Initially, Ye Fan did not want to meddle in this trivial matter.

    However, when his gaze fell on the captain stewardess, he had the urge to interfere.

    That captain stewardess, wearing a short skirt uniform, had a large and plump figure...

    Ye Fan's favorite thing was to be heroic and just, win the favor of beautiful women, and then...

    With such a thought, Ye Fan knew that he had to show off!!

    When Wang Hao saw Ye Fan wake up, he was still in a stretch posture. He scolded fiercely:

    "You brat, do you dare meddle in others' business! Do you think I won't kill you!"

    "You kill me... hehe, the person who can kill me hasn't been born yet."

    Ye Fan's face was full of mysterious confidence smile.

    "Brother, it's all my fault. He wants to complain about me, let him complain about me, I..."

    The captain stewardess looked at Ye Fan and felt a liking for him. She was about to persuade Ye Fan not to interfere.

    But Ye Fan smiled at her: "No problem, beauty, I like to meddle in other people's business. Look at your beautiful face, crying it would ruin it."

    Ye Fan stood up as he spoke.

    Wang Hao continued to curse loudly: "The courage of a water-born brat like you, airplanes are not the place for you to pick up girls!"

    "Damn it, if Zhong old man has something happen, your entire airline company will not be able to bear this responsibility!"

    "Move aside!" Ye Fan approached, coming to stand in front of Mr. Zhong.

    "What do you want to do? Do you want to fight?" Wang Hao stared at Ye Fan.

    Ye Fan didn't bother to deal with Wang Hao. He squatted down and reached out his hand to immediately examine Mr. Zhong's pulse.

    "This person, could it be a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner?"

    "It seems like a TCM practitioner to me."

    "But it's still somewhat unexpected that someone so young is already a TCM practitioner."

    ...

    The onlookers among the passengers were discussing in a chorus.

    And the stewardess blinked her beautiful eyes, wondering if this righteous man is a TCM practitioner.

    Wang Hao's brow furrowed.

    "Smelly kid, stop pretending, can you really cure people? You're just pretending to be a TCM practitioner now!"

    "I see you're about as broken as a ragged old man!" Wang Hao jeered coldly from the side.

    This time, he was accompanying Mr. Zhong to seek medical treatment in the famous Minchuan Mountains, but none of the TCM practitioners were confident enough to claim that they could cure Mr. Zhong. He just couldn't believe that this country bumpkin could!

    After examining Mr. Zhong's pulse, Ye Fan turned to face Wang Hao and said: "How about we make a bet?"

    "What do we bet on?" Wang Hao asked with his arms folded.

    "This Mr. Zhong is in a coma due to his illness. If I can cure Mr. Zhong, you apologize to this beautiful lady. If I can't cure him, and something happens to this old man, I take full responsibility!" Ye Fan said with a cold smile.

    Wang Hao laughed at this, and a small glimmer of joy also crept into his heart.

    If Mr. Zhong gets into trouble, this country bumpkin can take the fall for him. Then this matter will have nothing to do with him.

    After all, Mr. Zhong has a very powerful background and influence.

    "Okay! I'm willing to bet! Everyone here can be a witness!" Wang Hao immediately patted his chest and said.

    The passengers were shocked, could this shabby kid really be able to cure Mr. Zhong?

    "Brother, maybe it's better not to do this."

    "I don't want to drag you into this." The captain stewardess spoke with a hoarse voice towards Ye Fan.

    Ye Fan looked at her, "Beauty, my name is Ye Fan."

    "I don't do things without a guarantee, but after I've treated this old man, would it be too much to ask you to treat me to a meal?"

    Ye Fan was secretly thinking in his heart, such a beautiful woman, he really can't wait to get her under his control.

    "Sure." Her cheeks turned red.

    Although this Ye Fan in front of me is dressed shabbily, his face is not bad.

    Xu Miao Yan has already developed a liking for Ye Fan. She has flown so many times, it's the first time she has encountered such a man with righteousness, and the first time she has seen Wang Hao behave so roughly.

    "Don't hit on her here, country bumpkin! Now, give Mr. Zhong treatment immediately!"

    "If you can't cure him, you know the consequences yourself!" Wang Hao interrupted loudly from the side.

    "Of course." Ye Fan didn't hesitate, and he immediately took out a black wooden box from his pocket.

    He opened the black wooden box to reveal a row of neatly arranged silver needles inside.

    Immediately, Ye Fan picked up these silver needles and inserted them into the acupoints on Mr. Zhong's forehead and chest.

    He changed the needle technique again, each pluck, twist, and insertion was just right. White smoke began to rise from Mr. Zhong's body.

    The onlookers were all stupefied at this sight!

    Could it be that this poor kid is actually a TCM practitioner!?

    "Hmph, it's just some simple acupuncture. I, Wang Hao, have seen everything in this world!"

    Wang Hao rolled his eyes, not taking Ye Fan's needle technique seriously at all.

    Ye Fan coldly laughed, "Simple acupuncture? You are truly foolish!"

    "You called me a pig?"

    "You're not a pig, then who is? My needle technique is the Thirteen Needles of the Poor! It can bring back life to the dead bones, and if I use this needle technique, I can extend life from three o'clock in the morning until five o'clock! Don't speak nonsense if you don't understand!" Ye Fan was somewhat angry.

    "You just talk nonsense!" Wang Hao naturally didn't believe it.

    And those onlookers among the passengers and flight attendants, as well as Xu Miao Yan, all didn't believe it.

    Then, Ye Fan immediately reached out and removed the silver needles from Mr. Zhong's body.

    Meanwhile, Wang Hao was about to confront Ye Fan. After all, after Ye Fan's acupuncture, Mr. Zhong still hadn't woken up, which clearly showed that Ye Fan was just boasting.

    "Ah-ah..." Just as Wang Hao was about to ask a question, Mr. Zhong coughed lightly a few times.

    He slowly opened his eyes, and the crowd was astounded at this sight!

    "Look, he's awake!"

    "The old man has finally woken up!"

    "Miracle doctor! This young man is a real miracle doctor!"

    The crowd exclaimed in amazement, while Wang Hao was staring in disbelief, and Xu Miao Yan's face revealed a faint smile. Finally, the weight on her mind was relieved.

    Ye Fan then slowly placed the silver needles back into the black wooden box. He displayed a composed and arrogant expression on his face.

    It seemed as if all of this was just routine for him!

    "Mr. Zhong, you have finally woken up! I was scared to death just now!"

    Wang Hao immediately knelt down next to Mr. Zhong with a single knee, and tears streamed down his cheeks like a crocodile.

    Upon seeing so many people gathered around him, Mr. Zhong furrowed his white eyebrows and asked, "What on earth is going on?"

    "..." Wang Hao looked at Ye Fan, and he felt embarrassed.

    "Sir, this is what happened..." At this moment, Xu Miao Yan immediately stepped forward and told Mr. Zhong the whole story.

    After hearing the story, Mr. Zhong was greatly shocked, not expecting to be saved by a young man.

    Mr. Zhong immediately turned to thank Ye Fan, who shrugged indifferently.