Zhu Bufan finally got a close look at the black mole on Du Yujiao's leg. This thing was very conspicuous; you could see it from a distance, but Zhu Bufan unscrupulously leaned in closer, stared for quite a while, then even sniffed it with his nose, which infuriated Zhan Feiyu. Her pretty face turned an iron shade of blue as she stomped furiously behind him, almost wishing she could rush up and slaughter this scoundrel on the spot!

After examining for quite some time, Zhu Bufan nodded again and said, "It is indeed a Black Heart Mole, no mistake."

"Nonsense!" Zhan Feiyu roared. "You stared for so long only to come up with that? You might as well have not looked at all!"

"Shut up," Du Yujiao shouted sternly. "When a doctor diagnoses an illness, isn't it through looking, smelling, asking, and feeling the pulse? If you don't understand, then don't meddle blindly. Go over there and stay out of the way, don't interfere with Zhu Bufan while he's treating the illness."

With no choice, Zhan Feiyu could only pout and move to the side.

In Zhan Feiyu's view, this Zhu Bufan brat must be looking for an opportunity to take advantage, to cop a feel on his mother, but Du Yujiao saw clearly that Zhu Bufan's gaze had been locked on the black mole on her leg the whole time, without straying to look at any private parts.

Upon closer observation, Zhu Bufan was breathing steadily, his face calm like still water, and he did not have the appearance of someone whose qi and blood were surging, or with lust clouding his mind. This indicated that he had no ulterior motives; he was solely focused on diagnosing the illness.

However, Zhu Bufan's next move left Du Yujiao unable to remain calm by any means. He actually reached out with a pair of big hands and abruptly grasped Du Yujiao's thigh, giving it a squeeze.

"Ah!" Du Yujiao exclaimed in alarm, shouting, "What are you doing, seeking your own death!"

After she spoke, she swung her hand towards Zhu Bufan's face, attempting to slap him, but Zhu Bufan immediately tilted his head to dodge.

Zhan Feiyu was alarmed behind him. She charged forward brandishing scissors and exclaimed fiercely, "You beast dare to molest my mother, I will kill you, you thieving brat!"

She thrust the scissors heavily towards Zhu Bufan's back, but Zhu Bufan did not dodge. But did Zhan Feiyu herself really have the courage to kill someone? The scissors stopped just over half a foot from Zhu Bufan's shoulder as she grimaced menacingly, threatening, "Let go quickly, or I'll kill you right away!"

Zhu Bufan did not turn his head to look at Zhan Feiyu, but instead spoke to Du Yujiao, "Mom, if you don't believe me, I'll leave this room immediately and will never bring up this matter again. When your Black Heart Mole worsens to the point you can't bear it, I'll treat it then!"

Although that's what he said, his hands did not let go. Instead, Du Yujiao, seeing that his expression was grave and not seemingly joking, pressed for answers, "What's the difference between treating the illness after it flares up and treating it now?"

"There is a difference," Zhu Bufan nodded. "To treat Black Heart Moles, one must perform surgery to remove them, conservative treatment won't do. Right now, the Black Heart Mole has not yet fully developed, only the size of a quail egg. After its removal, the incision will be very small, and I'll apply a bit of our ancestral secret medicine, which will entirely erase even the small scar that's left."

Du Yujiao nodded, and Zhu Bufan shifted the topic, continuing. "But if we keep delaying like this, the Black Heart Mole will eventually worsen into a Black Heart Sore! By then, the affected area will expand to the size of a palm, and after it's cut out, a huge scar will inevitably remain! It will be incurable."

"Ah? That serious!" Du Yujiao exclaimed in shock, creating a bowl-sized scar on her beautiful leg—that would be ten thousand times more terrifying than losing her life, and absolutely unacceptable!

Zhu Bufan nodded and said, "For any disease, early discovery and treatment is always the best policy. Mom, when you noticed something was wrong with your leg, you should've sought medical treatment immediately, instead of keeping it to yourself. What you did was wrong."

"Er..." Du Yujiao braced herself and said, "It's all because I'm worried about you kids all day, I just didn't have the time to care for it."

Though Du Yujiao was somewhat exaggerating, it was also a fact. In order to support the careers of Zhan Feiyu and her sister, this mother had been working her heart out. She had spent several consecutive days in the barren Chunjiang New Village, struggling with poor food and sleep.

Zhu Bufan continued to ask, "Mom, this disease can also be treated at a regular hospital. It's actually quite simple: the Black Heart Moles need to be excised 99 times repeatedly, and after three months, your disease will be completely cured."

"Ah, what are you talking about!" Du Yujiao was horrified, "Excise 99 times? That'll be the end of me! You're joking, right?"

Zhan Feiyu also echoed anxiously: "Zhu Bufan, don't make alarming statements, I've never heard of this Black Heart Mole disease before. You're clearly deceiving my mom, aren't you?"

Zhu Bufan did not explain to the two of them, but instead let go of Du Yujiao's beautiful leg, stood up, and said, "The Black Heart Moles are not a disease in the traditional sense, but a punishment sent down from Heaven!"

Du Yujiao and Zhan Feiyu, mother and daughter, were puzzled.

Zhu Bufan went on to say, "Black Heart Moles, Black Heart Sores, are the Divine Punishments sent by Heaven to punish those with sinister and malicious hearts! Only those with egregious sins and venomous hearts would be afflicted with this toxic tumor. The treatment method is brutally extreme as well: only by enduring the agony of a thousand cuts and carvings can one be cured!"

"Ah!" Du Yujiao's face suddenly changed as she angrily rebuked, "Zhu Bufan, what nonsense are you spouting! Who are you calling wicked and venomous-hearted, explain yourself clearly or I won't let this go today!" As she spoke, Du Yujiao leaped out of bed and, barefoot, charged at Zhu Bufan, intent on strangling the nonsense-spouting man to death.

In fact, her impulsivity was also an attempt to silence him, since her "shameful deeds" must have been discovered by this young man. Otherwise, why would he keep on saying that she was venomous-hearted and wickedly evil? This kid had to be silenced for good!

Zhu Bufan, seeing Du Yujiao's hostile face filled with murderous intent, immediately realized that he had "blindly guessed right", but whether Du Yujiao was evil had nothing to do with him, as long as she wasn't out to harm him. On the contrary, this "mother" had always been kind to him.

As Du Yujiao rushed forward and grabbed Zhu Bufan's neck, Zhu Bufan quickly tried to explain, "Mom, don't be rash. I didn't say you were venomous-hearted or wicked, it's just a description I read in a book. You're not bad at all—how could I ever believe those baseless claims about you? Please forgive me this time, I definitely won't talk nonsense again in the future."

Du Yujiao finally sighed with relief, now realizing that she was not a match for him at all and, even if she wanted to commit murder, she lacked the ability. She quickly let go and scolded, "Every year, I observe a week of fasting and Buddhist chanting, and I'm constantly fundraising for charitable causes. I'm known as a good person throughout the entire Ark City, you better not spout nonsense in the future! Understand?"

Zhu Bufan nodded repeatedly on the surface, but doubts began to stir within him. The more desperately Du Yujiao tried to "conceal" it, the more it revealed her guilt—she must have done some kind of unspeakable evil deed.

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