Chapter 38: Can I hit you a few more times?

Style: Romance Author: Ye FanWords: 2679Update Time: 24/01/11 11:13:08
Ye Fei wrote a prescription and asked the Han family to follow it.

Afterwards, he stayed in the kitchen to brew the medicine himself.

Ye Fei discovered that the white light of the Life and Death Jade finally turned into three pieces.

"I wonder if three slices can directly save people?"

While Ye Fei was muttering in his heart, Sun Shengshou came over, looking very embarrassed.

Ye Fei looked over and said with a smile: "Mr. Sun, what's wrong?

Is there something wrong with Mr. Han's health? "

"No, no, he is very well. I checked his body and his pulse and heartbeat are normal."

Sun Shengshou smiled kindly: "He fell asleep after eating the hot porridge. He was snoring so hard that he couldn't even wake him up."

"This is the first time in half a month that he has slept so soundly."

Ye Fei nodded lightly: "It's good if he can sleep. As long as he takes a few more doses of my medicine, he will be completely fine."

"Brother Ye has rejuvenated himself with a wonderful trick."

Sun Shengshou praised Ye Fei fiercely: "At this age, this level is unprecedented."

Ye Fei laughed when he heard this: "Mr. Sun, tell me if you have anything to say."

Sun Shengshou was startled and smiled sheepishly: "It seems that flattery is also a skill, otherwise it will be seen through at any time."

"Brother Ye, it's like this. I have a merciless request."

Sun Shengshou was like a child making an unreasonable request: "Can you teach me your "Nine Palaces Returning Yang" acupuncture technique?"

"No, no, I'll pay for it, no matter how much it is!"

His head was completely lowered: "Can you give me a price?"

Ye Fei was slightly stunned, this old man wants to learn the "Nine Palaces Returning Yang" acupuncture?

Although "Nine Palaces Return Yang" only has nine needles, each needle has nine changes and can be combined into eighty-one acupuncture techniques, one of which is insignificant to Ye Fei.

But he was surprised that this acupuncture method could still be sold for money.

In silence, Sun Shengshou looked at Ye Fei nervously.

This ancient acupuncture technique is a priceless treasure. Who is willing to take advantage of it easily?

But if he can learn it, not only will his medical skills improve a lot, but the Sun family will also have an important inheritance, even surpassing that of Bald Long Duhua.

So although he thought it was unlikely, he still wanted to beg Ye Fei.

"If it doesn't work, forget it. It's my presumption."

Sun Shengshou's face was red, and he apologized unspeakably: "Brother Ye, please forgive me."

"Money, what kind of money, Mrs. Sun is out of sight."

Ye Fei laughed and said, "I'll teach you for free."

"free?"

This time Sun Shengshou was stunned: "Teach it to me for free?"

He couldn't believe it. This was the Jiugong Huan Yang Needle. It could bring the dead back to life. It would be absolutely no problem to sell it or open a school for three to five hundred million.

If Ye Fei is willing to trade, he can exchange Huichuntang with Ye Fei.

But for such a priceless acupuncture technique, Ye Fei got it for free.

Sun Shengshou was a little unable to react.

"Of course it's free. Medical skills are used to save people, there's no point in hiding them."

Ye Fei Luoluo said generously: "Come on, while I still have some strength, I will teach you the first injection..." Sun Sheng shook his body and said, "Are you really willing to teach it to me?"

Ye Fei nodded: "If one more person knows it, it is possible to save ten hundred more patients, which can be regarded as a good deed."

Sun Sheng plopped his hands and knelt down: "Master, please accept the hands of disciple Sun Sheng to bow to you."

Han Yue, who came back from taking the medicine, was stunned when she saw this scene... "You must have fallen to Grandpa Sun."

When Sun Shengshou happily took the essentials written by Ye Fei and went back to practice, Han Yue looked at Ye Fei, the magic stick, with despair.

"Otherwise, how could this old man do such a stupid thing?"

"He is a well-known national player in China, and he actually calls you a master."

In Han Yue's view, Ye Fei has some moral skills, but at such a young age, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot have the depth of Sun Shengshou.

She also couldn't accept the idol's respect for the magic stick.

"Without me being a great stickman, your grandpa would have died last night."

Ye Fei took the medicinal materials bought by Han Yue and began to process them: "You will become an orphan."

"You——" Han Yue was so angry that she said harshly: "You are just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse."

"No matter what, you lose. I am your master for the next year."

Ye Fei hit him mercilessly: "You'd better be more respectful, otherwise you'll suffer."

