The atmosphere in the living room froze instantly, and a pair of dull eyes looked at Wei Fan, no one expected that he would say such poisonous words. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Indeed, without even seeing the patient, he is making a lot of nonsense here, not bragging?

"You ......"

The goatee's face turned red instantly, and he was about to refute, but the sixth master spoke first.

"Wei Fan, don't be presumptuous!"

The sixth master seems to be scolding Wei Fan, but everyone knows that this is a round for him, and he himself is about to laugh and cry in his heart, this poisonous tongue skill is simply invincible!

"Poof!"

Xia Benchun laughed and stretched out a thumbs up: "Praise!"

Whew!

Cha Cha pursed her lips and whistled, deliberately not making a sound.

"Excellent epidemic exterminators, even if they don't see the patients, they are already confident!"

The goatee suppressed his anger and taught Wei Fan a lesson.

"Quack!"

Wei Fan pushed back with a word, and he didn't bother to argue with this kind of person.

"What are you?"

The goatee couldn't hold back after all, stood up suddenly, pointed at Wei Fan and scolded: "I pay a million for appearance, what about you?"

"If it weren't for the invitation of the sixth master, I wouldn't have come at all!"

Wei Fan snorted coldly.

"No problem!"

The sixth master nodded, Wei Fan's words were sophistry, and they also gave him a vanity, after all, who dared to say that the sixth master's face was less than one million?

"Okay, don't make any noise, let's see the patient first!"

President Zhou stopped the goatee: "Let's go, go to the young lady's bedroom!"

When he was pushed out of the room by the maid, President Zhou glanced at Wei Fan, at such a young age, on such a big occasion, in the face of the bigwigs who crisscrossed the underground world and the long-established epidemic exterminators, he could still deal with it wittily, this kid did have a bit of proud capital.

Moreover, seeing that the patient is diagnosing is also in line with President Zhou's cognition, in his opinion, those two are too anxious, but they are not as calm as this young man.

"I don't care, I can't get the autographs of the big stars, so let them die outside!"

Zhou Wenwen was furious and kept smashing things out, so the corridor was in a mess.

The maid stood beside her, her neck curled, and she didn't dare to breathe.

"Wenwen!"

President Zhou's face was full of affection.

"Grandpa!"

Hearing the shout, in the room, a short girl immediately rushed out, threw herself in front of President Zhou's wheelchair, and took his hand to be coquettish.

"Grandpa, your subordinates are all fools, and they won't even come back with a signed photo of a big star!"

"Which big star? I'll find someone to call them and put on a show for you personally!"

President Zhou stroked his granddaughter's dry black hair, a little distressed.

"Okay, then I'll call a few more people to come and see!"

Zhou Wenwen was very happy and instructed the maid: "Prepare clothes, I want to go out!"

"Wait, you cure the disease first!"

President Zhou discouraged.

"I'm not sick, it's just some dermatitis, just apply some anti-inflammatory ointment!"

Zhou Wenwen didn't care.

"No way!"

President Zhou was rarely tough, he doted on Zhou Wenwen too much, and this symptom was discovered when the family doctor gave her a physical examination, because he was worried that she would not be able to bear it, so he didn't tell her.

"Who will treat me?"

Zhou Wenwen's gaze drifted to the goatee and his party, and finally his gaze fell on Wei Fan, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately leaned over.

"Hey, who are you? Grandpa Six's bodyguard? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"No, I'm the doctor who came to see you!"

Wei Fan explained.

"Oh, how old are you to see a doctor?"

Zhou Wenwen didn't believe it, suddenly stretched his neck, screamed on tiptoe, and sniffed lightly on Wei Fan's clothes: "The smell on your body is very good, what brand of perfume are you wearing?"

"Didn't spray anything!"

Wei Fan slept in the aura field radiated by Sen Qianluo every day, and the impurities in his body were purified, so there was no bad breath, body odor, and the breath of Sen Qianluo was contaminated, so the body naturally exuded a very fresh smell, which made people smell it, just like breathing the air after the new rain in the empty mountain, there was a very comfortable feeling.

"I don't believe it, is it your body fragrance?"

Zhou Wenwen sniffled vigorously, and almost stuck it on Wei Fan.

The sixth master and the third master frowned, Zhou Wenwen really didn't understand any politeness, and when he saw the elders, he didn't even greet him.

The man with goatee and glasses frowned, since Zhou Wenwen came out, they smelled a faint smell in the air, it was the smell of festering flesh and rotting blood, this girl was not lightly ill.

"Okay, I've decided, let him show me!"

Zhou Wenwen took Wei Fan's hand, and was about to go to the house: "Let's go, don't disturb us!"

"Hehe, let you pretend?"

The goatee was happy, and the lymphatic plague would be transmitted through skin contact, body fluids, and blood, and he really wanted to see Wei Fan because he was afraid of making a fool of himself. When the time comes, he won't have to be picked up, and he will be embarrassed to stay.

It's a pity that the goatee is going to be disappointed, and from beginning to end, Wei Fan did not show any impatience and vigilance, but spoke softly to Zhou Wenwen.

"Wenwen, don't make trouble!"

President Zhou scolded, and then looked at the goatee and the man with glasses: "Both, what do you think?"

