The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 38 Can you fight a few more times?

Chapter 38 Can I play a few more times?

Ye Fan wrote a prescription and asked the Han family to take the medicine according to it.

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

Ye Fan found that the white glow of the life and death jade finally turned into three pieces.

"I don't know if three tablets can directly save people?"

While Ye Fan was muttering, Sun Shengshou came over with a very embarrassed expression.

Ye Fan looked over and smiled, "Old Sun, what's the matter? Elder Han is in trouble?"

"No, no, he's fine. I checked his body, and his pulse and heartbeat are normal."

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

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

Ye Fan nodded slightly: "It's good that he can sleep, as long as he takes a few more doses of my medicine, he will be completely fine."

"Brother Ye has rejuvenated his hands."

Sun Shengshou exaggerated to Ye Fan for a while: "At this age, this level is unprecedented."

Ye Fan laughed when he heard the words: "Old Sun, just tell me something."

Sun Shengshou was stunned, and smiled embarrassedly: "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 heartfelt request."

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

"No, no, I'll pay for it, as much as I want!"

He lowered his head completely: "Do you want to make a price?"

Ye Fan was slightly taken aback, this old man wants to learn the needles of "Nine Palaces Returning Yang"?

Although "Nine Palaces Returning Yang" has only nine stitches, each stitch has nine changes, and 81 stitches can be combined, one of which is insignificant to Ye Fan.

It's just that he was surprised that this stitch can still be sold for money.

In silence, Sun Shengshou looked at Ye Fan nervously.

This ancient acupuncture method is a priceless treasure, who is willing to let go easily?
But if he can learn it, not only will his own medical skills improve a lot, but the Sun family will also have an important inheritance, even surpassing Long Duhua's bald head.

So although he thought it was unlikely, he still wanted to ask Ye Fan.

"If it doesn't work, forget it, the old man took the liberty."

Sun Shengshou blushed and apologized indescribably: "Brother Ye, please forgive me."

"Money or money, Mrs. Sun is out of touch."

Ye Fan laughed loudly: "I will teach you for free."

"free?"

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

He couldn't believe it, this is the Nine Palaces Returning Yang Needle, it can bring the dead back to life, if you sell it or open a school, three to five billion will definitely not be a problem.

If Ye Fan is willing to trade, he can exchange Huichun Tang with Ye Fan.

But it's such a priceless stitch, but Ye Fan just gave it for free.

Sun Shengshou couldn't react.

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

Ye Fan said generously: "Come on, while I still have some strength, I will teach you the first injection..."

Sun Sheng shuddered with his body: "Are you really willing to teach it to me?"

Ye Fan nodded: "If one more person knows it, it may save ten or hundreds more patients, which is considered a good deed."

Sun Sheng knelt down with a plop:
"Master, please be respected by disciple Sun Sheng."

Han Yue, who came back from grabbing the medicine, was stunned when she saw this scene...

"You must have fallen for Grandpa Sun."

When Sun Shengshou cheerfully took the essentials written by Ye Fan and went back to practice, Han Yue looked at Ye Fan, the magic stick, with a look of despair.

"Otherwise, how could his old man do such a stupid thing."

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

From Han Yue's point of view, Ye Fan is a bit wise, but at such a young age, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible for him to have the depth of Sun Shengshou.

She also couldn't accept the idol's admiration for the god stick.

"Without my magic stick, your grandfather would have died last night."

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

"you--"

Han Yue was pissed to death, and then said stiffly: "You are just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse."

"In any case, you have lost, and I am your master for the next year."

Ye Fan attacked unceremoniously: "You'd better be respectful, or you will suffer."

Hearing the word master, Han Yue's pretty face flushed, and then she took a step forward:
"In addition to the 5000 million grandpa, I will give you another [-] million to end our bet."

Han Yue's pretty face cast out the temptation coldly: "How?"

Ye Fan didn't respond, and started to boil the medicine in a leisurely manner.

"Small?"

Seeing that Ye Fan didn't speak, Han Yue thought he was greedy, so she snorted contemptuously:

"Okay, how about a hundred million?"

"Not how..."

Ye Fan didn't turn his head back: "[-] million is not difficult for me to earn, but it is extremely difficult for Miss Han to be a maid."

Han Yue shouted, "Two hundred million."

She doesn't believe it, there are things that money can't solve.

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

Ye Fan lazily said: "This month, you will serve your grandfather well, and next month, I will ask you to fulfill the promise."

"Remember, be here whenever you are called."

"Ye Fan, don't be too rampant."

Han Yue put her hands on her hips: "Let me be a maid, can you bear it?"

"Snapped--"

Ye Fan slapped her leg again: "What attitude?"

Nima!

Han Yue greeted the 20th generation of Ye Fan's ancestors. Today, Ye Fan not only slapped him in the face, but also slapped him on the thigh. He took all of his [-] years of innocence.

"Fulfill your promise."

Ye Fan swayed and reminded: "Otherwise, one day your grandfather's condition will relapse, why would you beg me?"

Han Yue's anger dissipated in an instant. Although Ye Fan was hateful, he had to admit that he was still of great value.

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

"You will be struck by lightning."

Seeing Ye Fan turn around, Han Yue rolled her eyes and kicked Ye Fan's lower back.

"Snapped--"

Ye Fan dodged the attack with a dodge, and then took advantage of the situation to pull Han Yue over and press him on the table.

"what--"

When Han Yue was about to scream, a palm had already hit her body——

"what--"

The slap from behind made Han Yue scream in shock.

She panicked and forgot to resist, and it was even more unbelievable.

This bastard is too violent and outrageous.

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: "Bastard, let me go, let me go."

"Clap clap clap!"

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

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

It's just that although the pretty face was aggrieved and angry, there was an indescribable strangeness in her heart, as if she couldn't hate Ye Fan.

"What's it called?"

Ye Fan stared: "Do you want to fight again?"

Han Yue hurriedly took a few steps back to stay away from Ye Fan: "Asshole! Asshole!"

Her pretty face was almost dripping with water: "Just wait and see how I deal with you..."

Ye Fan swayed and smiled: "Okay, I'll wait! I'll wait for you to clean me up! I like beautiful women to clean me up!"

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

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

But soon his eyes widened again.

I'm Han Yue, I'm the daughter of the Han family, I'm the future heir of Qianbao Group, why don't I dare to fight back, dare not fight back...

"I'm going to hack you to death."

Han Yue copied guys everywhere in shame and anger.

Not long after, she had two more kitchen knives in her hand.

Knife light hoho.

Angry.

Han Yue was in high spirits:

Tremble, mortals.

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

Han Yue was startled, dropped the kitchen knife, touched her head, and was surprised to find that the back of her head, which used to hurt sharply when she was angry, now only had a faint pain.

She was very happy, you know, this headache made her feel so painful when it happened.

"The few times just now, I didn't take advantage of you, but to help you dredge your meridians, relieve your brain nerves, and make you no longer have headaches when you are angry."

Ye Fan looked at her and said, "In the past two days, drink more 24 flavors 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 Fan, who had turned on the stove to boil the medicine, 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 hit me a few more times..."

Ye Fan fell down with a bang...

(End of this chapter)