"We are guests brought by Jin Zhilin. If you say that, we will be out of cure."

"Let's go, let's go and see other clinics for medical treatment. At worst, we can pay some medical expenses."

The patient scolded for a while, then shouted to leave.

"One deep body odor, one twenty years gout, one chronic necrosis of the kidney..."

Before Su Xier could speak, Ye Fan clapped his hands and walked up, scanning the patients and speaking:

"If you don't have Jin Zhilin's treatment, you will never be cured in your life. You will have to suffer from torture and die slowly."

"On the contrary, this girl's disfigurement will be restored as it is at most in one week."

He waved to Su Xier: "Send her in first."

"clear!"

Su Xier nodded and immediately took someone to send Wujue City into the wing room.

"Hahaha, one week? Return to its original appearance?"

"Boy, you can die if you don't blow."

"That's right, you will never be able to recover in your lifetime."

"I tell your little brother, I don't know how many doctors want to treat this ugly monster and become famous. As a result, they are so scared that they go as far as they go."

"She can only be an ugly monster for the rest of her life, and it is impossible to restore her original appearance."

"We'll give you a week."

"A week later, she returned to her original appearance. We knelt down and called you dad."

More than a dozen patients sneered at Ye Fan again, and then kicked over several chairs and left.

They also regarded Ye Fan's announcement as arrogant and told outsiders everywhere that they attracted more ridicule of Jin Zhilin.

Several Chinese doctors didn't agree with it, and they all knew that Wujuecheng was difficult to treat.

Ye Fan was not angry, but just spoke calmly:

"Xi'er, turn on the furnace!"
Chapter completed!