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Chapter 395: Fall
"Teacher, thank you!"
After Ai Meili finished speaking, she bowed deeply to Ye Bufan, her eyes filled with gratitude.
Although she hadn't taken the medicine yet, based on the miraculous Medical skill Ye Bufan had just displayed, this teacher definitely wouldn't lie to her.
"Alright, I didn't expect you to have some skill, you've already won over all the female students in our class so quickly."
It was Wu Zihao who spoke, and he said in a sarcastic tone, "But what good does that do? Girls are only half of the class, and the remaining male students aren't falling for your tricks."
A guy with a buzz cut next to him followed up, "Exactly, we men don't care about beauty.
For example, a scar, for us men, is pride, a medal; we wouldn't casually go for scar removal or anything like that."
This guy was named Yang Fei, one of Wu Zihao's subordinates.
As he spoke, he lifted his T-shirt, revealing a scar on his chest, "As a man, if you don't get into a few fights and leave a few scars in your life, then it's definitely incomplete."
Ye Bufan glanced at Yang Fei and said with a smile, "You can not care about beauty, but you can't not care about your body."
Yang Fei said, "What's wrong with my body?"
Ye Bufan said, "Do you feel cold hands and feet, sore waist and knees, frequent urination at night, ringing in your ears, blurred vision, lack of energy, and constantly want to fart? Most importantly, you've recently felt clearly powerless…"
Yang Fei asked in surprise, "How did you know?"
"I already said I'm a doctor, how could I not see your symptoms?"
"Then what's wrong with me?"
Yang Fei blurted out.
Although he, like Wu Zihao, had watched too many gangster movies and admired that kind of violent life, as a man, he cared about his function there no matter what, and it had clearly declined recently.
Ye Bufan looked at him playfully and said, "Want to know?"
Yang Fei glanced at Wu Zihao with a complex expression, but finally nodded and said, "Yes."
"Actually, it's very simple, just three words: too much masturbation!"
As he said this, the class burst into laughter, especially the female students, who were laughing so hard they were leaning back and forth, shaking like flowers in the wind.
Ye Bufan added, "Looking at your current physical condition, you must be doing it at least five or six times a day, otherwise you wouldn't be so severely depleted.
If this continues, you will be completely useless in the future; that part will probably have no other function except for urinating."
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Yang Fei ignored his embarrassment and said in a panic, "Teacher, is there any way to remedy it?"
"Of course there's a way. I'll write you a prescription. Take it for 10 days. You're still young now, so you can recover relatively quickly, but pay attention in the future and be sure to break this bad habit."
As Ye Bufan spoke, he picked up paper and pen again, wrote a prescription, and handed it to Yang Fei.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward now. A hint of surprise flashed across Wu Zihao's Face. He had originally thought that his side wouldn't need to ask for help like the girls, but in the blink of an eye, another person with kidney deficiency appeared.
"See if there's anything wrong with my body."
As he spoke, a strong male student stepped forward. He was also one of Wu Zihao's subordinates, named Ma Qiang. He had been learning Sanshou since he was a child, and his physical fitness was incredibly good.
He chewed gum, took two steps forward, and suddenly ripped off his T-shirt, revealing his muscular physique, and said proudly, "How about it? You wouldn't say I have kidney deficiency too, would you?"
This guy even proudly flexed his pectorals to show off his strength.
Zhu Mingyu had been standing by silently. In his opinion, he was the general commanding the overall situation, and for such a small scene, subordinates were enough; he, the boss, didn't need to personally step forward.
Wu Zihao followed up, "Exactly, you wouldn't say Ma Qiang has kidney deficiency too, would you?"
"His kidneys are not deficient, and his body is very strong."
Upon hearing this evaluation, a hint of pride appeared on Ma Qiang's Face, but then he heard Ye Bufan say again, "But you have excessive Yang fire, leading to an imbalance of Yin and Yang in your body. The most direct consequence is severe bad breath.
You yourself are quite good-looking, and your body is good enough, yet you've never been able to find a girlfriend. The root cause lies in this problem.
Your bad breath has reached a certain level, and the root is not in your mouth, so chewing gum simply can't cover it up. No woman can tolerate it."
"I…"
Ma Qiang immediately turned red and looked embarrassed. He always had a piece of gum in his mouth, the purpose of which was to cover up his severe bad breath.
But just as Ye Bufan said, no matter how much gum he chewed, it was useless; he still couldn't cover up the bad breath.
Although he had dated a few girls, as soon as they came into contact, they couldn't stand his bad breath and immediately broke up with him. He was still a single dog to this day.
For this problem, he had secretly visited countless hospitals, seen both Chinese and Western medicine, and taken a large amount of medicine, but to no avail.
This problem
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was not a big one, but its impact on him was too severe; he couldn't possibly be a single dog for his entire life.
He had just witnessed Ye Bufan's miraculous Medical skill and immediately said with a longing expression, "Teacher, can you cure my illness?"
Hearing his address, the corner of Wu Zihao's mouth twitched. Well, another one had fallen!
"Of course I can cure it!"
Ye Bufan said, writing another prescription, "Go back and take it for a week, and your bad breath will immediately be gone. You won't need to chew gum anymore; too much of that stuff is bad for your teeth."
"I understand, thank you, Teacher!"
Ma Qiang took the prescription and carefully tucked it into his pocket.
"I just don't believe it, you can find fault with anyone!"
At this moment, another male student stood out: "See what's wrong with me. Don't say I have bad breath or kidney deficiency; I don't have those things at all."
Ye Bufan sized up the male student, then suddenly reached out, grabbed his shoulder, and with a click, dislocated it.
Wu Zihao and the others' expressions changed. They hadn't expected this young teacher to act so impulsively. Just as they were about to get angry, there was another click, and Ye Bufan reattached the male student's arm.
"Your arm was dislocated when you were 8 years old, but the doctor who treated you didn't do it very well and didn't fully realign it.
This led to you frequently experiencing habitual dislocations over the years, and it was difficult to exert force with that arm. Now I've completely cured you."
The male student was dumbfounded. He indeed had this hidden ailment; his left arm was difficult to exert force with, and it was prone to dislocation with any effort.
The most crucial thing was that the other party could tell at a glance which year he had contracted the illness. This was too miraculous, simply divine.
After a moment of stupor, he said gratefully, "Thank you, Teacher!"
Now even Zhu Mingyu's expression turned ugly. He had originally thought that the male students had no problems, but unexpectedly, three stepped forward and three fell. If this continued, it would be disastrous.
Wu Zihao whispered in his ear, "Class monitor, this isn't working. Why don't we just deal with him directly?"
Zhu Mingyu's expression was grim. He didn't care much about Chang Hao, but if he didn't get rid of this guy, he would completely lose Face.
At this point, this was the best solution. Even if the other party's Medical skill was amazing, he couldn't be a match for their group.
Just as he was about to give the order, a gasp suddenly came from the corner of the classroom: "Big brother, is it really you?"
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