Chapter 2 White Feather Sleeves
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Wei Fan's fists were clenched, his upper body leaned forward slightly, his eyes did not blink for a moment, staring at the eyes of Young Master Zhou, like a cheetah ready to fight, ready to fight at any time.
"Haha, you're a miscellaneous fish in the early stage of the Forging Body Realm, and you still want to fight me?"
Zhou Chuze laughed wildly, suddenly turned pale, and punched Wei Fan's nose, he wanted to give this kid a lesson that he will remember forever.
Not to be outdone, Wei Fan attacked.
Bang!
The two fists collided, a stinging pain returned along the phalanges, instantly spreading to the long arm, and the bones were overwhelmed and moaning, Wei Fan was not afraid, gritted his teeth tightly, and stepped forward to attack.
"Enough!"
The housekeeper dodged and blocked between the two of them, and with a big hand, he firmly grabbed Wei Fan's right fist, so that he could not save it.
Bang!
Wei Fan raised his left hand and blocked Zhou Chuze's fist.
"Young Master, stop!"
The housekeeper persuaded and grabbed Zhou Chuze's wrist.
"Damn, get out of here!"
Zhou Chuze couldn't shake off the butler's arm, and kicked Wei Fan's crotch again.
Bang!
Wei Fan's left foot was raised, and he kicked the cheekbone of Zhou Chuze's calf, causing the young master to gasp and stagger.
Swish!
Wei Fan wiped his back waist with his left hand, pulled out a dagger, and no longer paid attention to Zhou Chuze, but stared at the housekeeper.
"What a sharp boy!"
The housekeeper looked at Wei Fan's big black and white eyes staring at him, and sighed silently, he was so calm, he instantly understood who was the decider of the outcome of this conflict.
"Young Master!"
The housekeeper let go of Wei Fan and turned to block Zhou Chuze, he had to do this, because the young man's eyes were full of determination, if he grabbed him again, then the dagger would definitely stab him.
"You let me go, if you hadn't stopped me, my mother wouldn't have known him. ”
The seven orifices of the surrounding area are full of smoke.
"Young master, fair trade, Tong Su is not bullied!"
The housekeeper persuaded on his lips, but he slandered in his heart, I deliberately grabbed Wei Fan's hand first just now, and bought you a few seconds to attack, you have suffered a secret loss, if you continue to fight, it will be even more embarrassing.
Wei Fan's realm is in the early stage, far inferior to Zhou Chuze, but his nervous response and body coordination are too good, obviously the result of regular exercise, far from being comparable to the eldest young master.
Zhou Chuze, a young master who grew up being cared for, can win against Wei Fan by virtue of his realm advantage, but it will definitely not be easy.
"Wei Fan, you are also discouraged, the young master of the big family, you are spoiled, you are all this kind of stubborn temper, you know how to be polite, don't be like them!"
The housekeeper comforted with a smile on his face, took out his wallet, took out a stack of banknotes and handed it to Wei Fan: "This is 50,000 yuan, you count!"
"Who is spoiled?"
Zhou Chuze shouted angrily, and when he couldn't reach Wei Fan, he began to kick the housekeeper, but he could still tell the severity, and he didn't use much force.
Wei Fan stared at the housekeeper, took a few steps back, quickly counted the banknotes, and after making sure that there was no problem, he nodded and said the scene: "Happy cooperation, I'll go first!"
"Wait, what's the time for the next blood transfusion?"
The butler was still smiling.
"Half a month later!"
Wei Fan hesitated for a moment, he actually didn't plan to be a 'blood bag man', he always sold blood, and it was not a way, and the graduation exam was coming.
"No, a week at the latest!"
Zhou Chuze vetoed, he was still waiting to rely on Wei Fan's blood to improve his strength and compete for the first place.
"Let me think about it!"
After Wei Fan finished speaking, he ignored the housekeeper who kept him to eat, and left quickly.
"Did you see it? That poor boy dared to use such an attitude towards me, he was so angry with me!"
Zhou Chuze grabbed the teacup and took a sip, and slammed it on the ground again, as if this was the way to vent his resentment.
"That kid, I'm afraid he won't come again!"
The butler sighed.
"Nonsense, do you think I'm really angry? I'm finding fault and deliberately withholding his money so that he has to come and sell blood!"
Zhou Chuze rolled his eyes, the young master of the big family, what else is there if he doesn't have a little scheming? It's just that he thought he could scare Wei Fan, but he didn't expect to miscalculate, so he lost his mind a little.
"Hehe, your method is too straightforward, it's easy to stiffen the relationship, don't forget, Wei Fan's blood, don't worry about buyers!"
The butler smirked.
"Oh, what can you do?"
Zhou Chuze came to be interested.
"Steal all Wei Fan's money, and then let's lend a hand, do you think he will be grateful?"
The housekeeper took out a banknote and handed it to the eldest young master.
"Does it work?"
The eldest young master's face was full of doubts.
"I can see that kid is a person who knows how to repay his kindness, you can't force this kind of person, you have to make them continue to owe favors until they can't pay it back with their lives!"
When it comes to watching people and playing tricks, a middle-aged housekeeper is a good hand.
"That's a good idea!"
