After the divorce, I became a god that my ex-wife couldn’t reach.

Seeing that Wang Yan actually went to queue up, many people in the line began to talk in a low voice.

"This is really weird. His grandfather, Wang Xiaolin, was known as the descendant of an imperial physician and he also called himself a miracle doctor. But now his grandson has come here to seek medical treatment!"

"Bah, what a lousy imperial physician! Wang Xiaolin must be unable to cure his grandson's illness, so he sent him here to find Dr. Xie."

"The fees at the Wang Family Clinic are too high. Not everyone can afford it. It's better to go to Dr. Xie's clinic. Not only is his medical skills great, but his fees are also cheap..."

"Yes, it's a good thing that Dr. Xie came, otherwise, we would have no choice but to let Wang Xiaolin ask for an exorbitant price. The key is that we spent money but the disease can't be cured completely. It keeps getting better and worse. It's really unbearable..."

"The Wang family has indeed made a lot of dirty money over the years. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been tricked by the Gan family and lost millions..."

"Deserves it..."

Although the discussion was very quiet, Wang Yan could still hear most of it clearly, and he couldn't help feeling angry and embarrassed.

Wang Xiaolin always told him that these patients were the Wang family’s ATMs.

Even if I could completely cure their illness, I couldn't make them 100% better, only 70% better would be enough.

Leave three points and they will get sick again after a while.

In this way, these people will continue to give money to the Wang family.

At that time, he admired his grandfather very much and thought that his grandfather was really smart.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xie Ping arrived, Wang's Clinic immediately closed down, and now even ghosts don't come to visit.

When he was getting angry, he suddenly couldn't help burping and let out a breath of foul air.

At this time, there were already two people queuing up behind him.

When he farted, the two people behind him immediately looked weird and their faces turned red.

A few seconds later, the two men ran away a few steps as if they were chased by dogs, and then gasped heavily.

Even the few people standing in front of Wang Yan ran away, looking at Wang Yan with strange expressions.

Wang Yan had a depressed look on his face and stood there feeling ashamed.

He had no choice. He couldn't control his burps and farts.

Starting from the day before yesterday, he suddenly started to burp and fart regularly at the same time.

At that time, he was in mourning in the Gan family's funeral hall. Many people came to the Gan family to pay their respects and do things for them, and it was very lively.

He knelt beside the coffin to thank the relatives and friends who came to pay their respects.

Gan Xin, however, was leisurely and entertaining guests outside.

Wang Yan, who was originally depressed, suddenly felt uncomfortable in his stomach.

Before he could react, he burped and then let out a loud fart.

Several monks in the mourning hall were performing rituals to pray for the souls of the dead. They were frightened by his fart and almost fell to the ground.

Then, the entire mourning hall was filled with a horrible stench. The people inside rolled their eyes and almost followed Gan Yinghua to die.

Everyone ran out of the mourning hall in fear, bent over and retching.

There was chaos inside and outside the mourning hall, and Gan Xin hurried over to ask what was going on.

The person in charge pointed at Wang Yan, who was still kneeling there but rolling his eyes, and said, "This kid farted, it stinks!"

Gan Xin was stunned, thinking: It was just a fart, how bad could it be? Why did it get smoked out?

He walked up to Wang Yan suspiciously, nudged him with his foot, and said unhappily, "You did this on purpose, kid? Are you farting here?"

Wang Yan had a bitter face, "Mr. Gan, I...I didn't mean it..."

"Fuck, if you fart again, I'll plug you up!"

Gan Xin said harshly.

Wang Yan nodded quickly, "No, no..."

But before he finished speaking, he burped uncontrollably, and then made a "puff" sound...

Gan Xin even saw a puff of green smoke coming out from behind Wang Yan, and even a few pieces of yellow paper on the floor behind him were blown away.

He stared, then turned around with a strange look on his face and ran out, lying on a table and retching.

But he didn't vomit anything, but instead vomited out tears.

"Damn it, are you a weasel? Are you here to release poison gas?"

It took Gan Xin three full minutes before he dared to go in and kicked Wang Yan hard on the shoulder.

But at the same time, Wang Yan let out another stinky fart...

Gan Xin was furious and immediately called a few people to throw Wang Yan out.

"Damn it, are you trying to wake my dad up? Get out of here right now!"

After throwing Wang Yan out, Gan Xin said unhappily.

We can't keep this weasel. If it continues to stay here, everyone will probably be smoked away.

Wang Yan went home with a bitter face and covering his butt.

He was secretly happy. He didn't expect that he wouldn't have to be a filial son after just three farts.

But he soon became depressed.

Almost every three minutes, he would burp and fart at the same time!

It was as if there was an air pump in his stomach that kept pumping air in and he couldn't hold it in no matter how hard he tried.

Moreover, the fart was so smelly that he made him roll his eyes. It was too smelly.

He fled back home and told the astonished Wang Xiaolin about this.

Wang Xiaolin was confused by what he heard, but when he was about to ask for details, Wang Yan farted and almost made him die.