When Wang Yi saw Zhang Fan, he cried and said, "Mr. Zhang, please save my brother."

As he spoke, Li Ben suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood. Wang Yi wiped it with his hand, trying to clean it up for Li Ben. The dark black blood was smeared everywhere, making it look particularly gruesome. Wang Yi's tears fell like a burst dam.

The milk tea shop employee's expression changed, and she ran away, saying, "I just spilled a bucket of water, this has nothing to do with me."

Zhang Fan gathered his spiritual power at his fingertips, and with a flick of his wrist, the golden spiritual power shot out like an arrow, flying at incredible speed toward the shop assistant's knees.

The shop assistant suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud, and you could almost hear the sound of bones hitting the ground heavily. The shop assistant's face was contorted in pain. He tried to get up, but found that every time he exerted force, a sharp pain shot through his knees, so he could only remain kneeling.

Wang Yi caught a glimpse of Zhang Fan making an attacking motion, but nothing was fired before the shop assistant knelt down. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

Zhang Fan quickly walked to Li Ben's side, half-squatted down to take Li Ben's pulse. Fortunately, the tumor was nothing to worry about; it was just that the sudden surge of anger had caused damage to Li Ben's throat.

However, if the blood flows back and is not treated soon, the person will suffocate.

Without hesitation, Zhang Fan took out his silver needle pouch, opened it, and took out three silver needles. He inserted them into the acupoints on Li Ben's throat to stop the bleeding. After waiting for three minutes, the wound in his throat had already congealed. Zhang Fan then concentrated his spiritual power in his palm, placed it on Li Ben's chest, and forced the congealed blood upwards.

Zhang Fan's palm gradually moved upwards, and Li Ben opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood clots.

As the blood clot was expelled, Li Ben's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, though his large eyes lacked vitality.

Wang Yi said happily, "Brother, you're finally awake! Quickly thank Doctor Zhang!"

Li Ben shifted his gaze slightly and said weakly, "Thank you, Dr. Zhang."

Zhang Fan nodded slightly. Li Ben looked away, his eyes filled with sorrow: "Brother, don't worry about me, just let me die."

Wang Yi: "We're family. What kind of language are you speaking?"

Li Ben smiled bitterly, his eyes filled with tears: "I was originally the child you adopted. Without me as a burden, you wouldn't be living such a hard life. Now you eat white rice every day and save money. I don't want you to live this kind of hard life anymore."

Wang Yi said firmly, "We are family. Don't say discouraging things. With Mr. Zhang here, your illness will definitely be fine."

Zhang Fan consistently bought medicine from Liu Li's herbal medicine shop, and each prescription he sent amazed Liu Li.

Liu Li kept praising Zhang Fan, saying that these prescriptions were the best he had ever seen. He never imagined that Zhang Fan, at such a young age, would have medical skills that surpassed even those of the experts.

Out of caution, Wang Yi has been spending all his free time reading medical books lately, trying to find out if tumors can be cured.

He searched for several days without finding an answer, so he decided to ask Zhang Fan directly. Just then, Zhang Fan was coming to pick up the medicine, so he mustered up his courage and asked Zhang Fan.

Actually, he didn't have much hope, but Zhang Fan said he could cure him, which rekindled his hope. Now, seeing Zhang Fan administering acupuncture, he knew that Zhang Fan definitely had a way.

Li Ben said calmly, "Brother, can I not get treatment?"

He was tormented by illness, and every minute he was awake, he wanted to die, but he kept enduring it for fear of worrying his brother.

Previously, his older brother took him to the county hospital for treatment. He heard the doctor say that a single injection of anti-cancer drugs costs tens or even hundreds of thousands of yuan, has severe side effects, and may not even cure the disease.

Because he couldn't eat, he received intravenous fluids at the hospital. He heard many fellow patients say that they spent all their money on treatment, only to end up losing both their health and their money.

Treatment would cost a lot of money, and he didn't want his older brother to live with such a huge debt.

Wang Yi knew what Li Ben was thinking and said anxiously, "You have to believe in Doctor Zhang. He's really good. You were vomiting blood and fainting just now, and he cured you. If he hadn't saved you, I would have lived with guilt for the rest of my life."

Hearing this, Li Ben finally nodded in agreement: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Dr. Zhang."

My brother has a long life ahead of him. If he spends his whole life in guilt, who knows how dark his future will be.

A new milk tea shop opened in the county town. He heard that milk tea was very popular in the city, but he thought it was too expensive and had never tried it. However, he wanted to thank Zhang Fan for saving him and wanted to treat Zhang Fan to milk tea, so he arranged to meet at the milk tea shop. It was the best thing he could buy with his current spending power.

Unexpectedly, when the shop assistant saw that Li was a patient, they stopped them outside and even tried to splash water on them to drive them away.

"Hey, what exactly did you do to me?" the shop assistant shouted. "You'd better pay up if you know what's good for you, or my boss won't let you off the hook. Do you know who my boss is? He's a famous rich second-generation in Jiangcheng... um."

Before she could finish speaking, the shop assistant felt a sharp, burning pain in her throat and couldn't utter a single word.

Zhang Fan looked over with icy eyes, and when he looked up and met the shop assistant's gaze, the shop assistant felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, her whole body turning cold.

Because of the store clerk's series of actions, Li Ben was almost killed. Although it was not illegal, it was unethical. Zhang Fan couldn't stand it and had to teach him a lesson.

“Let’s go somewhere else,” Zhang Fan said in a cold voice.

Ji Zhi and Wang Yi helped Li Ben into the teahouse next door.

As he left, Wang Yi turned back and glared at the shop assistant hatefully.

He only regretted that he wasn't strong enough to protect the people he wanted to protect.

He turned his head to look at Zhang Fan's handsome profile, his eyes filled with admiration. He wished he could be like Zhang Fan.

The group entered the teahouse. Upon seeing that Li Ben was a patient, the owner thoughtfully placed soft cushions on the chairs before smiling and slowly asking, "What would you gentlemen like to drink?"

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