The middle-aged man’s son suddenly started to stutter, "You... you’re talking nonsense, how could I possibly not wish for my dad to co back to life!"
Chen Fan sneered, "Then just watch how I bring your dad back!"
Wang Zhipeng stared blankly at Chen Fan, "Chen Fan, you..."
Chen Fan revealed a smile, "Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen to you."
Xu Kun’s expression suddenly turned gloomy, "Where the hell did this damn thing co from."
Feng Tingting stared at Chen Fan, feeling that he seed sowhat familiar.
At this mont, Wang Lei shifted his gaze and stepped forward to question Chen Fan, "Are you the friend Wang Zhipeng just went to et? Wang Zhipeng has already treated the person to death, how could you possibly bring him back? I think you just find it not enough to treat soone to death, you also want to insult their corpse!"
At this ti, Feng Tingting also suddenly spoke up, "I rember now! You are Chen Fan!"
Then she looked at the crowd, "I know this guy, he’s a notorious live-in son-in-law in Jiangcheng, many people call him a loser, there’s no way he knows dical skills!"
Everyone started to size up Chen Fan, feeling that he indeed did not look like soone who could practice dicine.
Xu Kun sneered, "So he’s just a loser. I really thought so miracle doctor was about to take action. The person is already dead, you better not embarrass yourself here and disturb the peace."
Many people echoed alongside.
"Exactly, the person has already been treated to death, why even put on this charade, isn’t this just indecent?"
"Master Zhou has already confird there’s no pulse and so much ti has passed, it would be really odd if you could bring him back now."
...
Chen Fan snorted coldly, "I can guarantee with my reputation, I’ll definitely save this man!"
Xu Kun shifted his eyes and said with a smile, "Alright then, we’ll give you a chance, but if you can’t bring him back, you’ll be considered an accomplice of Wang Zhipeng, and then we’ll have to arrest you too!"
Feng Tingting had confird that Chen Fan was just a loser, so she wasn’t worried that he could truly revive the middle-aged man.
Wang Zhipeng heard Xu Kun’s words, his face turned pale, and he quickly said to Chen Fan, "Chen Fan, don’t worry about anymore, this is all my responsibility, you’ll get involved if you do this!"
Chen Fan solemnly said, "You’re being slandered by a villain, if you really get arrested for this, then the world is too dark. I must clarify this for you today!"
After speaking, he turned his head to Zhou Tongren, "Master Zhou, may I borrow your water boiler?"
He then entered the lobby, found the boiler, boiled a pot of water, filled a cup with the boiling water, and brought it out.
The crowd was all puzzled.
The middle-aged man’s son asked, "What are you doing with a cup of boiling water?"
Chen Fan sneered, "This isn’t just boiling water, this is the dicine that will save your dad’s life!"
With that, he grabbed the middle-aged man by the mouth and directly poured the scalding hot water down his throat.
The middle-aged man abruptly jumped up, "Hot hot hot hot hot..."
The crowd watched this scene, dumbfounded.
Xu Kun’s face changed, and he cursed under his breath, "This son of a bitch!"
He quickly gave the middle-aged man a look.
Understanding the signal, the middle-aged man imdiately tried to flee.
Chen Fan saw this and grabbed his shoulder with one hand.
The middle-aged man was a martial artist, not weak in strength, and imdiately spun around kicking towards Chen Fan.
Chen Fan slapped down with one hand.
With a snap, the middle-aged man’s leg was broken and he fell to his knees.
Seeing that their plot was exposed, the middle-aged man’s son also tried to run off.
Chen Fan pointed into the air, a beam of light shot out, and the son scread in pain, falling to the ground unable to get up.
Xu Kun and Feng Tingting were both shocked, not expecting Chen Fan to be so formidable.
"Darling, what do we do now?" Feng Tingting asked in a panic.
Xu Kun thought for a mont, "Leaving is the best option."
He then tried to leave with Feng Tingting.
Chen Fan snorted coldly, "Trying to run at this ti, isn’t that a bit inappropriate?"
All eyes then turned to Xu Kun.
Xu Kun was stuck between a rock and a hard place, forced out an awkward smile, "This matter has nothing to do with , why would I need to run?"
Chen Fan turned to Wang Zhipeng, "Who is this Xu Kun? Why is he doing this to you?"
Wang Zhipeng sighed, "He’s the son of the director of First Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital in Longhai, our grudge started because of Tingting. He not only stole Tingting from but also sought to kill ."
Chen Fan furrowed his brows.
At this mont, the Traditional Chinese dicine Association arrived on the scene.
A stern-looking middle-aged man walked over, "Mr. Xu, I am Wu Gang from the Traditional Chinese dicine Association, you called earlier saying soone died here, please explain what exactly happened."
Xu Kun gave an embarrassed smile, "It’s a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding, that person just ca back to life."
Even though his father was the director of the First Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital, he still couldn’t afford to provoke the people of the Traditional Chinese dicine Association. If they found out that he had ordered soone to fake death in order to slander Tongren dical Hall, his father would certainly be held accountable by the Traditional Chinese dicine Association.
Chen Fan looked towards Wu Gang, "There’s no misunderstanding here, only the ugliness of human nature. It’s good that you have arrived, listen to how things really happened!"
After speaking, he walked over to the middle-aged man, spiritual power fluctuating in his hand, he patted the middle-aged man’s shoulder.
The middle-aged man’s expression changed drastically and he couldn’t help trembling, "You...you’re a Grand..."
Being a martial artist, he was well aware of the terror of a Grandmaster.
Chen Fan interrupted him, "Tell the truth, or you know what the consequences will be."
Xu Kun kept giving the middle-aged man looks.
The middle-aged man had a conflicted face, sweat beading on his forehead.
The Xu Family was powerful and had given him a large sum of money, but he was very clear about what it ant to anger a Grandmaster of the Grandmaster Realm.
At that ti, no matter how much money he had, he wouldn’t have the chance to spend it.
Finally, he gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and spoke, "It...it was Mr. Xu who gave money, ordered to co here and use the Breath Holding Skill to fake death, to fra Tongren dical Hall and this man nad Wang Zhipeng!"
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