Douluo: You call this a toy

The slightly fat man had a pained expression on his face. He was in good health and couldn't compete with a patient like him. He stared at the plastic bag held by Yang Fan with a smile.

"Brother, normal people can't experience your herbal medicine, right? Why don't you be more generous? I want to try it. If it works well, I'll pay for it."

Yang Fan took out another handful and said, "Eat less."

How could the slightly fat man be obedient and eat all of it in his belly?

After a few minutes, Dr. Ma thought carefully about it and felt nothing at all. He couldn't help but laughed and said, "You really are bluffing me with spinach."

The slightly fat man clicked his lips, frowned, and looked disappointed.

Yang Fan pulled up a chair and sat up leisurely, as if watching a monkey.

"It takes effect in half an hour."

The three of them waited quietly, during which time no one entered the store.

More than 20 minutes later, Doctor Ma stretched out his hand and scratched his back. His face turned slightly red. The fat man noticed something unusual and asked, "You are blushing."

"hot."

Doctor Ma responded disdainfully.

Alas, I said I wasn't allowed to eat so much, but I just didn't listen and made a fool of myself. Yang Fan picked up his phone and recorded the video, for fear that Doctor Ma would deny it and keep it as evidence.

It happened that at this time, a female customer came and was frightened away when she saw the situation in the room.

Yang Fan walked over, grabbed Doctor Ma's neck, and dragged him to the water dispenser.

Doctor Ma tried to hug him with his hands and feet, but Yang Fan directly pressed him to the floor, lifted the bucket and poured water on his head.

After about a few minutes, Doctor Ma got up, lowered his eyes and said with emotion: "The medicine is too strong."

When he found the fat man leaning on the medicine cabinet, he immediately said: "Little brother, please give him the medicine as soon as possible."

Yang Fan picked up the bucket and came to the fat man. He poured it over his head and face, and soon he returned to normal.

"My dear, it's more effective than Brother Wei. Are there any side effects?"

Doctor Ma hid behind the counter in embarrassment. The strength of the medicine was not completely gone yet. After a sudden change in his expression, he said excitedly: "I want all the Aconitum. The negotiated price is seven thousand and five pounds per catty, six and a half catties, a total of four Eighty thousand seven hundred and fifty yuan, come on, scan the QR code, add me as a friend, and I will transfer it to you immediately."

"No, you can't eat alone, I want two pounds."

Such a good medicine, a slightly fat man would definitely want to buy some.

"Seven thousand and five thousand per catty, can you afford it?"

Doctor Ma changed his polite image and showed a rogue appearance.

"I pay eight thousand."

The slightly fat man refused to give in, knowing in his heart that if he bought it from a drugstore, the price would definitely increase.

Doctor Ma immediately looked at Yang Fan, "I know your company has always been honest. If you sell him some, I won't want it."

"I won't ask for it again."

"Tch, who are you scaring? Brother, eight thousand pounds, I want to finish it."

The slightly fat man is not short of money, but what he is short of is medicine, medicine that can cure his disease.

"It's not like you can eat it, so why do you need so much?"

Doctor Ma had already returned to Yang Fan, grabbed the bag, held it in his arms, and ran towards the counter.

"I'll make tea and drink it. I won't take anything with you. Hey..."

"What are you feeding me? Why do you, a medicine buyer, argue with me? I'll pay you eight thousand, too."

To prevent it from being snatched away, Doctor Ma hid the aconite under the counter and shamelessly added Yang Fan as his friend.

Yang Fan truly saw the whole process of Dr. Ma's transformation from a boat to a 'cheap'. Under the reluctance of the fat man's eyes, he completed the transaction and received [-] yuan.

Yang Fan turned around and walked out of the store. He didn't want to see Doctor Ma looking like a profiteer.

The slightly fat man's face turned green with anger. He changed hands for [-] yuan per kilogram. He opened his mouth and cursed: "Profiteer!" and then chased after Yang Fan.

"Don't leave. How about [-]?"

"twelve thousand."

Yang Fan was standing on the side of the road blocking a car when a fat man ran to him.

"Brother, do you have any medicine at home? Sell it to me. That damn profiteer is so shady!"

Yang Fan expected that he would chase after him, so he smiled calmly and said, "No problem, I'll give you five thousand one catty."

"Thank you so much. You are such a good person. Unlike that dead guy, where are you blocking the car? Wait for me to drive."

Yang Fan felt very happy. Not only did he make money, but he also had a special car to deliver him. This trip was not in vain.

When he arrived at the Jinye Apartment, Yang Fan asked him to wait at the door. He went home and weighed himself. The slightly fat man paid the money and left happily.

It's easy to make money. I earned more than 6 yuan in less than one morning. I farmed more than ten acres of land in the countryside. After excluding costs, I still earned less than [-] yuan a year.

It was almost twelve o'clock, and he had to go to the orthopedic hospital at two o'clock, so he had a simple meal outside.

Liu Xueru and the others did not come back from the company. Yang Fan rested on the sofa for a while and took Aconite Qing to the Municipal Orthopedic Hospital.

He couldn't go late to discuss business, so as not to leave a bad impression on his clients. When he arrived at the hospital, it was only 01:30. He came to the office building and found the dean's office. Seeing that the door was closed, he sat in the corridor and waited.

At two o'clock, no one came. Yang Fan was planning to call Na Lan, but the elevator opened and a man walked out with a bouquet of flowers in his hand, walking towards him.

The man glanced at Yang Fan, came to the door of the dean's office, and knocked lightly a few times.

"Are you looking for Nalan too? There is no one in the house."

Yang Fan kindly reminded him, but unexpectedly, the man turned around suddenly, "Who are you? Are you the one who called you Nalan?"

"Me? I'm also looking for that - that dean."

He was talking so hastily and holding flowers in his hand, maybe it was Nalan's boyfriend. He was here to discuss business and he couldn't offend anyone, so he endured it.

The man glared at him contemptuously and continued to knock on the door, "Nalan, open the door quickly, I know you are inside."

Sure enough, the sound of high heels hitting the floor came from inside, and then the door opened, revealing a face that had the appearance of both Eastern and Western goddesses.

"Are you resting? Why didn't you answer the phone?"

The man handed the flowers over, and Na Lan took them, "How many times have I told you not to buy any more, and don't come to me while I'm at work? Why don't you listen!"

"I miss you, what do you want to do?"

The man was about to go in, but suddenly he remembered that there was someone behind him, and said with a smile: "The bastard is looking for you, right? Who is he?"

Na Lan looked past the man in front of her and saw Yang Fan sitting in the corridor. She pushed him away and greeted him with a smile.

"Yang Fan, why didn't you call when you came? I thought you weren't coming. Come in quickly."

Yang Fan stood up slowly, "I didn't know you were in there."

He followed Na Lan and walked inside. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by the man.