The Strongest Face-S Chapter 238 - 238 238 The Rhythm is Off Third Update

??238: Chapter 238: The Rhythm is Off (Third Update)

238: Chapter 238: The Rhythm is Off (Third Update)

“Hey, have you had your fill of touching?” Weng Shuang’s eyes carried a hint of dangerous color.

This guy, obviously here to take advantage of her, didn’t look like he was here to heal.

If it weren’t for Ye Yanran saying her illness had been cured, she definitely would’ve lost it.

“Why the rush?

The so-called ‘look, sll, ask, and touch’—I’m barely getting started,” Zhang Fan said, his hands kneading forcefully on Weng Shuang’s small hands.

Hmph, this rose was just tempting

a mont ago, hehe, now she’s delivered herself to my doorstep.

Just not sure how the Flower Protection System will diagnose this.

If it’s like the healing it did for Ye Yanran, that would be amazing.

“Healing.”

“Please select the target.”

“Weng Shuang!”

“Would you like to spend 600 Spiritual Value for the healing?”

“Yes!”

Instantly, Zhang Fan saw the healing thods provided by the system.

But it wasn’t long before Zhang Fan was dumbfounded.

Because the treatnt plan given by the system was, fertilize thirty tis!

Fuck, he knew what fertilizing ant.

Isn’t that just the rhythm of dual cultivation?

Ni ma, what kind of healing thod is this?

Fuck, what happened to acupuncture?

What happened to applying plasters?

What happened to taking advantage of her first?

Do they need to go this explosive right from the start?

“Hey, are you going to speak?” Ye Yanran was also getting anxious, looking at Zhang Fan’s dumbfounded expression, could it be, he’s unable to heal?

“You little rascal, have you had your fill of touching!” Weng Shuang jerked her hand away, her eyes fiercely glaring at Zhang Fan.

“It’s not that I can’t heal, it’s just that the healing thod…” No matter how thick-skinned Zhang Fan was, he couldn’t possibly say, “Babe, let’s get it on, just 30 tis and you’ll be cured.”

Ni ma, if he said that, wouldn’t he be beaten into a pig’s head?

Who the fuck would believe that?

Weng Shuang’s eyes flickered with curiosity, it can be cured?

Ye Yanran suddenly thought of the way Zhang Fan had healed her, her face turning red as she asked in a low voice, “Is it the sa thod as my treatnt?”

If that was really the case, she was really not sure if Weng Shuang would agree.

After all, Weng Shuang’s situation was different from hers.

With her illness, if it wasn’t cured, it was as good as being dead—any minor bump or bruise could cause her excruciating pain.

Now that she was cured, she only felt light all over.

What’s the big deal with being taken advantage of a little?

Zhang Fan shook his head: “No, yours was less intense.

Her illness is due to having too much Yang energy in her body, resulting in overheating all over.

Once sumr cos…”

Zhang Fan’s eyes imdiately shifted to Weng Shuang.

At that mont, he finally understood why Weng Shuang wore nothing underneath.

Ni ma, with her body condition, wearing clothes probably would make her overheat to death.

And she couldn’t sweat either.

As soon as sumr arrived, stepping outside would absolutely result in heatstroke.

When Weng Shuang heard Zhang Fan spell out her condition, she beca imdiately excited.

“Whatever the healing thod, as long as you can cure , I’m willing to do anything,” said Weng Shuang, her voice shaking with excitent.

Over the years, each day had dragged on endlessly for her.

Ever since she turned eighteen, she would basically stay at ho during sumr, setting the air conditioning to the lowest temperature.

But despite that, sumr still brought on heatstroke.

Seeing the temperature about to rise again, the thought of those dreadful months left her heart in pieces.

Now that she saw a glimr of hope, how could she let it pass by?

She was still young, only twenty-four; she wanted to be a normal person too, to have a normal romance, to wear a bikini and go swimming in the sumr, to walk the streets, to stand in the scalding sun and eat ice cream.

Zhang Fan shook his head, “Forget it, you won’t believe , and you’ll definitely end up hitting .”

Seeing Zhang Fan say this, Ye Yanran was certain that this guy’s thod of healing must involve Weng Shuang getting stark naked.

Promptly, she walked up to Weng Shuang and whispered, “Can you accept getting naked in front of him for the treatnt?

And you’ll have to apply so strange things on your body, too.”

“What?” Weng Shuang cried out in shock.

How could this be possible!

“Were you also treated this way?” Weng Shuang’s frosty face instantly flushed red, looking at Ye Yanran in disbelief.

She knew how proud Ye Yanran was; how could she allow so stranger to treat her like that?

“Shuang’er, it’s better to endure a short pain than a long one.

We are indeed suffering from the sa plight.

You know my condition, and yours is even more serious.

How will you live your life if you don’t get treated, especially with sumr almost upon us?” Ye Yanran said.

She was eager to see Weng Shuang get better so they could go shopping and have fun together.

Thinking of Weng Shuang’s lifeless appearance every sumr, Ye Yanran couldn’t help but feel a sudden heartache.

“No way, my body can only be seen by my future husband,” Weng Shuang insisted, shaking her head desperately.

Ye Yanran beca anxious, “In the worst case, let him marry you then.”

Zhang Fan shook his head vigorously, “Stop joking, sis.

You know that Xiao Xuan is my girlfriend.”

“Shuang’er, you really need to think about this.

There’s still so much life ahead of you.

Haven’t you always told

about your wish to swim in the sea?

With your condition, how can you do that?” said Ye Yanran earnestly.

Zhang Fan inwardly grumbled non-stop; if the tiger mom knew about his thod of treatnt, she definitely wouldn’t be saying this.

Weng Shuang’s expression shifted uncertainly, and then she looked at Zhang Fan with hopeful eyes, “Can you really cure ?”

Zhang Fan patted his chest and said, “If I can’t cure you, you can chop off my head.

Isn’t the living proof standing right before your eyes?”

Weng Shuang’s gaze moved back and forth between Ye Yanran and Zhang Fan.

After a long while, she bit her lip and asked quietly, “Can you tell

how you’ll treat ?

I want to know the specific thod.”

Zhang Fan fell silent.

Damn, it’s really too embarrassing to even ntion, he thought.

Anyone would feel like they’re being tricked into a fling upon hearing this.

At this mont, he strongly suspected that the Flower Protection System was deliberately causing trouble.

What the hell is this fertilizing nonsense?

Could his life essence really have that sort of capability?

And he hadn’t undergone any mutation.

“Just say it,” urged Ye Yanran.

“Alright, I’ll say it, but you’re not allowed to hit

after I do,” Zhang Fan said through gritted teeth.

“Say it!” demanded Weng Shuang.

Zhang Fan stood up, pulled Ye Yanran five ters away, and then returned to Weng Shuang, “Actually, I didn’t want to say it, but since you’re insisting, I’ll just tell you.

The treatnt is simple—we ‘do it’ thirty tis and you’ll be cured.”

“What?” Weng Shuang was first stunned, then she stood up abruptly, grabbed a wine bottle from the table, and hurled it at Zhang Fan.

“Pervert!”