He stretched out his hand to pull out the silver needle on Xiong Jiudao's body.

"Wow—" Xiong Jiudao retching again and smashed the vodka bottle with one punch.

Ye Fan thought he would yell at the names of his enemies and shout for revenge, but this rough guy fell silent after breaking the bottle.

His anger and murderous intent faded like a tide.

There is only a cold chill like autumn water in my eyes.

Then, Xiong Jiudao raised his head and looked at Ye Fan very respectfully: "Thank you Dr. Ye for helping me. Xiong Jiudao remembers today's kindness in his heart."

"If you need it in the future, you will be rewarded with your life."

He beat his chest.

"You're welcome, it's just a matter of raising your hands."

Ye Fan smiled: "And I just took out the wine insects, and you still need to solve your alcohol addiction."

"When you really quit drinking, call me again and I will teach you the hemostatic technique with bare hands."

He was about to get up and leave.

"I will definitely not disappoint Dr. Ye."

Xiong Jiudao stood up and bowed slightly, then changed his subject: "Doctor Ye, I have a reluctant request!"

Ye Fan stopped: "You said?"

Xiong Jiudao hesitated: "I'll ask you to try to treat my crazy father first."

"Your father?"

Ye Fan asked: "Who is it?"

"The first martial arts person in Xiong Kingdom was in the past."
Chapter completed!