Hearing the word "master", Han Yue's pretty face turned red, and then she took a step forward: "In addition to grandpa's 100 million, I will give you another 50 million to end our bet."

Han Yue's pretty face threw out the temptation with a cold expression: "How?"

Ye Fei didn't respond and started brewing the medicine slowly.

"Too little?"

Seeing that Ye Fei was silent, Han Yue thought he was greedy, so she snorted disdainfully: "Okay, how about I give you 100 million?"

"Not at all..." Ye Fei didn't look back: "One hundred million is not difficult for me to make, but making Miss Han a maid is extremely difficult."

Han Yue shouted: "Two hundred million."

She didn't believe that there were still things that money couldn't solve.

"Your grandfather has just recovered from illness and needs to recuperate for a month."

Ye Fei said lazily: "This month, you will serve your grandfather well. Next month, I will ask you to fulfill your promise."

"Remember, I'll be here when you call me."

"Ye Fei, don't be too arrogant."

Han Yue put her hands on her hips: "Can you bear to let me be a maid?"

"Pah -" Ye Fei slapped her on the side of the leg again: "What's your attitude?"

Damn it! Han Yue greeted Ye Fei's eighteenth generation ancestors. Today, he was not only slapped in the face but also in the thigh by Ye Fei. He had taken all his twenty years of innocence.

"Follow your promises well."

Ye Fei reminded him leisurely: "Otherwise, why would you come to beg me if your grandfather's condition relapses someday?"

Han Yue's anger dissipated instantly. Although Ye Fei was hateful, he had to admit that he was still valuable.

At least she couldn't fall out with Ye Fei until she found another doctor to replace Ye Fei.

"You'll be struck by lightning."

Seeing Ye Fei turn around, Han Yue rolled her eyes and kicked Ye Fei in the back.

"Pa—" Ye Fei dodged the attack, then pulled Han Yue over and pressed him on the table.

"Ah -" When Han Yue was about to scream, a palm wind had already slapped her body - "Ah -" The slap from behind made Han Yue scream in shock.

She was so panicked that she forgot to resist. She was more in disbelief.

This bastard is too violent and arrogant.

Do you understand what it means to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?

Do you know what it means to be considerate and gentle?

Han Yue shouted: "Asshole, let me go, let me go."

"Bah bang bang!"

Ye Fei hit him eighteen times in one breath, and then let go of the angry Han Yue: "Remember, this is the punishment for offending the master."

Han Yue covered her back with her left hand, pointed at Ye Fei with her right hand and shouted: "Asshole."

But even though her pretty face looked aggrieved and angry, there was something indescribable in her heart, as if she couldn't hate Ye Fei.

"What's it called?"

Ye Fei's eyes widened: "Are you going to fight again?"

Han Yue quickly took a few steps back and away from Ye Fei: "Asshole! Asshole!"

Her pretty face was so red that she was almost dripping with water: "Just wait and see how I deal with you..." Ye Fei smiled leisurely and said: "Okay, I'll wait! I'll wait for you to deal with me! I like beautiful women the most. Take care of me!"

Han Yue raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry again, but she saw Ye Fei's shining eyes staring at her.

She felt guilty for a while, and her eyes subconsciously dodge away.

But he soon became angry again.

I am Han Yue, I am the daughter of the Han family, and I am the future heir of the Qianbao Group. Why do I dare not fight back, dare not fight back... "I will chop you to death."

Han Yue was so embarrassed that she ran around grabbing people.

Soon, she had two more kitchen knives in her hand.

The sword flashed.

Furious.

Han Yue was in high spirits: Tremble, mortal.

Ye Fei said lightly: "Now that you are so angry, does the back of your head still hurt?"

Han Yue was startled, threw away the kitchen knife, touched his head, and was surprised to find that the back of his head, which used to hurt violently when he was angry, now only had a dull pain.

She was overjoyed. You should know that this headache made her miserable when it happened.

"In those few strokes just now, I wasn't taking advantage of you, but I was helping you clear your meridians and relieve your brain nerves, so that you no longer have headaches when you are angry."

Ye Fei looked at her and said, "Drink more Twenty-Four Flavor in the past two days to suppress your anger, and your menstruation will return to normal."

"As for your foot injury, it depends on your performance."

After finishing speaking, Ye Fei turned on the stove and boiled the medicine and walked out of the kitchen with his hands behind his back. After walking a few steps, he heard Han Yue's shy and frightened voice: "You...can you give me a few more blows..." Ye Fei fell down with a clang...