relative.

Most fathers don’t dare, but you do?

To be honest, at this moment, Ye Fan wanted to go up and kill Song Yu, but the senior sister didn't dare to do it when he was there. Besides, if his illness was not cured and you just did it, wouldn't it look guilty?

Therefore, he could only endure it any longer, even though his heart was already trembling with anger.

"Sister, please lend me your needle." Song Yu suddenly opened his hand to Luo Yishui.

Luo Yishui hurriedly took the needle from the other doctor's hand, and put it into Song Yu's hand tenderly but carefully.

shhhhhh!

Song Yu started to apply acupuncture faster than Ye Fan.

The small moxibustion needles all formed an afterimage. Needless to say, ordinary people couldn't see clearly, even Ye Fan couldn't see clearly.

Even if he opened his eyes like bells, he still couldn't see clearly.

"Wucao, is this guy so good at acupuncture?" Ye Fan opened his mouth, finally realizing that he seemed to underestimate Song Yu.

However, the speed of acupuncture application and the cure were two different things. He still didn't think Song Yu could cure the disease, not even him, who was just a student.

"You just rely on your looks to seduce female students." He cursed Song Yu in his heart.

But just as he had this idea, Song Yu waved his hand and already took the needle back.

"Okay, her poison has been cured and she will wake up soon."

"Isn't it?" Everyone's eyes widened. You just inserted the needle and took it back, can you detoxify it? Is it so fast?

As if to cooperate with him, the woman on the ground hummed and soon opened her eyes.

"You...you compensate for my losses, and I will sue you!"

"If you don't give me an answer today, this matter will never end and I will die in your store..."

As soon as she woke up, she started acting up again, trying to roll around and act.