96: To cure this disease, you must castrate yourself first!

D.

Choosing C would allow the event to end directly.

But Lin Sheng wanted Ye Liufeng to fail the treatment, and also wanted to gain Collapse Value.

In the scene.

Innumerable disciples of Yaoxian Valley around subtly focused their attention here.

Little Divine Doctor Fang Yuan is the closed-door disciple of their Yaoxian Valley's old valley master, Chunshan Old Immortal, and a successor of this Human Clan Medical Saint!

His medical and acupuncture skills are superb, and he is someone they deeply respect.

If these Ye Family father and son dared to be impolite to their Little Divine Doctor, then...

"Make way?"

Fang Yuan wore a very thin light green shirt with shorts, revealing a large patch of dense leg hair.

He frowned at the two, then smiled lightly: "I won't."

"Unless..."

He 'plop' sound, knelt heavily towards the two, then raised his head, smiling: "Unless you let me treat you!"

"Ah??"

Ye Liufeng's heart trembled, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

A stranger kneeling to him, smiling and asking him to treat him, no matter how you look at it, he has other intentions!

That smile, in his opinion, was simply creepy.

The Yaoxian Valley disciples present were wide-mouthed.

( ºΔº )??

Didn't the Little Divine Doctor always have great character and demeanor, always giving people a feeling of being like an immortal?

Why did he just kneel down to strangers now?

Ye Zhenguo frowned heavily.

Why does this feeling feel a bit familiar...?

It was like watching Ye Liufeng and Ji Xuantian 'going crazy' on the martial arts stage.

Could it be...

Is this another young man whose mind is not quite normal?

[Collapse Value +30]

The Ye Family father and son exchanged glances, then Ye Zhenguo impatiently waved his hand: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, I don't have time to play around with you, child."

Child!?

The surrounding Yaoxian Valley disciples were dissatisfied, shouting one after another.

"He is our Yaoxian Valley's Little Divine Doctor, a medical genius, Fang Yuan!"

"What child!? Show some respect! He is a disciple of the Medical Saint!"

"Everyone in Yaoxian Valley knows that the Little Divine Doctor's medical skills are no less than the Ten Elders'."

"Really ignorant!"

Upon learning the identity of the white-haired young man before him, Ye Zhenguo's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed.

Disciple of the Medical Saint? Medical skills are no less than the Ten Elders'?

"Good, good, good!"

Ye Zhenguo quickly helped him up, looking at him with a face full of relief: "I didn't expect you to be a disciple of the Medical Saint, truly... too surprising."

He knelt down upon meeting.

He had just thought it was some kind of crazy patient.

"Quickly examine my son, his mental state seems to have some problems recently."

"I know."

Fang Yuan, who was helped up, smiled slightly: "As soon as I saw him, I saw his problem."

"Oh? Please tell me!"

Ye Zhenguo was overjoyed!

As expected of a Medical Saint's disciple, others couldn't see any problems, but he could see through it with a single glance!

[What you actually want to say is that you saw through the problem with his Spiritual Core, not some mental issue.]

[But you feel that what Ye Zhenguo wants to hear is an answer regarding his mental state, so you decide—]

[A: Bluff him, saying his son's brain is indeed problematic.]

[B: Tell the truth.]

[C: Say his son's mental state is completely fine, it's just that his perverted nature is gradually becoming unable to be hidden.]

[D: Lie to him, saying his son was possessed by an evil cultivator.]

B is excluded, D can be verified immediately.

A and C...

Lin Sheng hesitated for a while, then tentatively chose A.

"Your guess is correct."

Fang Yuan looked directly into Ye Zhenguo's eyes and said bluntly: "Your son, his brain is indeed problematic!"

As soon as this was said.

The disciples in the valley immediately let out sounds of realization.

"So Ye Liufeng really has a problem!"

"Also, urinating in public, doing such things in public, a normal person wouldn't do it in the first place, there are indeed many points of doubt."

"Was he drugged? Or affected by some evil technique?"

"I don't know, but our Little Divine Doctor seems to know how to solve it, I'm looking forward to it!"

This was the best news Ye Zhenguo had heard in days.

He excitedly patted Ye Liufeng's shoulder, laughing heartily: "Did you hear that! Did you hear that, son! Your head really has a problem, you're saved!!"

Ye Liufeng was half-believing, half-doubting, did he really have a problem?

He frowned, his emotions extremely complex.

He felt he had no problem, but the Medical Saint's disciple said he had a problem, so maybe he really did have a problem?

[Collapse Value +30]

"Little Divine Doctor, Little Divine Doctor, then do you know how to cure this illness?"

"No matter what the cost, I will cure him!"

Because of his excitement, Ye Zhenguo's face was flushed.

[You have no idea how to treat this illness, because you made it up.]

[Now that someone is asking, you are temporarily unable to answer, after careful consideration, you decide—]

[A: Say directly that you don't know the treatment method.]

[B: Lie, saying that to cure this illness one must first castrate oneself, you bet Ye Liufeng won't dare to castrate himself.]

[C: Lie, saying that to cure this illness one must first cripple their cultivation, you bet Ye Liufeng won't dare to cripple his cultivation.]

[D: Tell the truth and apologize solemnly.]

B.

Ye Liufeng's Spiritual Core already has cracks, whether he cripples his cultivation or not, it doesn't really matter much anymore.

Anyway, his future growth path can no longer be perfectly complete.

"Can you really pay any price?"

"Really!"

"Then if I say, he needs to castrate himself to have a slim chance of survival?"

"If that's the case... then cut it!!"

He originally thought Ye Zhenguo would object, but unexpectedly, to Fang Yuan's surprise, the other party made a choice without much hesitation.

Not to mention Fang Yuan, Ye Liufeng was also greatly shocked.

"Father! What are you saying! If you want me to castrate myself, then I'd rather not be sick!"

"Hmph! You're still reluctant?"

Ye Zhenguo was slightly angry: "If you don't get treatment, then what's the point of keeping that?! Can it help me carry on the family line? Heh, it will only continue to cause foolish jokes!"

"Besides! That little piece, it's not that difficult to treat and restore it later!"

Hearing the old man say this.

Ye Liufeng felt even more strongly that he wasn't sick!

He suddenly turned into wind and was about to flee, but how could Ye Zhenguo let him escape!?

He casually reached out and grabbed him back, forcibly pressing him to the ground.

"Little Divine Doctor, feel free to cut!"

"As long as you can successfully treat my son's brain, I will definitely repay you afterwards!"

Things had come to this point.

Even if Fang Yuan couldn't do it, he had to do it.

He showed a confident smile to Ye Zhenguo.

While taking out a knife from his bag and performing the excision surgery on the spot, he was anxiously racking his brain about how to deal with the situation later.

The process was very smooth.

After a while.

Amidst Ye Liufeng's painful screams of "Ah ah ah", something seemed to fall off him faintly.

Innumerable invisible luck flowed away from Ye Liufeng.

[Collapse Value +200!]

At this moment!

Ye Zhenguo again cast his gaze on Fang Yuan: "Medical Saint's disciple, Little Divine Doctor Fang, come on! Let's proceed to the next step!"

[You have now cut off Ye Liufeng's rooster, but you have no idea what to do next, so you decide—]

[A: Tell them it was all a joke just now.]

[B: Run away without a word.]

[C: Say you need to collect a medicinal herb and take the opportunity to escape.]

[D: Honestly confess and sincerely apologize.]