"Please don't follow me anymore," Yang Fan turned back to Liu Yuehan and said.

Seeing that Yang Fan's expression was a little impatient, Liu Yuehan was a little scared, so she had to stand still.

She was depressed, she didn't expect the man in front of her to be so indifferent.

Besides, she's not bad-looking, isn't she a little attractive?

Glancing at Liu Yuehan lightly, Yang Fan turned around and left.

Looking at his back, Liu Yuehan waved his small fist: "Hmph, as long as you are in Source City, I will definitely be able to find you."

When he first came to Source City, Yang Fan had not yet found a foothold.

He still has more than 2,000 yuan left on him, and if he stays in a hotel, it will cost a lot.

Before selling the elixir, he still chose to spend the night outside.

Now there is still a Shengyuan Pill, and he wants to find a place to set up a stall to see if he can sell it.

As long as he can sell Shengyuan Dan for a good price, he can find a place to live and then find a way to make money.

In this world, if you want to quickly improve your cultivation, you can only cultivate with the help of pills.

And the medicinal materials for refining the elixir need money to buy, so he wants to make money.

After walking on the street for a while, Yang Fan came to a street market and found that there was a lot of traffic here.

Having made up his mind, he set up a stall here.

He found a piece of paper and wrote the words 'sell medicine, cure all diseases'.

Finding a place to squat, he waited for business to come to his door.

But after waiting for a while, no one came to ask.

Because no one will believe the people selling medicine on the street, they will only think that they are charlatans.

After squatting for more than an hour, Yang Fan was a little irritable: "It's hard to sell medicine like this, you have to think of a way."

Just as he was upset, a newspaper was blown to his feet by the wind.

Picking up the newspaper and reading it, he saw a report.

The content of the report is that the president of Tianyu Group is willing to give 10% of the shares to seek treatment from someone, and the patient is a vegetative person.

It is said that the vegetative man is the grandfather of the president of Tianyu Group.

"There is a business, and ten percent of the shares of a group should be worth a lot of money," touching his chin, Yang Fan thought to himself.

It's just a vegetative person, and he can do it with a Shengyuan Pill.

To be able to own 10% of a group's shares is to make a lot of money.

And he needed money.

As he looked down, he saw another report, about the transfer of a security company.

"Five Million Transfer Security Company" stared at this report, and Yang Fan became interested.

He suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Putting away the newspaper, he left the place.

I looked for a car and went to the address written in the newspaper.

He's going to a hospital, the hospital where the plant patient is.

After arriving at the hospital, after inquiry, he found the patient's room number.

At this time, there were quite a few people standing outside the patient's room.

"Hello, may I ask if the report in the newspaper was sent by you?" Yang Fan walked over and took out the newspaper and asked.

When they saw a stranger coming, everyone looked puzzled.

"What's the matter with you?" asked a middle-aged man who walked over and frowned.

"I'm here to treat the patient inside," Yang Fan explained.

Hearing that Yang Fan had come to treat the patients inside, everyone stared at him with suspicion in their eyes.

Everyone here understands that the patients in the ward are vegetative, what can be helped?

In this case, unless the patient wakes up on his own and wants to use medication, it is impossible.

"Hurry up, we don't have time to pay attention to you liar," the middle-aged man shouted.

He already saw Yang Fan as a liar.

The fact that a vegetative person can be cured is a joke, he thinks.

The doctors have said that there is no way to cure the person.

And the patient's illness has lasted for three years without any improvement.

"Then why are you in the newspaper? Is it just for fun?" Yang Fan stared at the middle-aged man and said coldly.

Being scolded as a liar, he was naturally angry in his heart.

If it had been before, he would have killed people without hesitation.

A middle-aged woman walked out of the ward and scolded Yang Fan: "If you want to cheat money, don't look at your decay, are we such foolish people?"

Staring at the middle-aged woman in front of him, Yang Fan's eyes became cold.

Unexpectedly, he was scolded when he came here, and he was very unhappy.

Just as he was about to pump someone, a woman's voice came from the hospital room.

"Can you really cure my grandfather?"

A beautiful woman walked out of the hospital room.

The woman has a delicate face, without any powder, and has a natural beauty.

She was wearing a white shirt and black loose short pants, revealing a pair of white and slender legs.

This dress shows her golden ratio figure to the fullest.

Glancing at Mu Bing, Yang Fan said confidently: "As long as he takes my medicine, he is guaranteed to wake up."

For Shengyuan Dan, Yang Fan has absolute confidence.

After all, this elixir can transform a person's body and improve physical functions.

It's just a vegetative person, and it can be done in minutes.

"Mu Bing, don't listen to his nonsense, he's a liar, not credible" The middle-aged man hurriedly came over and said.

"Bingbing, don't be fooled, if your grandfather takes medicine indiscriminately, and his condition deteriorates by then, then it can't be saved" The middle-aged woman hurriedly came over to help.

For these two people, Yang Fan didn't care at all, he just stared at Mu Bing to see what she thought.

If Mu Bing didn't believe it, then Yang Fan would have nothing to say, so he would just leave.

And listening to the persuasion of his uncle and aunt, Mu Bing struggled in his heart.

She wasn't sure if Yang Fan's medicine could cure her grandfather's illness.

Of course, she still has doubts in her heart.

After all, it is not so simple to cure the disease of a vegetative person.

And her grandfather has been sick for three years and his condition has never improved.

"If you can't cure it, you can give me a word, I don't have so much time to talk nonsense with you" Seeing Mu Bing's hesitant look, Yang Fan said impatiently.

"Get out of here, you don't need to be a liar here," the middle-aged woman scolded Yang Fan.

Glancing at this shrew coldly, Yang Fan's eyes flashed with coldness, and his eyes were a little scary.

Meeting his eyes, the middle-aged woman couldn't help but shudder in her heart, and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Are you sure your medicine can really cure my grandfather?" asked Mu Bing, looking at Yang Fan.

"I said, yes, don't talk so much nonsense," Yang Fan said impatiently.

"How can you guarantee it?" asked Mu Bing.

She still had doubts in her heart, and she didn't dare to trust Yang Fan easily.

"Don't be able to pull down, as if I'm rare" Yang Fan didn't have the patience to talk nonsense, and turned around and left directly.

Seeing Yang Fan leave without looking back, Mu Bing was stunned for a moment.

"You wait" came back to his senses, Mu Bing hurriedly shouted, but Yang Fan had no intention of coming back.

She was in a hurry, so she chased after her.