Chapter 143 Descent!

Then Li Ziqi found her cell phone and made a call to Chen Bufan.

"Hey, if you have something to say, say it quickly and if you fart, hurry up. I'm practicing."

For Chen Bufan, practicing Qigong is almost impossible and must be done every day.

"You sent me to the hotel last night?"

"nonsense!"

"Um...you..." Li Ziqi didn't know how to express it, and it was hard to say.

You can't ask bluntly and stupidly, why didn't you ruin me?

"I know what you are going to say. I have no interest in drunken women."

"What's the difference between that and playing with a dead body? Lying there motionless, without cooperation or interaction."

"When you have time, let's have a fierce battle. If I don't kill you, you will fall on your back and scream in agony. My name will be written upside down."

Such shameless words.

"Get out!" Li Ziqi cursed and immediately hung up the phone.

A shameless person will always be shameless.

Chen Bufan, one day you must not fall into my hands, otherwise I will let you know what it means to be evil.

Then her face turned red, and the blush spread all over her pretty face.

Chen Bufan is quite capable of saying such explicit words to a girl.

I casually picked up the white top and was about to put it on and leave, but found that it was mottled and smelled bad.

No wonder that guy took off his shirt and still had some conscience.

But he's still an asshole.

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After Chen Bufan finished practicing, the senior sister prepared breakfast. It was not a rich breakfast, but it was rich in nutrients.

Since the school is on summer vacation and there is no need to go to school, Chen Bufan is okay, but Wang Doudou is more boring.

I lie down all day long, and besides playing games and watching TV series, I live my life happily.

No, after breakfast, I went to the sofa again, shouting about being brave and not afraid of difficulties.

The game officially begins again.

At this time, Chen Bufan received a text message from his second senior sister Wan Yanran.

She encountered a difficult patient and needed Chen Bufan's help.

After seeing the message, Chen Bufan stood up and walked outside without saying a word.

There are very few diseases in the world that Wan Yanran cannot solve, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are rare.

Soon, Chen Bufan arrived at the place.

Walking into the house, a person caught Chen Bufan's attention.

It turned out to be him!

Scholar's sword!

It had been almost a month since their last separation. Chen Bufan thought his girlfriend's illness had been cured, but he didn't expect to come to Su City.

Next to him sat a woman, wearing a floral dress, thin, with a very poor complexion, and looked very sick.

But her features are delicate, not very beautiful, but she can definitely be called beautiful and pleasant.

"Long time no see!" Chen Bufan smiled slightly.

"Brother Bufan!" The scholar held his sword in his jaw and nodded.

"Because of your girlfriend's illness?" Chen Bufan went straight to the point.

"yes!"

"The Qidao Poison Doctor didn't cure it?"

The scholar Yijian looked at his lover tenderly and shook his head, "The treatment failed, Xiaoyun only has one week left to live."

"Brother Bufan said last time that if Xiaoyun's illness is not cured or the money cannot be raised, I can give you a try."

"The money was gathered together, and Qidao Poison Doctor also tried his best, but in the end..."

"In desperation, I had no choice but to bring Yun'er to Su City."

"Originally I wanted to find you directly, but I heard that there is a miracle doctor in Suzhou City, and after asking about it, I came here."

"I didn't expect that she turned out to be your senior sister." The scholar smiled bitterly.

After going around in a circle, I returned to Chen Bufan.

"Second Senior Sister, what's wrong with her?" Chen Bufan turned around and asked.

"The damage to the heart meridians is caused by congenital factors. This is not the key."

"The key thing is that her energy and spirit are quickly dissipating, like a piece of paper being ignited by fire, and her life span is rapidly shortened." Wan Yanran frowned.

"I checked and couldn't find the root cause."

Chen Bufan thought for a while and remained silent.

Scholar Yijian looked extremely nervous, Chen Bufan was his last hope.

If there is no other way, Yun'er can only wait for death, and the day of death will be one week later.

Yun'er was open-minded, her expression was calm, and she didn't pay much attention to her condition.

Just looking at the scholar Yijian's eyes, full of love and reluctance.

The two truly loved each other, and every moment they spent together was happy and beautiful.

She loved him and wanted to grow old together with him, but she couldn't help it.

"Let me take a look." Chen Bufan had no conclusion yet, so he had to check it first.

Walking to Yun'er's side, Chen Bufan grabbed a small boneless hand and clasped three fingers at Yun'er's side.

The true energy entered her body, trying to find out the crux.

Time passed slowly, and it took more than ten minutes to let go.

"How is it?" Scholar Yijian asked hurriedly.

"Her illness is beyond the scope of medical skill."

"Ah?" The scholar panicked and his expression suddenly changed.

The implication is that... there is nothing we can do?

"Junior brother, is there something true in your words?"

"The one who knows me is Second Senior Sister! Yun'er's illness cannot be cured by medical techniques. Even the best doctors are helpless and have no ability."

"She is not sick, but someone has knocked her head down."

"Lower your head? What is that?" Scholar Yijian asked doubtfully.

He has never heard of this word, nor has he been exposed to it, so naturally he doesn't know.

"Head-dropping is a kind of evil magic in Southeast Asia. It can also be called witchcraft. Different regions have different methods of casting spells, and they vary greatly."

"Mostly human bones, blood, hair, or nails are used to lower people."

"The person who is cast by the spell will experience various discomforts or die silently."

"Qidao Ghost Doctor has a few tricks up his sleeve. If he hadn't taken action, your girlfriend would have died long ago, and there would be no way to save her." Chen Bufan explained.

"I don't care about anything, I just want to ask if it can be saved?" The scholar said eagerly, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

He was very nervous and his heart was trembling.

The famous scholar kills people with a single sword, and has experienced various dangerous scenes, but he became like this because of a woman.

Maybe...this is love!

If Yun'er dies, I believe that Scholar Yijian will definitely collapse and may even follow her away.

There are eighty million Chinese characters, and the word love is the most murderous.

I sincerely wish lovers will get married eventually!

Life and death, never be separated!

"Yes!" Chen Bufan smiled.

"Really?" Scholar Yijian was ecstatic.

"If Yun'er's disease can be cured, I, the scholar Yi Jian, owe you a huge favor."

"No matter what happens, at any time, as long as you give me an order, I will go through fire and water, even to the death."

The scholar Yijian had tears in his eyes. He saw hope and the dawn.

Saw the future!

"We'll wait until your girlfriend's illness is cured." Chen Bufan said without hesitation.

"Go and prepare some things for me, glutinous rice, rooster blood, cinnabar, yellow paper..."

Chen Bufan mentioned several things in succession, which are also must-haves.

The third master's wife knows a lot, and there is almost nothing she doesn't know. Except for martial arts, medical skills, and poison skills, the rest were taught by the third master's wife.

Divination, physiognomy, chess, calligraphy and painting, etc...
Chapter completed!