Bai Rou'er stopped him in a panic: "Zhang Fan, don't say anymore."
Li Bohan deliberately embarrassed Zhang Fan: "Do you dare to take a gamble? If you can't cure your father-in-law, you'll have to kneel down and apologize to me."
He spread his legs and pointed to his crotch: "You'll have to crawl through my crotch, wanna bet?"
Bai Rou'er stopped him: "Li Bohan, don't go too far."
Li Bohan: "Not only that, you also need to stay away from Bai Rou'er, or I'll beat you every time I see her."
Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow: "What if I win?"
Bai Rou'er tugged at Zhang Fan's clothes and whispered, "Don't be impulsive."
Zhang Fan patted Bai Rou'er's hand reassuringly: "Trust me!"
Thinking of how easily Zhang Fan had saved her last time, a bold idea flashed through Bai Rou'er's mind: Zhang Fan's medical skills must be extraordinary!
Zhang Fan looked at Li Bohan and said, "Kneel down and kowtow to me ten times, and shout loudly, 'Li Bohan is a bastard!' You also have to compensate me 100,000 yuan for emotional distress!"
Li Bohan said confidently, "It's a deal."
Fearing that Zhang Fan might change his mind, Li Bohan even had Doctor Wu record a video on his phone: "Now you can't deny it."
Doctor Wu crossed his arms and said, "The patient has one foot in the grave. Even a god couldn't save him. He's extremely fragile right now. If he dies from this, I won't be responsible."
The girl with the bun hair threw herself into Bai Rou'er's arms, so frightened that tears streamed down her face.
Just as the group was talking, Bai Rou'er's father let out a strange cry, then his head lolled to the side and he stopped breathing.
Master Wu sighed and comforted him, saying, "Please accept my condolences."
Upon hearing this, the girl with the bun haircut fainted and collapsed into Bai Rou'er's arms.
Zhang Fan felt the man with the bun on his head and felt his pulse: "He's overreacting. He'll be fine after a rest."
Bai Rou'er shed tears of despair, biting her lower lip tightly, stubbornly refusing to collapse.
Li Bohan wanted to help, but Bai Rou'er stopped him. In the end, Zhang Fan carried the girl with the bun to the sofa and settled her down.
Bai Rou'er's hand trembled as she tried to touch her father's face, but she withdrew her hand at the last moment, as if none of this was real unless she touched her father.
Li Bohan said, "If it weren't for your pretty boy, Doctor Wu would have cured your father-in-law long ago."
Bai Rou'er was in a state of utter confusion.
what to do?
What should we do?
At this critical moment, a dark shadow flashed by.
"Remember your bet."
Zhang Fan pulled Bai's father up and made him sit on the bed. Then, he quickly pressed acupoints on Bai's father's back with his fingers, leaving afterimages.
All eyes were drawn to Zhang Fan's long, slender hands.
Li Bohan shouted, "Losing is losing, why are you insulting my father-in-law's corpse?"
Bai Rou'er, drained of all her strength, said weakly, "Zhang Fan, stop torturing my father."
Zhang Fan whispered to Bai Rou'er, "Your father has been poisoned. The poison has penetrated deep into his internal organs. If it is not forced out soon, even a celestial being would be unable to save him."
The sound was very soft; only the two of them could hear it.
Bai Rou'er's pupils suddenly contracted. Her father had been poisoned?
Last time Zhang Fan easily revived her, this time he can save her father too!
While channeling spiritual energy into Bai's father's acupoints, Zhang Fan calmly asked, "Are you so certain he will die? Did you kill him?"
A flicker of evasion crossed Li Bohan's eyes, a few beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he raised his voice: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Seeing his reaction, Zhang Fan knew seven or eight parts of the story.
Even if he didn't poison it, he's still involved.
Wu Dao interrupted, "You little brat, you haven't even grown all your hair yet. Have you gone to school? Have you gotten your certificates?"
Zhang Fan answered truthfully, "No."
Li Bohan sneered, "You country bumpkin, you think you're some kind of invincible doctor? Insulting a corpse is a crime punishable by imprisonment."
"So noisy!" Zhang Fan's head was throbbing from the noise.
With a kick of his left foot, the slipper flew out and landed squarely in Li Bohan's mouth. The lamp lost its grip and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
Li Bohan stood rooted to the spot, unable to come to his senses for a long time.
A few seconds later, he spat out his slipper and kept gagging: "What the hell did you step in?"
Zhang Fan: "Don't be shy, Sugar Chicken Shit."
That's just being polite!
Li Bohan was vomiting so badly that he felt dizzy and disoriented. Wu Dao handed him a trash can.
After a long while, Li Bohan finally calmed down, letting out a furious roar: "I'll fucking kill you!"
He shouted loudly, looking like he was going to beat Zhang Fan to death, and then grabbed a desk lamp from the table and threw it at Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan glanced at them coldly, seemingly casually waving his hand, a wisp of spiritual energy overflowing from his fingertips as he swiftly unleashed a powerful strike.
A wisp of golden spiritual energy, like a needle, flew towards Li Bohan's knee.
Li Bohan felt a sharp pain in his knee and knelt on the ground with a thud.
The desk lamp lost its grip and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
This happened so suddenly that no one had time to react.
Zhang Fan swept his cold gaze across the room, his voice icy: "So eager to kneel before me?"
Li Bohan was both ashamed and angry, his back teeth grinding together.
He pulled Wu Dao up by the hand, but halfway up, a sudden sharp pain in his knee forced him to kneel down heavily again, making a dull thud that even shook the floor.
Li Bohan grimaced in pain: "Uncle Wu, it hurts so much!"
Wu Dao squatted down and lifted up Li Bohan's trouser leg to check.
Zhang Fan glanced at Li Bohan's knees and noticed the bruises and swellings on his knees were particularly striking.
Wu Dao's eyes widened, and he moved his face closer, his eyes filled with confusion and shock.
"You child, why are you kneeling so hard? You've bruised yourself."
Li Bohan was in a difficult situation. He felt an impact on his knees, and then his knees went down uncontrollably.
"It's you!" Her resentful eyes glared at Zhang Fan, as if she wanted to tear him apart.
After finishing the treatment, Zhang Fan placed Bai's father on the bed, glanced at him coldly, and curled a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth: "You really know how to stage an accident!"
Li Bohan's anger surged, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, but he dared not move, for even the slightest movement would cause him unbearable pain.
It felt like a million ants were gnawing at my knees, the pain was unbearable, but my remaining rationality told me that this was an opportunity to win his favor: "Bai Rou'er, you still believe his nonsense."
Just then, Bai's father suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood was very dark in color and contained black, unidentified objects that emitted a foul stench.
"Dad," Bai Rou'er called out.
Li Bohan's lips unconsciously curled up, but he forcibly suppressed it, making him look very strange.
Bai Nongrui slowly opened his eyes and looked weakly at Bai Rou'er, saying, "Rou'er..."
Li Bohan's expression froze instantly, and fear crept onto his face.
Bai Rou'er cried tears of joy: "Daddy."
Li Bohan held his breath and, taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was not on him, slowly retreated.
Unexpectedly, Bai Nongrui's gaze locked onto him, and he pointed at Li Bohan, saying, "He's trying to kill me!"
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