boom!

Although the tone of Ye Ping's words and words was not loud, they were heard into Fan Heng's ears, as if endless thunder was rolling, which made his head buzz loudly.

In his eyes, he looked at Ye Ping with disbelief and horror.

At this moment, he suddenly felt like he was a bare-butt doll in front of Ye Ping, with no secret at all!

"Why, aren't these enough?" Ye Ping looked at Fan Heng's appearance, chuckled, and then said, "Do you want me to say something else?"

"Who told you these?"

Fan Heng's voice was extremely hoarse, and even when he spoke, he could smell the bloody smell that emerged from his mouth.

He is really out of control now.

The things that Ye Ping said were all secrets in him. Apart from the person involved and him, no third person knew about it. Some of them, if not Ye Ping mentioned it, he would have forgotten them.

But now, Ye Ping is like the bystanders standing next to them when those things happened, and he is familiar with them.

Such a situation cannot prevent him from being shocked and terrified.

"It doesn't matter who told me, what's important is Boss Fan, are you willing to help me deal with this marrow cleaning pill and replace it with Qingming pill..."

Ye Ping raised his eyebrows and continued.

"Are you sure you can cure my daughter's illness?"

Fan Heng lowered his head, his eyes changed rapidly for a long time, he raised his head, stared at Ye Ping's eyes, paused in a deep voice.

"If I can't cure him in this world, then no one will be able to cure her."

Ye Ping said it lightly and casually, as if it was not a rescue, but a trivial matter like eating and drinking water.

"Why should I believe you?"

Fan Heng continued to stare at Ye Ping and said in a deep voice.

"Am I a miracle doctor? You can go to Jing'ansi and the palace to inquire. Don't say you can't do it. I think you will not be able to do it. You will not be able to do it without these methods." After Ye Ping said lightly, he spread his hands and said indifferently: "Of course, Boss Fan, you can also choose not to believe it, I have no objection."

Fan Heng twitched hard at the corner of his eyes.

He knew that Ye Ping had made all the preparations this time and was determined to take it.

He took all the secrets and his daughter's illnesses into his hands.

But he was sure that the last time Ye Ping saw him, he didn't know these secrets.

How long has it been since Ye Ping knew his background very well. Such a person is really terrible.

The so-called "hands and eyes" are probably nothing more than this!

When did such a person appear in Lin'an City?!

"Boss Fan doesn't want to do it, so let it go and say goodbye."

Ye Ping bowed to Fan Heng at will and turned around and left.

He had already seen that people like Fan Heng are the kind of people who are prone to thinking too much. The more mysterious and casual you act, the more they think.

"If you can cure my daughter, I can sell this marrow-cleaning pill for you. If you have other elixirs in the future, you can also find me."

Sure enough, Fan Heng saw Ye Ping's actions, his eyes changed a little, and then gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice to Ye Ping.

"make a deal."

Ye Ping grinned and raised a hand to Fan Heng.

Fan Heng raised his hand and slapped Ye Ping hard.

"Mr. Ye, please come here."

Immediately afterwards, Fan Heng turned sideways and took Ye Ping away from the Yizhuang Village, led his horse and walked towards a small alley in the distance.

The alleys are full of dilapidated houses, which look very old. Many of them have grown thatch on the roof. It seems that as long as the rain is a little heavier, the roof will collapse.

As for the businesses that Fan Heng does, let alone buying a house in Lin'an City, even buying a large courtyard with three in and three out next to the East City, it is more than enough.

He lives in such a humble alley, and it is conceivable that his savings over the years should be spent on treating his daughter.

Similarly, this also means that Fan Heng’s daughter’s disease should be very difficult.

If it was just an ordinary disease, Fan Heng earned so much money and the money he earned with elixirs, even if it was piled up, he would have piled up people.

Not only that, Ye Ping also discovered that although Fan Heng looked ferocious and ugly, the children running and playing in the alley were not afraid of him. When he saw Fan Heng bring him, he was a little timid, but he still wandered around the big dark horse. Some of them were brave and quietly touched the long tail of the big dark horse.

It can be seen that Fan Heng gets along well with the people in the alley on weekdays.

"This is my house. The house is a bit simple. Please forgive me."

A little later, when he reached the entrance of the courtyard at the end of the alley, Fan Heng bowed to Ye Ping and said.

"It's okay."

Ye Ping shook his head casually, found a tree to tie the big black horse, glanced at the road, and immediately saw a lot of medicine residue.

"Ginseng, Angelica, Blood Spirit Ginseng, Dan Blood Fruit..."

When Ye Ping's eyes fell on the medicine residue, he couldn't help but sucked the air conditioner slightly.

All the medicine residues are great medicines, and they are the kind of medicines that can restore vitality. Some are visible to the world, and some are spiritual medicines, which are quite rare!

Even if there is a mountain of gold, it may not be able to withstand the loss of such consumption.

"Mr. Ye, please come inside."

Fan Heng saw Ye Ping looking at the medicine residue, sighed softly, and said sideways.

Ye Ping nodded, followed Fan Heng and walked into the courtyard.

There was a strong smell of medicine floating in the air in the courtyard, which was exactly the same as the smell on Fan Heng.

Even because of the abundant spiritual vitality in these tonics, some weeds in the yard are growing stronger than the outside world!

"Mo'er, Daddy brought the miracle doctor to treat you."

Fan Heng took Ye Ping into the room, lifted the curtain in the bedroom, and said softly.

This...is Fan Heng's daughter?!

Ye Ping glanced into the house and couldn't help but lose his mind.

I saw that on the bed in the room, a woman with dry hair like weeds, wrinkles on her cheeks, even her teeth had fallen off, and her body was as dry as a dry bone, as if she was already an old woman in her seventies and eighties.

If it weren't for the occasional exhalation of anger in her nose, Ye Ping would almost think that this was a mummy.

But this tone was intermittent and very weak, and seemed to suddenly stop at any time.

Before he grows old, he has already aging!

"Be good Mo'er..."
Chapter completed!