"It's over!"

Seeing that President Zhou ignored Wei Fan, the sixth master knew that the hope of wanting the main knife this time was gone, which meant that he was farther away from the position of president, and for a while, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

"It's a small problem, it's not difficult!"

The goatee looked at Zhou Wenwen and directly asserted that the information that the Thirteenth Master bought from the family doctor clearly showed that it was lymphatic plague, and this disease was not difficult for him.

"It's not challenging!"

The man with glasses pushed his glasses and shook his head.

"Wei Fan, speak!"

The sixth master urged.

"You need a blood test and palpation before you can be sure!"

Metoclopramide told the truth.

"Poof!"

Goatee smiled: "You still go to a big hospital for an internship for a few years, and then come to see a doctor, this symptom is already obvious, unless you are blind!"

"You're ...... Blind!"

Cha Cha hates these two guys.

"By the way, what do you mean by coming to see a doctor, bringing a little Lori?"

The thirteenth master joked, but his eyes were lingering on Xia Benchun, not to mention the little Lori, she was a beauty embryo, and the girl in a windbreaker next to her, except for her small breasts, was simply beautiful.

"I forgot to ask, this girl can't be your assistant, right?"

The third master wanted to laugh.

"Yes, I'm his doctor!"

Natsumoto is confident.

"Hmm!

Little Lori patted her chest: "Super powerful!"

"Haha!"

A group of people laughed, this is just a joke, even the sixth master felt that he was looking for Wei Fan, which was really unreliable.

"There are six of them in my medical group!"

Goatee flaunted: "If you can't afford to hire someone, I can lend you some money for emergencies!"

"The two of you, can you treat my granddaughter together?"

President Zhou spoke, this is double insurance, in his heart, he still believes in the experience of the elderly, and besides, the configuration of the medical group, the glasses man is worse, and Wei Fan can completely ignore it.

"This ......"

The man with the goatee and eyes frowned, and when he did the operation, he was most afraid of having two chief surgeons, because it was likely that there would be disagreements and different surgical plans would be formulated, leading to disputes.

"As long as I cure my granddaughter, I will give a big gift!"

President Zhou pleaded: "Five million, pay as soon as you finish!"

"Okay!"

Goatee compromised, but the man with glasses refused.

"It's boring, I don't like this kind of surgery!"

The man with glasses hates cooperation the most: "On the operating table, I am the absolute protagonist!"

"Hey!"

The third master was annoyed.

"Don't mention this, otherwise your friends will be gone!"

After the man with glasses finished speaking, he turned to leave.

"Wait, please wait in the living room, can you?"

President Zhou chose a compromise solution, and once the goatee failed, there was another remedy.

"Nima!"

Goatee cursed in his heart, he knew that this was President Zhou's fear of failure, if he had left it in the past, he would have gone away angrily, but today, in the face of the powerful President Zhou, he could only pretend not to hear.

The operating room has already been set up, and all the medicines and instruments are ready.

"Hmph, boy, walk in the future, grow your eyes, Lao Tzu has eaten more salt than you have eaten!"

After the goatee finished speaking in front of Wei Fan, he walked into the operating room with his six-member medical team.

The man with glasses was hindered by the third master's affection and stayed.

"Sixth Master, we'll leave!"

Wei Fan's time is precious, and he doesn't want to waste tea by drinking tea.

"Even if you do me a favor, will you wait?"

The sixth master advised, he had a little expectation, hoping that the operation would fail, so that the thirteenth master would be disgusted by the president because of his unfavorable recommendation.

"The pastries here are good!"

Jun Natsumoto and tea are eaten.

Time passed minute by minute, and the living room was quiet.

Wei Fan stayed, crawling on the table, writing his experimental notes, which had been a little fruitful lately. Suddenly, a terrible scream pierced everyone's ears.

"What's wrong?"

The sixth master, who was about to fall asleep, woke up suddenly and looked in the direction of the operating room.

"No, it's not good, the operation failed, sir, please hurry up!

A servant hurried over, pulled the man with the glasses and left.

"Let's go too!"

The sixth master tried his best to control the expression on his face, otherwise he would really laugh.

In the operating room, there was a mess, a wriggling ball of flesh, sticking to Zhou Wenwen's lower ~ body, wrapping the lower abdomen and thighs, and there were three tentacles, waving indiscriminately.

The goatee had been wrapped around his neck with tentacles, flagella piercing in, sucking his blood, and he was completely unconscious as the anesthetic toxin was injected.

There were also two doctors who did not escape, and they were captured by the epidemic.

"Sir, quick, save my granddaughter!"

When President Zhou saw the man with glasses coming, he immediately pleaded.

"Commander, there's no hope!"

The medical assistant stood at the door, glanced at it, and immediately shook his head: "It's blood!"

"Sorry, nothing can be done!"

The man with glasses refused.

"Just save my granddaughter, I can meet any of your requests!"

Elder Zhou burst into tears, at this moment, he was no longer the president of the Knife Club, but just an old grandfather who was afraid of losing his granddaughter.

"I can't do it!"

The man with glasses didn't want to put himself in it, and once he died, no matter how much money he had, the doctors wouldn't do it. (To be continued.) )