Urban Invincible Medical Divine-Chapter 700 - 358: Unreliable_3

Their union was an accident, but this man had already, unknowingly, taken over her heart.

Fan Xiaoyu’s parents had returned inside the house, leaving only Liu Wentian, Fan Xiaoyu, and Song Junfeng and his woman outside.

"Aren’t you leaving yet?" Liu Wentian looked at Song Junfeng.

He was also surprised that this guy had fixed the car so quickly; it was too efficient, definitely with some ulterior motive.

Song Junfeng chuckled and said, "Miracle doctor, look, I’ve fixed your car now. My dad’s illness, can you please come and take a look? Hehe, by the way, about that poison you mentioned, could you give me the antidote now?"

He indeed had a purpose—his father’s illness was getting worse by the day, and the thought of being poisoned and dying within two days without the antidote really scared him!!

If this miracle doctor had some emergency and suddenly left Songchang City, wouldn’t he be doomed?

So, he had put in a lot of effort to fix the car as quickly as possible and bring it over!!

Fan Xiaoyu listened with some astonishment. What was going on, Liu Wentian was feeding people poison?

"Talk about your dad’s symptoms first."

Seeing that this guy had a good attitude, and he had fixed the car quickly, Liu Wentian did not reject him straight away; instead, he added, "By the way, the thing I fed you today wasn’t really poison, just something to replenish energy, nourish the blood, and relieve fatigue."

What the hell!!

Song Junfeng’s expression froze, then turned green, almost bursting out cursing, damn it, he had been terrified for so long, nearly scared to death, only for it to be a joke!!

The woman beside him had a face wanting to laugh but daring not to, struggling mightily to contain it.

"Pfft!" Fan Xiaoyu couldn’t help but giggle, thinking to herself that Liu Wentian really knew how to trick people.

"What’s with that look on your face, not happy? Want me to feed you some real poison?" Liu Wentian looked at Song Junfeng, asking.

"Er... no, of course I’m not unhappy, haha, Miracle Doctor, you were just joking with me!!"

As Song Junfeng said this, he almost burst into tears, then quickly added,

"Miracle Doctor, let me tell you about my dad’s condition. Two months ago, he started having swollen limbs, then every night, he would have unbearable headaches, sometimes even rolling on the floor in pain. Also, the strangest thing is, his eyes seemed as if they were dyed with a layer of cyan ink—"

"His urine is also blue, right? Does his skin feel painful when exposed to the sun?" Liu Wentian suddenly asked.

"Ah! Miracle Doctor, how do you know?" Song Junfeng exclaimed, eagerly asked, "Do you know what disease this is? The top hospitals both in the capital and in the United States where my dad went couldn’t figure out what’s wrong! Can you treat it?"

"Can treat, it’s just a bug bite," Liu Wentian said faintly.

"Just a bug bite?? This... never mind, as long as you can cure it! Miracle Doctor, come back with me quickly, my dad is at home, come treat him quickly!"

Song Junfeng smiled joyfully, his own father always said he was irresponsible, but now he had found a miracle doctor, his father would have to see him in a new light!!

"I don’t need to go. I’ll just give you a Spiritual Medicine; just have him take it," Liu Wentian said, taking out a cheap-looking small porcelain bottle and shaking out a Spiritual Medicine.

"Spiritual Medicine?" Song Junfeng paused, looking at the dark clay pill-like medicine in Liu Wentian’s hand, somewhat doubtful.

Before, Liu Wentian had fed him a Spiritual Medicine, then tricked him by saying it was poison, and eventually said it was for replenishing energy and nourishing the blood; and now, it turned out to be for treating disease?

Moreover, his father had run through domestic and foreign major hospitals and couldn’t be cured, and just relying on this mud pill-like thing could cure him?

Song Junfeng was very skeptical, wondering if the miracle doctor was playing him again?

"Miracle Doctor, you’re not joking with me again, right? Just this can cure my dad’s illness? I think, maybe you should come with me?" Song Junfeng expressed his doubt.

"If I say it can, then it can, what’s with all these questions. Do you want it or not? If not, get lost," Liu Wentian said, waving his hand impatiently.

"No no, I want it!" Song Junfeng said helplessly, since the miracle doctor had said so, he might as well take it back and see.

"Then Miracle Doctor, how much for this Spiritual Medicine?" Song Junfeng asked.

Liu Wentian looked at Fan Xiaoyu and asked, "Sister Yu, what do you think is an appropriate price?"

Fan Xiaoyu, on the side, felt like she was watching a movie.

The other party had described the symptoms, and Liu Wentian unexpectedly said it was from a bug bite, moreover said it could cure, just by taking this Spiritual Medicine—it was simply unbelievable!

She felt Liu Wentian seemed somewhat like a charlatan...

Hearing Liu Wentian’s query, she pondered for a moment, then asked, "Is it costly to produce this Spiritual Medicine?"

Liu Wentian shook his head and said, "No, but we are selling our expertise, so it still has to be sold for a higher price."

Fan Xiaoyu nodded, indeed, many things have low production costs but are sold for a high price; it’s the expertise that counts.

She carefully suggested, "How about ten thousand?"

Selling such a mud pill-like Spiritual Medicine to others for ten thousand, she felt somewhat embarrassed, feeling like she was truly being a swindler, thus she asked in a negotiating tone.

"Fine," Liu Wentian nodded, looked at Song Junfeng, and said, "Sister Yu said ten million, so it’s ten million for you."

Song Junfeng, hearing Fan Xiaoyu suggest ten thousand, displayed a dismissive smile on his face.