Just as she was about to lose her center of gravity and fell to the ground, a strong and powerful arm suddenly stopped her waist.

When he saw clearly that it was Zhang Xiaofan, the fear on his face suddenly turned into a look of boredom.

"Take your dirty hands away..."

Zhang Xiaofan was also obedient and immediately relaxed his arm; he could only hear a squeak.

Zhao Yan lay directly on the ground, her cold face pressed against the ground, and she stared at Zhang Xiaofan fiercely.

"You, you guys wait for me."

Zhao Anguo hurriedly walked up to Zhao Yan, bent down and asked with a worried look on his face, "Yan'er, what's wrong with you?"

After saying that, he looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a look of at a loss: "Brother Zhang, this..."

"This is the symptom I mentioned before. Now that the medicine is insufficient, she just had an intermittent attack, and it will be difficult to say in the future."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm just tired and I'm not sick at all."

Seeing that Zhao Yan still didn't admit that she was sick, Zhang Xiaofan was really drunk. He smiled and shook his head and said, "Yes, you are not sick, you are very healthy now, so you can get up and take two steps..."

Zhao Yan instinctively wanted to stand up and prove that his legs had no sense of consciousness, as if they did not exist.

"Yan'er, don't be stubborn. Tell me quickly and tell me about Brother Zhang, when did your situation start?"

Zhao Anguo quickly spoke up, and he was also afraid that Zhao Yan would be like what Zhang Xiaofan said.

If that is true, if Zhang Xiaofan is angered and she is not treated at that time, it will be a big trouble.

After all, Zhang Xiaofan said it clearly just now. Zhao Yan is not an ordinary normal physiological disease, but a strange drug.

I am afraid that ordinary hospitals will not be cured, and it will be even more difficult to speak if you ask Zhang Xiaofan for advice.

After a moment of stalemate, Zhao Yan finally lowered her head and explained in detail the cause of her symptoms. Finally, she put away her previous cold face and began to worry.

"Zhang... Mr. Zhang, my illness..."

Seeing Zhao Yan like this, Zhang Xiaofan's lips raised slightly: "Don't worry, with me here, I can make you live even if you die."

After hearing this, Zhao Yan, who had just calmed down, his face darkened again.

As time passed, Zhao Yan's legs began to slowly recover their perceptions; then they went back to their room.

"Brother Zhang, what kind of medicine is caused by Yan'er's disease?"

"If I guess correctly, it should be related to the Feng family."

The reason why Zhang Xiaofan said this was because he heard from his master about ancient witchcraft, and the medicine in Zhao Yan's body was probably developed by imitating ancient witchcraft.

Zhao Anguo frowned deeply and sighed with a sad face: "Has the Feng family really developed a drug that can exert the power of ancient witchcraft?"

As they said that, the two followed Zhao Yan to her room. The decoration in the room was simple and monotonous. The walls were all light blue, and even the furniture was green. As soon as they came in, Zhang Xiaofan thought he had gone to the wrong room.

He thought to himself, how could Zhao Yan decorate the room into a color that boys like.

However, this color matches her personality very well, and she has a cold feeling.

Zhao Yan lay on the bed with a reluctant look on her face, looking at Zhang Xiaofan with a look of boredom.

But at this time she did not refuse again, and lay quietly on the bed waiting for Zhang Xiaofan to approach.

"Mr. Zhao, please go out. My usual treatment methods are quite special. If there are outsiders here, there will be many inconveniences."

This was naturally what Zhang Xiaofan said deliberately. In fact, Zhao Yan's condition is not worth mentioning in his eyes, so he only had a few injections.

The reason why I said this is to make fun of Zhao Yan later, so that she would look down on others before.

After Zhao Anguoluo thought about it, he turned around and prepared to leave; Zhang Xiaofan suddenly said again: "If you hear any sound later, just pretend that you didn't hear it. Before I go out, no one is allowed to break in."

"Well, if you need anything, just open your mouth."

Although Zhao Anguo was reluctant to go out, he was still very polite to Zhang Xiaofan before leaving.

After Zhao Anguo went out, Zhang Xiaofan locked the door with his backhand, then narrowed his eyes at Zhao Yan on the bed, and slowly took off his shirt.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan started to take off his clothes, Zhao Yan on the bed suddenly stopped calm and started to do it, staring at him with a defensive face.

"What are you doing? Of course, it's to help you treat your illness. What else do you think I can do?"

As he said that, Zhang Xiaofan threw his shirt casually and walked slowly towards Zhao Yan.

"Stop, don't come over; otherwise I'll call someone..."

"How can I treat you if I can't go over? I'm treating you out of kindness."

Outside the room, Zhao Anguo did not go far because he was worried about Zhao Yan's temper. After hearing the conversation just now, he shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "Oh, why is Yan'er so ignorant? Brother Zhang kindly treats her.

She not only didn’t thank her for her first, but also yelled at her like this. It was so concise.”

Thinking of this, Zhao Anguo decided that Zhang Xiaofan would come out later and apologize for Zhao Yan and give Zhang Xiaofan some compensation.

In the room, Zhang Xiaofan was already sitting on Zhao Yan's bed, while Zhao Yan was curled up in the corner of the wall, no longer at all the cold posture he had when he met before, like a frightened rabbit.

Why was she so scared? In fact, she didn't know that this was the first time she had shown such fear since she was a child.

Seeing Zhao Yan like this, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly lost interest in teasing her.

I thought that Zhao Yan, who was aloof by nature, should be very exciting after being teased, but... Zhang Xiaofan was extremely disappointed.

"Okay, I won't make trouble with you anymore; come and lie down."

Perhaps because Zhang Xiaofan's words were a bit heavy, Zhao Yan actually trembled all over and became even more frightened.

Helplessly, Zhang Xiaofan had to reach out and grab Zhao Yan's ankle, pull him hard, and pull him on the bed.

Then, regardless of Zhao Yan's reaction, he took out a few silver needles and slowly pierced several acupuncture points in Zhao Yan's body.

Then I used the Hunyuan Art and slowly forced out the medicine from her body.

Time passed little by little. About ten minutes later, Zhang Xiaofan slowly put away the silver needle and looked at Zhao Yan who was already asleep. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times. The woman actually fell asleep...

Ignore Zhao Yan and walked out of the room.

"Brother Zhang, how is Yan'er's illness?"

As soon as he left the door, Zhao Anguo hurried over and asked with a worried look on his face.
Chapter completed!