"I guarantee you'll pocket no less than 100,000 yuan. That settles it!" Zhan Feiyu decisively interrupted Zhu Bufan's rambling.

Zhu Bufan immediately shut up, and Zhan Feiyu continued, "However, it's contingent on you actually curing their illness. Otherwise, you won't get a dime, got it?"

"Rest assured, there is no illness on this earth that I, Zhu Bufan, cannot handle!" Zhu Bufan boasted, thumping his chest with grand assurance.

Yeah right, full of hot air, Zhan Feiyu thought helplessly, rolling her eyes at Zhu Bufan, filled with disdain. This guy is all talk, not a single word he says is true. What if he can't cure the illness when the time comes?

Zhan Feiyu stood there pondering for a while, and finally came up with a good idea. She hurriedly leaned close to Zhu Bufan and whispered, "Zhu Bufan, let me describe my friend's condition. Could you concoct the medicine right here for him? I'll take it to him to use. As long as he is cured, I'll immediately pay you 100,000 yuan. How about it?"

"This..." Zhu Bufan paused for a moment, somewhat unsure, and said, "If I haven't seen the patient with my own eyes, I'm afraid I can't accurately assess the condition. If I misdiagnose..."

"Shut up, his condition is simple - he's impotent!" Zhan Feiyu decisively cut off Zhu Bufan's nonsense, her pretty face blushing as she disclosed the "condition".

This kind of illness is indeed very straightforward, obvious at a glance. Do you, kid, still need to go touch and check? That would utterly disgust the person.

"This..." Zhu Bufan frowned slightly, staring at Zhan Feiyu with a curious look for a long time. Impotence is a humiliation for a man; how could they possibly tell you, Zhan Feiyu?

In short, how did you come to know about this person's illness? Don't tell me you and that person...

Seeing the complicated look in Zhu Bufan's eyes, Zhan Feiyu immediately understood what he was thinking and countered with indignation: "What do you mean, Zhu Bufan? His condition was told to me by my friend, it's her boyfriend, how could she not know?"

Oh, so that's how it is. Zhu Bufan nodded and said, "Here's the thing, I can treat his illness, but it has a lot to do with his physique. Unless there is a change in his physique, it is difficult to eliminate the problem completely!"

Zhan Feiyu immediately responded with disappointment, "Then forget it. If your medicine only works once, it's not as convenient as just using Viagra."

"It's not just for one-time use." Zhu Bufan said with considerable confidence, "Taking the medicine once can ensure he is fine for at least a month. I can prescribe a year's worth of medicine all at once, that is, twelve Elixir pills. How does that sound?"

"Really?" Zhan Feiyu's beautiful eyes lit up again.

"Of course, what's the point in lying to you?" Zhu Bufan nodded repeatedly.

Zhan Feiyu immediately took out her phone, made a call to confirm, and quickly received a satisfying response: as long as Zhu Bufan can cure the illness, money is not an issue. Zhu Bufan was curious about the identity of his patient, but since Zhan Feiyu kept quiet, he felt it was inappropriate to ask more.

This sort of condition is not exactly something to be proud of; keeping the patient's confidentiality is a must.

"Zhu Bufan, when will you prepare the medicine for my friend? You don't have to show him your prescription or anything, just show it to me," said Zhan Feiyu, knowing the horrifying nature of Zhu Bufan's prescriptions. If her friend saw ingredients like arsenic and powered toad venom on the prescription, who knows what he would think?

"No need for complications." Zhu Bufan shook his head, took out a small white pill from his pocket, and handed it to Zhan Feiyu, saying, "Try giving him this one. If it doesn't work, I won't charge a cent. If it does, we can then discuss the price."

So confident? Zhan Feiyu widened her beautiful eyes, somewhat unable to believe this was real. Even if you were a Divine Doctor come to earth, you couldn't just casually produce Divine Medicines from your pocket, could you? Is it possible that your medicine cures all diseases?

Zhu Bufan noticed Zhan Feiyu's worries and immediately reassured her: "Little Fish, you can rest assured that I guarantee the efficacy of this medicine. If it doesn't work... I won't charge you a penny, how about that?" Zhu Bufan had intended to find something on him to make a bet with Zhan Feiyu.

But he really couldn't find anything of value on him.

"Fine, since that's the case, I'll take it and have him try it. If it's ineffective, I'll never believe you again!" Zhan Feiyu deliberately dropped a harsh line, then huffed coldly and left without looking back.

It wasn't that Zhan Feiyu deliberately wanted to put on airs with Zhu Bufan, but Zhu Bufan's approach was too unreliable. Zhan Feiyu was very disappointed and angry.

Last time this charlatan treated her, although the prescription was a bit outrageous, there was still a prescription at least. This time it's better—I barely mention the illness and you don't even write down a prescription, just casually pull out a pill from your pocket and claim it can cure diseases.

Isn't this obviously fooling people? Zhan Feiyu is now going to "deliver the medicine" with an attitude of just giving it a try, aiming for that one in ten thousand chance of success. What if it really does cure the disease? Wouldn't that mean striking it rich?

If it doesn't work, then it's just the kid's bad luck. After all, the medicine isn't lethal! It won't kill anyone, so you can confidently give it a try.

It's known that within scientific progress, there are always those experimental subjects, and right now Zhan Feiyu is treating her friend's life as a lab rat.

Although Zhan Feiyu didn't really believe it, she didn't say much and just took the Divine Medicine to her good friend. The efficacy of the Divine Medicine still needed to be verified, which is another matter to be set aside for now.

Zhu Bufan did not take Zhan Feiyu's words to heart, at most he was just concerned about the medical fee of one hundred thousand yuan. He was not worried at all about the treatment outcome. The medicine couldn't possibly be ineffective.

After all, the medicine was refined by his master, Zhu Dayou himself. Master Dayou, naturally, was countless times more skilled than Zhu Bufan. If his medicine was ineffective, Zhu Bufan's efforts would be in vain.

What Zhu Bufan was most concerned about was Su Bingshan's condition, which was very severe—to the point of being beyond relief. If treatment wasn't administered soon, it might actually lead to the loss of life. But Su Bingshan was stubbornly refusing treatment, which was maddening.

Forget it, first back to the classroom to rest for a bit!

As soon as Zhu Bufan entered the classroom, Zhang Guanguan ran over to him frantically. While he was puzzled, Zhang Guanguan handed him a small slip of paper.

On closer inspection, it turned out to be a test.

"Here, this is the test you asked for, a total of 3003 characters. I won't charge you for the extra three characters, here you go." Zhang Guanguan said generously, as if she was doing a favor.

Zhu Bufan looked at this test report, feeling a whirlwind of emotions.

"Guanguan, are you free today? I'd like to invite you out for a drink, how about it?"

"Ah..." Zhang Guanguan had never expected Zhu Bufan to be so bold, to bring up such a matter in front of everyone. How could she, a woman, have the face to accept it? Although Zhang Guanguan wasn't a campus beauty like Zhan Feiyu, she was still considered one of the most beautiful girls in the class.

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