"Mr. Peng, Mr. Peng!" The middle-aged man standing beside him shouted anxiously at the other party.
Seeing that Mr. Peng had no reaction, the middle-aged man glared at Chen Fan angrily: "Kid, I'm telling you, you're in big trouble today! If anything happens to Mr. Peng, I won't just make you lose your fortune, I'll make you spend your life in prison!"
Chen Fan glanced at the middle-aged man and explained, "He just fainted from pain. Don't forget, I'm a doctor. It's only a matter of minutes to wake him up."
As he spoke, a silver needle appeared in Chen Fan's hand.
"Kid, what are you doing?! I advise you to think carefully and not bring trouble to your family!" The middle-aged man said vigilantly, threatening Chen Fan.
Chen Fan ignored the middle-aged man and inserted the silver needle into Mr. Peng's philtrum.
In just a moment, Mr. Peng, who had fainted and fallen to the ground, slowly opened his eyes.
However, as soon as his consciousness returned, the piercing pain made his facial expression contort again.
"Kid, you, get away from me, I don't want you to treat me anymore, just leave!" Mr. Peng looked at Chen Fan in front of him, constantly retreating on the ground, his face full of panic.
In just a few minutes, his wrist had been manipulated by Chen Fan three times. No one could understand that kind of pain.
Cold sweat dripped down Mr. Peng's cheeks.
Chen Fan heard this, his lips curled up, and he shook his head: "No, no, no, Mr. Peng, I must cure you now."
"Why?! I said I don't need you to treat me!" Mr. Peng was almost breaking down, looking at Chen Fan with confusion.
Chen Fan pointed to the middle-aged man beside him: "Just now, this gentleman said I was in big trouble today, not only telling me to spend my life in prison but also to lose my fortune."
"I'm just an ordinary doctor, how can I withstand such threats? So, I can only cure your illness now so that you won't sue me."
Mr. Peng was stunned and looked at the middle-aged man beside him in shock.
He wished he could strangle the other party to death right now. This guy was trying to get him killed!
"Who the hell told you to say that?! What kind of thing are you, do my affairs need you to manage?!" Mr. Peng glared at the middle-aged man and yelled angrily.
The middle-aged man was taken aback, he didn't understand why Mr. Peng suddenly got angry at him.
"Mr. Peng, don't worry, I've already called the police. They'll be here soon to arrest this kid!" the middle-aged man said hurriedly.
"Arrest your grandpa!"
"Now quickly apologize to this young man, do you hear me!" Mr. Peng was furious, pointing at the middle-aged man and cursing.
"Ah? What? Apologize to him?" The middle-aged man looked incredulous.
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?! Believe it or not, I'll fire you right now!" Mr. Peng was going crazy, he didn't expect to have such an idiot by his side.
Upon hearing that he would be fired, the middle-aged man panicked completely. He didn't care about anything else and quickly apologized to Chen Fan: "Young, young man, just now, it was my fault. I apologize to you."
"Young man, did you hear that? He has apologized. Can you let us leave?" Mr. Peng asked hurriedly.
Chen Fan shook his head: "That won't do."
"Why?!" Mr. Peng asked with a look of horror.
"I said, I am a doctor, and there is no patient I can't cure. If I let you go like this, won't it ruin my reputation?"
Chen Fan's words made Mr. Peng curse Chen Fan's ancestors in his heart.
A young man who can't even set bones, what kind of reputation can he have?!
But Mr. Peng still tried to persuade him kindly: "Young man, you have a long future ahead of you. If, if something happens to my hand, you will definitely be responsible. So, so you should still let me go to the hospital. I promise, I promise I won't trouble you in the future!"
"Crack!"
However, as soon as Mr. Peng finished speaking, Chen Fan moved his finger, and Mr. Peng's wrist was reconnected.
"Ah!"
Another miserable scream sounded.
Tears kept streaming down Mr. Peng's eyes.
After finishing everything, Chen Fan slowly stood up, smiled calmly, and said, "Mr. Peng, it's done. Your wrist is reconnected. By the way, you don't need to thank me. After all, I am a doctor, and this is what I should do."
The pain in his wrist gradually disappeared. Mr. Peng then looked at his wrist.
He moved it a few times and found that his wrist could move. Mr. Peng didn't care about his dignity anymore and stumbled to his feet.
"Mr. Peng!" The middle-aged man stepped forward to help him, but Mr. Peng pushed him away.
Then, Mr. Peng stared at Chen Fan angrily: "Kid, this is not over!"
Chen Fan heard this, took two steps forward: "I find that your hand still has some problems. How about I take another look?"
Seeing Chen Fan approaching him, Mr. Peng was filled with panic and quickly retreated a few steps.
He came to the booth where he was before, picked up his leather bag, and left the bar without daring to delay for a moment.
Seeing the two leave, Chen Fan turned to look at Du Jiaojiao, who was heavily made up behind him: "Are you alright?"
Du Jiaojiao lowered her head and shook her head slightly.
Seeing Du Jiaojiao like this, Chen Fan, as the class monitor, couldn't help but ask, "Why are you here in a place like this?"
Du Jiaojiao's tears instantly flowed out, her voice choked with sobs: "My mother is sick and needs a lot of money for treatment. I had no choice, so I had to come here to accompany drinks."
Fearing that Chen Fan would misunderstand her, Du Jiaojiao quickly explained, "Class monitor, I only accompanied drinks, I didn't do anything else."
However, Du Jiaojiao soon gave a self-deprecating smile: "Why am I explaining this to you? In your eyes, I'm a bad girl at school anyway."
"I believe you, but this is not a place you should be," Chen Fan's voice rang out.
Du Jiaojiao seemed a little surprised and looked up at Chen Fan.
In her opinion, she had mocked Chen Fan countless times during university and internships. Chen Fan would definitely not miss this opportunity to mock her, but she didn't expect Chen Fan to choose to believe her.
"What illness does your mother have?" Chen Fan asked.
"Lung cancer."
Chen Fan said, "Bring your mother to the psychiatric hospital to find me tomorrow. I have a way to treat it."
After speaking, Chen Fan turned and walked towards the elevator leading to the upper floor of the bar.
Du Jiaojiao's expression froze, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time. Seeing Chen Fan's back as he entered the elevator, tears welled up in Du Jiaojiao's eyes again.
"Class monitor, thank you!" As the elevator doors closed, Du Jiaojiao bowed deeply to Chen Fan with excitement in her eyes.