Chapter 395: Falling

pots. In the end, it will be decided by a platform match which five people will represent the Tianfeng Empire in the competition.""That's no problem, I believe I can be one of the five."Ye Bufan coul..."Teacher, thank you!"

Ai Mei-Li finished speaking and deeply bowed to Ye Bu Fan, her eyes filled with gratitude.

Although the medicine hasn't been taken yet, based on Ye Bufan's incredible medical skills just demonstrated, this teacher definitely won't deceive me.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to have such skills. You managed to win over all the girls in our class so quickly."

Wu Zihao, with a sarcastic tone, said, "So what Girls only make up half the class. The rest of the guys wouldn't fall for that."

A guy with a buzz cut next to him chimed in, "Yeah, we guys don't really care about looks."

"For example, scars. For us men, they're a badge of honor, a symbol of pride. We wouldn't just go around getting rid of them."

This guy is named Yang Fei and is considered one of Wu Zihao's younger brothers.

He spoke, lifting his shirt to reveal a scar on his chest. "As a man, if you don't get into a few fights in your life and don't end up with a few scars, you're definitely not complete."

Ye Bufan glanced at Yang Fei and said with a smile, "You may not care about beauty, but you can't ignore your own body."

Yang Fei said, “What’s wrong with my body”

Ye Bufan said: "Don't you feel cold hands and feet, weak waist and knees, frequent urination at night, tinnitus and blurred vision, lack of energy, and a constant urge to fart Most importantly, you've recently obviously felt a lack of strength..."

Yang Fei asked in surprise, "How did you know"

"I'm a doctor, how could I possibly not see your symptoms"

"What's wrong with me"

Yang Fei blurted out.

Although he, like Wu Zhihao, had watched too many Infernal Affairs movies and idolized that life of fighting and killing, as a man, he cared about his performance, which had noticeably declined recently.

Ye Bufan looked at him playfully and said, "Want to know"

Yang Fei glanced at Wu Zihou with a complicated expression, and finally nodded and said, "Yes."

"Actually, it's very simple, just three words: 'Too much!' "

As soon as he said this, the classroom burst into laughter, especially the female students, who were laughing hysterically, giggling and shaking with mirth.

"Looking at your current condition, you should practice at least five or six times a day, otherwise the loss will be so severe."

"If you keep going like this, you'll be completely useless in the future. All you'll be good for is pissing."

Yang Fei, too embarrassed to speak, stammered, "Teacher, is there any way to make up for it"

"Of course there are ways. I'll give you a prescription, take it for 10 days. You're still young, so recovery will be faster. But in the future, please pay attention and quit this bad habit."

"Ye Bufan said, then took over the paper and pen, wrote a prescription and handed it to Yang Fei."

Now the atmosphere was a bit awkward. A surprised look flashed across Wu Zihou's face. He originally thought that they wouldn't have to rely on others like the girls' side, but unexpectedly, they now had someone with kidney deficiency.

"Take a look at my body, is there anything wrong with it"

During their conversation, a strong young man stepped forward. He was also one of Wu Zihao's younger brothers, named Ma Qiang. He had learned Sanda since he was little, and his physical fitness was exceptional.

He chewed his gum, took two steps forward, and ripped off his shirt to reveal his muscular physique. He said with a smug grin, “Well You’re not gonna say I’m weak, are you”

This guy flexed his massive chest muscles, showing off his strength.

Zhu Mingyu stood silently beside them. In his eyes, he was the general who commanded the entire battle. For a situation like this, having subordinates was enough; there was no need for him, the leader, to step in personally.

Wu Zihao followed up, “Come on, you’re not saying Ma Qiang also has kidney problems, are you”

"His kidneys are not weak, and he is also very strong."

Upon hearing this compliment, Ma Qiang's face lit up with pride, but then Ye Bufan continued, "But your yang fire is excessive, leading to an imbalance of yin and yang in your body. The most direct consequence is severe halitosis."

You're actually pretty good-looking and in great shape, but you just can't seem to find a girlfriend. The root of the problem lies with this flaw.

Your bad breath is now quite severe and the source isn't in your mouth. It can't be covered up by chewing gum, and no woman could possibly tolerate it.

"I..."

Ma Qiang immediately flushed red, his face full of embarrassment. He always had a piece of chewing gum in his mouth, intending to cover up his severe bad breath.

Just like Ye Bufan said, no matter how much chewing gum you eat, it can't cover up bad breath.

Although he has dated a few girls, he couldn't stand their bad breath as soon as he met them and broke up with them immediately. He is still single to this day.

For this ailment, he had secretly visited countless hospitals, both traditional Chinese and Western medicine doctors. He took a large amount of medicine, but there was no effect.

This flaw isn't that big, but its impact on him is really severe. You can't be a single dog your whole life.

Just now, he also witnessed Ye Bufan's amazing medical skills and immediately said with a longing face: "Master, can you cure my illness"

At the sound of his name, Wu Zihou twitched the corner of his mouth. Well, he had fallen for another one!

"Of course it can be cured!"

"Ye Bufan said and opened another prescription. 'Eat this for a week, your bad breath will be gone immediately, you won't need to eat chewing gum anymore. Chewing gum is not good for your teeth if you eat too much.'"

"I understand, thank you, teacher!"

Ma Qiang took the prescription and carefully tucked it into his pocket.

"I don't believe it! You can find fault with anyone!"

At this time, another male student stood up and said: "Look at me, what's wrong with me Don't say I have bad breath and kidney deficiency, I don't have that stuff at all."

Ye Bufan glanced at the male classmate, then suddenly reached out and grabbed his shoulder, cracking it with a click.

Wu Zihao and the others' expressions changed. They didn't expect this young teacher to make a move as soon as he said so. Just when they were about to get angry, there was another click sound, and Ye Bufan reconnected the male student's arm.

"Your arm dislocated when you were eight years old, but the doctor who treated it didn't put it back in place properly. "

This has led to you habitually dislocating your shoulder over the years, and this arm hasn't been able to exert much force. Now I've completely cured it for you.

The male student was dumbfounded. He did indeed have this hidden ailment; his left arm was very difficult to use, and it was easy for it to dislocate with even a little force.

The most crucial thing is that the other party can instantly see which year's illness they have fallen behind on. This is truly amazing, it's almost like a god.

After a moment of hesitation, he gratefully said, "Thank you, teacher!"

Now even Zhu Mingyu's expression became difficult. He originally thought there was nothing wrong with the male classmate, but he didn't expect that three of them stood up and fell for three. If this continues, what will happen

Wu Zihao whispered in his ear, "Class monitor, this isn't working. Why don't we just take him out"

Zhu Mingyu's face was grim. He didn't care much about Chang Hao, but if he didn't get rid of this guy, he would completely lose face.

Given the circumstances, this is the best course of action. Even if the other party has exceptional medical skills, they couldn't possibly defeat all of us.

Just as he was about to give the order, a cry suddenly rang out from a corner of the classroom: "Big brother, is it really you"ineage. Compared to other methods, his cultivation progress is incredibly fast.Besides the Chaos Cultivation Technique's transformation of his physique, which has pushed his aptitude to its limits, al...