"Let me put it this way, if the success rate of your surgery is 80%, then the success rate for my medicine should be about 95%" Zhu Bufan responded very cautiously. In the matter of treating illnesses, no one can guarantee a 100%. Sometimes, even a minor cold and fever require several rounds of continuous treatment to resolve, not to mention that Ouyang Feiyu's illness is the rather complicated leukemia.

"Why isn't it one hundred percent? Where does that five percent of risk lie? Can it be controlled in advance?" Ouyang Feiyu's question was exceedingly professional—ten times, even a hundred times more so, than Zhu Bufan, the "Divine Doctor."

"That five percent of risk mainly depends on your level of cooperation. If you strictly follow my instructions and execute them perfectly, then the success rate can absolutely reach 99%!" Zhu Bufan confidently responded. After so many years of learning from his master, he had that level of confidence.

"Hmm, that impressive?" Ouyang Feiyu was momentarily tempted, but then immediately, another highly professional question followed: "Zhu Bufan, you say the success rate is 99%, right? But if the treatment fails, could it bring severe consequences, endangering my life?"

"Absolutely not," Zhu Bufan said, waving his hands: "Let me put it this way— even if my medicine is unable to cure your disease completely in one go, it can at least alleviate it somewhat, with no risk to your life!"

"Zhu Bufan, are you a man? Are you willing to take responsibility for your words?" Ouyang Feiyu suddenly changed her demeanor. A smiling, radiant face turned stern and cold in an instant.

"I am a man, and I am willing to take responsibility for my words!" Zhu Bufan declared definitively.

Ouyang Feiyu then nodded in satisfaction.

"One last question, how long roughly before your treatment method shows effect? My body can't hold on for much longer!"

"Give it a week, I guarantee you'll be cured within that time!"

"Alright, then get started. We begin timing from now."

At this moment, Zhu Bufan felt nothing but admiration for Ouyang Feiyu. When she was being playful, she was like an underage girl, but once she turned serious, not even the most seasoned veterans could get the better of her.

Ouyang Feiyu agreeing to let Zhu Bufan treat her relieved him considerably. Ouyang Feiyu had authoritative diagnostic reports, which were certainly more accurate than the diagnosis Zhu Bufan could make through bone palpation—a method he insisted on, mostly out of spite toward the young lady, rather than for a genuine routine checkup.

Zhu Bufan's medical skills greatly diverged from traditional practices. For example, for Ouyang Feiyu's illness, there was no ready-made prescription at Zhu Bufan's disposal. All he could do was formulate and refine the medicine on-site according to the specific circumstances of Ouyang Feiyu's condition!

Previously, when Xiao Ju gave him the Gino-ray copper particles, upon inspection by Zhu Bufan, they turned out to be some ineffectual "Digestive Tablets"—could such a thing cure Ouyang Feiyu's illness? That would be wildly fantastical!

Zhu Bufan found some paper and a pen on the spot, ready to show Ouyang Feiyu what he could do in her presence.

Formulate the Elixir!

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Ouyang Feiyu, seeing Zhu Bufan going about his business quite professionally, called over Ouyang Feihuang to help her down from the bed and sit at the table, to watch with her own eyes how this heaven-defying prescription was realized!

But the moment Ouyang Feiyu's eyes landed on that slip of paper, she immediately erupted in fury: "Zhu Bufan, what do you mean by this?! How dare you try to fool this lady with ****, are you courting death?!"

That's right, the second main ingredient in Zhu Bufan's prescription was: **** one tael. It would be strange if Ouyang Feiyu wasn't angry after seeing that.

Zhu Bufan immediately realized the situation was not good. Originally, "****" should academically be referred to as "stinking soil," but he had overlooked this small matter in a moment of carelessness.

Mainly because just before he started writing the prescription, Zhu Bufan's phone had rung. Upon checking, he saw a deposit of 100,000 yuan in his account, it was the money from Brother Ying or Brother Kuan as per their deal. Zhu Bufan was overjoyed and inevitably got a bit carried away.

"Zhu Bufan, speak up! You must explain this to me, otherwise, I'll call the police right now!" Ouyang Feiyu had now convinced herself that Zhu Bufan was the "quack doctor" her brother had found, intent on killing her.

"Yeah, Zhu Bufan, what do you mean by letting my sister eat ****? If you don't clarify things for us today, be prepared to spend the rest of your life in prison, hmph!"

Zhu Bufan immediately started to explain, "Miss, you've misunderstood, I was truly writing a prescription for you. If you don't believe me, look, aren't there dozens of other medicines listed below? If I wanted to harm you, I could have just made you eat a dose of ****, would that not be simpler?" While speaking, Zhu Bufan was about to pick up the prescription to show it to Ouyang Feiyu.

The moment he lifted the prescription, Zhu Bufan felt it wasn't right, many of the medicines listed were seen as deadly poisons by ordinary people. If Ouyang Feiyu saw them, she'd make a huge fuss! Just as Zhu Bufan was about to take back the prescription to "destroy the evidence," Ouyang Feiyu fiercely snatched it from his hands.

Looking at it in front of her, Ouyang Feiyu's legs went weak and she blacked out, fainting on the spot!

The prescription:

One tael of granite, **** two taels, iron filings one mace, arsenic trioxide one tael… sulfuric acid one tael, gunpowder five taels… All in all, Zhu Bufan listed more than 30 materials, about half of which were terrifying items. The most outrageous was the "mixture of tears, saliva, and urine, one jin"—never mind whether it's poisonous, the sheer disgust alone would be enough to kill a person!

From the list on the prescription, it's clear Zhu Bufan had only written down a part of it; there was another part not disclosed. If he had written out the rest, who knows what sort of heaven-defying thing he might create.

"Help!" After seeing this "Poison Formula," Ouyang Feihuang screamed in alarm, waving the prescription and dashing out of the room, running and crying as if being chased.

Zhu Bufan felt a flicker of panic, but this nervousness lasted only a few seconds before dissipating without a trace. The current trouble was indeed prickly, but it wasn't unsolvable!

At worst, I just won't treat you, Ouyang Feiyu; after all, I now have 100,000 yuan in my pocket, a small achievement. Being sacked by you all doesn't bother me. As for my prescription, you think it's poison, but I can refine an Elixir from the listed materials and show you by eating one myself.

If it's poison, I'll die first; if not, even if you call the police, they'll have to let me go!

Ouyang Feihuang's loud cries soon spread throughout the Ouyang family, leading a surge of people to rush towards Ouyang Feiyu's room. Du Yujiao was even more devastated, wailing as she burst into Ouyang Feiyu's room, finding Ouyang Feiyu collapsed on the floor, life and death unknown. She clutched Ouyang Feiyu's "corpse" and cried loudly, a sight that could tear at anyone's heartstrings.

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