Thinking that Wei Fan was going to become his exclusive 'blood bag' and could enjoy it at any time, Zhou Chuze danced excitedly, but he quickly frowned again, "But how do you steal that money? It must be hidden very hidden, right?"
The butler proudly pointed to the banknote in the eldest young master's hand.
"What did you do with this?"
Zhou Chuze observed carefully, but found nothing.
"How stupid!" muttered the butler, but on the surface, he explained with a smile: "I have smeared a kind of scale powder on it, and as long as I release the female insects, even if they are thousands of meters away, you can find them!"
"Very good, I will leave this matter to you, and let him become my 'blood bag man' for the rest of his life. ”
Zhou Chuze gave a few words of encouragement, and then ran away in a hurry.
"Alas, after replenishing Wei Fan's blood, your energy is at its peak now!"
The housekeeper looked at the back of the eldest young master, and felt deeply sorry, he didn't need to look, and he knew that Zhou Chuze didn't exercise, but went to the biggest brothel in the town, and according to his usual habits, he would not come back until at least three days.
At dusk, Wei Fan went home against the wind and rain, and when the whole person was drenched in soup, a small wooden house appeared in the field of vision, with cooking smoke curling.
"Feather Sleeves!"
A smile bloomed on Wei Fan's cheeks, as if even the gloomy weather was stained with the breath of sunshine.
Before anyone arrived, the door was already open.
"Where have you been?"
A fourteen-year-old girl sat in a wheelchair, waiting quietly, her thin anger and shallow anger, the tip of her nose slightly wrinkled, as cute as a lark!
"It's raining so hard, don't come here!"
Wei Fan rushed into the nest and shook his head vigorously, although it was narrow and cramped, but a warm smell immediately hit him, penetrating his heart and spleen.
"I hate it, I get water everywhere!"
Bai Yusleeve raised his hand to cover it, and Wei Fan's hands reached over, squeezing her cheeks, making her mouth pout.
"Bad guys!"
The cold hands made Bai Yusleeve shiver, and he couldn't help but clench his little fist and slap Wei Fan, and then his originally cheerful expression quickly dimmed again.
"What's wrong?"
Wei Fan put down his schoolbag, took off his shirt, and found a hanger to hang up.
"You're selling blood again?"
The two of them have lived in this town since they were children and have known each other for twelve years, so Bai Yusleeve will not be shy at all.
"Nope!"
Wei Fan changed the topic, "I'm so hungry, what do you eat at night?"
"You lied to me, otherwise why would your face be so pale?"
Bai Yusleeve's eyes moistened: "If you are short of money, you can tell me? Being a blood bag man really hurts your body!"
"It's all right!"
Wei Fan sat down at the dining table and picked up the dinner that had already been prepared, although he had been eating it for three years, the girl's cooking skills still fascinated him.
"Nonsense, you are stagnant now because you have lost too much blood. Bai Yu turned his wheelchair and slid to the windowsill, complaining with an angry expression: "That young master of the Zhou family, recently entered the top thirty of the grade, arrogant, hum, if it weren't for your blood, he would be a crane tail!"
"Alright, don't mention that idiot, it will affect your appetite. ”
While eating, Wei Fan admired the appearance of the white feather sleeves, even after getting along for so many years, he still felt that he couldn't see enough.
The girl has a black waist-length hair, like a waterfall, her face is soft and angular, her facial features are exquisite, especially when she laughs, her eyes will squint into a crescent moon, it is so sweet that it is incomparably sweet, but the most eye-catching thing is her temperament, sitting quietly in a wheelchair, like an orchid in the hollow valley, there is fragrance wafting, there is natural pleasantness, as long as you look at her, no matter how irritable your mind is, it will calm down.
"I'll definitely heal your leg!"
Wei Fan was distressed, for eleven years, Bai Yusleeves had never gotten up, what she longed for most was unrestrained free running!
"I'll wait!"
A happy smile overflowed at the corner of Bai Yusleeve's mouth, she knew that Wei Fan was inspired to become an extraordinary saint epidemic exterminator, not only for her mother's last wish, but also for herself.
"Huh!"
Wei Fan smirked.
"Still laughing, you still said that you want to go with me to be admitted to Jingguoshi University, how can you get a place if you are so bad now?"
White Feather Sleeves picked up the watering can and carefully watered a pot of green plants, which were the relics of Wei Fan's mother, more important than his life.
Every time he comes, Bai Yusleeve will take care of it, and staying with it, the spirit will be very happy, and this body tormented by illness seems to be a lot more comfortable.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely get the top ten!"
Wei Fan shook his fist.
Shangjing Guoshi University is the most famous anti-epidemic university in the country, and there are nearly 10 million candidates who gather every year, but the admission rate is pitiful, only a few thousand, and because of the fierce competition, casualties are inevitable, so it is also known as the death assessment.
In order not to waste time and financial resources on the candidates, and to save the university's manpower and material resources, since 30 years ago, the University of Upper Kyoto has begun to determine the number of people who can participate in the death examination according to the school's qualifications.
Wei Fan's medical school is not highly qualified, not to mention the escort students, only the top ten in the graduation exam are eligible to get the examination qualification certificate issued by Shanghai Beijing University.
"Where do you get your confidence?"
Bai Yusleeves teased, but she knew that Wei Fan had a trump card, and that was this magical plant!