Chapter 774: More Women Than Men

eared for three days. After returning, his demeanor became even more arrogant.He had already guessed that the old monster from the royal family had completed the possession. Now, although Mount Wang w...Ye Bufan said: "These are two prescriptions for Chinese medicine, one is for treating your cold body, and the other is for treating your allergic constitution."

"If you take it as directed, your illness will be cured in half a month."

"Really That's wonderful."

Sharapova pulled her car over to the side of the road and excitedly took the two prescriptions, carefully tucking them into her bag.

"Great, I can finally go sunbathe now. Dear Ye, you'll be my friend from now on. Thank you for helping me."

Feeling her excitement, Ye Bufan was slightly surprised. "Is basking in the sun so important to you"

Sharapova restarted the car and said as she drove, "Of course it's important. In our country, if a woman is too fair-skinned, it's really hard to find a boyfriend."

Only those with tanned skin are more popular, it's a pity that I had skin allergies before and couldn't sunbathe at all, which resulted in me not having a boyfriend now.

"Uh..."

As a Chinese person, Ye Bufan felt his worldviews were shaken.

Needless to say, skincare and whitening products from China are the best-selling. The fairer a woman is, the more popular she is. On the contrary, girls who appear to have a darker complexion find it harder to find boyfriends.

Ms. Sharapova, you could consider coming to our China. A beauty like you would be very popular there.

There's an old saying where we come from: "A fair complexion covers a multitude of sins. The whiter a woman is, the prettier she is."

"Really If I have time, I must go to China for a visit and find a boyfriend along the way."

The two prescriptions just now quickly closed the distance between the two people. Sharapova started talking non-stop.

"In our Ice Bear Country, it is very difficult for girls to find boyfriends, especially those with fair skin."

In our Bingxiong nation, there are over 60 million men and over 70 million women, a difference of more than 10 million.

Ye Bufan said: "You can go to our Huaxia. Our Huaxia is just the opposite, with more males than females."

After some casual chatter, Sarapova's smile faded and she said in a serious tone, "Yevgeny, this time our general is very seriously ill. You need to be mentally prepared."

Ye Bufan asked, "Can you give me some details about the situation"

Sharapova said: "General Shepchenko has been guarding the Far East for many years and holds a very high position in the entire Bear Kingdom."

But his age is a factor, he's already 85 this year. This illness is mainly due to the aging of various organs.

According to Western medicine's diagnosis, it is organ failure, with no hope of recovery. That's why we invited doctors from other countries to come and try to diagnose the general's illness, hoping that someone could cure him.

Ye Bufan nodded. "Oh! I understand."

Very good!

Ye Bufan said confidently.

Since inheriting the ancient medicine sect's legacy, apart from Wang Xue凝's unique poison, there has been no illness she couldn't cure.

As long as Shevchenko draws breath, there is a chance he can be saved.

"Really That's wonderful."

Sharapova was extremely excited. If Ye Bufan had said this before, she definitely wouldn't have believed it, but now she felt that this young man must have the ability.

As they spoke, a jeep drove into a massive military camp. It was heavily guarded, with sentries every few steps and checkpoints every few paces. Even someone like Maria Sharapova had to show her credentials several times before being allowed inside the camp.

In the center of the camp stood a three-story building, where Shepchenko lived.

Two people entered the room and came to the ward. At this moment, a dozen doctors in white coats were gathered around the bed.

A white-haired, elderly man lay in bed, his face pale and severely comatose.

The bedside monitor occasionally beeped, reminding everyone that the old man was in grave danger.

Standing beside him was a middle-aged general of fifty or sixty years old, Popov, the son of Shepchenko.

Looking at his father in the hospital bed, Popov's face was full of urgency.

Although Shepchenko is 85 years old this year, he has a unique influence within the military of the Bear Country.

Although Popov has now reached the rank of general, he is still not firmly established. If his father could support him for another three to five years, he would be completely secure in his position.

But things did not go as planned, Shepchenko suddenly fell ill, which caused him great anxiety.

"Doctor Andre, how are the results Is there still hope for the old man"

At the sound of Popopov's voice, a burly middle-aged doctor with a bushy beard walked over.

General Popov, the patient is very seriously ill. His heart, lungs, and liver have all failed to some degree. There is no hope of recovery. You should make arrangements for his passing.

Although I was mentally prepared, hearing this result still left me feeling a sense of sadness and disappointment.

At that moment, Ye Bufan and the other person walked in from outside.

Sharapova said, "General Popov, this is Ye Bufan, a doctor I brought from China. He is very skilled and will surely cure your illness."

Bobov looked at Ye Bufan with surprise. This doctor was really too young.

...Meanwhile, André gave a dismissive glance and turned his head away. He didn't even have the interest to sneer at this young doctor. ...

Seeing Popov's thoughts, Shalavova said: "General, Dr. Ye's medical skills are really good, and traditional Chinese medicine is particularly magical. You can let him try it."

Popov hesitated, considering the results Andre had just given him. If they tried, there was perhaps a one in ten thousand chance of success. If they didn't, his father would truly be gone.

"Well then, Doctor Ye, thank you for your help."

Bobrov spoke with indifference, showing little enthusiasm. He clearly wasn't very hopeful and just seemed to be throwing spaghetti at the wall to see what sticks.

Ye Bufan didn't care about these things. As long as he cured Shepkin and returned the favor Sima Wei owed him, and then had him help himself to the Arctic, it wouldn't matter what others thought.

Just as he was about to go over to treat Shepchenko, the door suddenly opened again, and a young officer brought in an elderly man with white hair and beard.

The old man also had an Eastern face. Although he seemed to be in his nineties, his complexion was ruddy, with youthful vigor despite his age. He wore a long robe and carried a medicine chest in his hand.

A young officer approached Popoff, “General, I have brought you Master Kim Young-hwan from the Land of the Morning Calm. He is a renowned Korean physician with deep knowledge, and he will surely cure your illness.”

Bobov glanced at Kim Young-kwon, then at Ye Bufan. The gap between the two was simply too vast.

In contrast, Jin-hyeok Kwon, who is dressed up in full costume, looks more like a famous doctor.

Sharapova said: "Gabrov, I have invited Dr. Ye Bufan, he is a very excellent traditional Chinese medicine doctor, he will surely cure the general's illness."

She and the young officer Gabrov were both Shepchenko's lieutenants, belonging to his inner circle, but they were in competition with each other.

Before Gabrov could even respond, Kim Young-kwon spoke up first.

"Kidding, Traditional Chinese Medicine just stole a little bit of skin from our Korean medicine and couldn't possibly cure any illnesses!" my junior sister"A blush crept onto her face afterward, as if she too had been taken advantage of.At the courtyard of a disciple's residence at the foot of the mountain, Ye Bufan stood in the bathing...