How did that sentence say-

The truth is one step ahead of the fallacy.

So the light takes another step forward to the abyss.

So saving people too much means killing people.

The logic is not rigorous, but the meaning is almost the same. On Fang Xian, it is the light witch he learned. If the method is slightly changed, the witch he made may not be so bright.

In the Light Gu, the slut is originally used to treat heart disease and encephalopathy. Fang Xian, as an old Miao doctor, changed the proportion of the medicinal materials for the slut. Although this Gu will not turn into a dark Gu, it can also disgust people.

What he wants now is disgusting people.

The Light Gu technique is very harmonious. It does not require a few poisons to fight in the Gu dish, but only feeding the insects with medicinal materials can achieve the effect. Originally, this Gu could temporarily calm people and relieve the pressure of troubles and a little sedative. After Fang Xian's general calculations and adjustments, based on the rich and cunning experience of this old Miao doctor, although the effect of this medicine is not as perverted as the Dark Gu technique, it can at least have a counterproductive effect - making people feel upset and sweating, causing hallucinations.

Fang Xian's mind went through the medicinal ingredients, took a deep breath, grabbed the first medicinal ingredients and threw them in, closed the lid, and silently recited in his heart for a period of time.

At this time, the sound of taking a bath came from the bathroom. In addition to the sound of water, there were more strange sounds.

"Ah! Sister's is really strong, let me touch it!!!"

"Itchy... itchy... I'm not polite if you touch me again!"

"Haha, if you dare to bully me, I will ask Brother Xian to come in and spank you!!"

"You! I'll spank you first!"

Afterwards, a very lewd and strange sound effect came from it, including laughter, humming, and occasionally banging.

Fang Xian cursed: "I'm doing serious business! I beg you to be honest!"

After a shout, the sound inside became much smaller. Although these two girls were not serious, they seemed to be reliable at critical moments and could tell the difference.

"Sister, why are your buns bigger than mine, but your grapes smaller than mine?"

"I don't know, it doesn't matter."

"It's related. When I breastfeed in the future... I think about it..."

"I'm so annoying that I won't have a baby."

"Oh, this is wrong. As women, we naturally have to give birth to our husband as much as possible."

...

It seems that letting them stay honestly is a matter for the next life. If Fang Xian had time now, he would not go in and play with a mandarin duck and not kill them, he would not be a man.

But he has more important things to do. As a man, he must withstand the pressure on his lower body at critical moments.

Fang Xian concentrated all his energy in his dantian, recited the Vajra Mantra, and continued to refine the Gu.

The universal Gu seedling + Renran Gu dish imba, the Gu that was originally only able to be solved in half a month, was refined in less than three minutes. At this time, Fang Xian was already sweating profusely. It was not that it was so tiring to refine Gu, but the key was that the battle between his brain and lower body was too fierce.

Seeing the little insect that had become somewhat transparent in the Gu dish, Fang Xian was quite satisfied. He carefully put the Gu dish into his bag, told the two women a few words, and then hurried out.

The destination of this trip was the Xuannan Hospital where the man who scolded the street during the day. The address was given to him by Li Chao. All Li Chao could do was to deal with the police station, persuade the victim to stop making trouble, and still ask Fang Xian to do it himself. If that guy insisted on going to court, Li Chao would not be able to help.

Things like Gu have always been very secretive, evil, and even some sinful, and some shameful.

There is no way, this is a man who scolds the street, and Fang Xian doesn't want to use a trick, but in this situation, when dealing with such a person who has no moral integrity, you can only use a method of no moral integrity.

According to the ward number given by Li Chao, Fang Xian knocked on the door of the second ward on the third floor of the inpatient department.

The door opened, and an old man opened the door with a smile. Seeing that it was Fang Xian, his face was full of joy and turned into sadness: "Hey... I thought my daughter had come to see me... I haven't been here for several days."

Fang Xian went to the ward and saw that it was a collective ward. Yes, nowadays, the ward is tight, and VIP is used to recuperate from the big men.

The middle-aged man who was still showing off his might in the afternoon was depressed at this time, and Shamatt was lying on the bed and tilting his head. He silently looked up at the night outside the window, his face twitching from time to time, and it was obvious that the wound on his butt was arrogant again.

Fang Xian coughed for a moment and walked forward silently.

The man who scolded the street turned his head vigilantly and difficultly, and then burst out with strange fear—

"Kill----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The patients in the ward were stunned for a moment and stared at Fang Xian blankly.

Fang Xian waved his hand helplessly and thrust behind him: "Don't worry, that devil didn't come, I'm reasonable."

The street man was surprised and suspicious: "Really, you are the only one? Then... then... didn't come?"

"I really didn't come, I'm taking a shower at home."

The man thought about it for a moment, and looked at the posture. Fang Xian obviously came to apologize. He definitely didn't want to make a big deal about this and discussed compensation. Thinking of this, the confidence of the unconscientious man immediately became enough again.

"Boy, you delayed me from working for a month, and the medical expenses are 8,000 yuan, mental damages, and..."

"Hey, there's something on your nose!" Fang Xian snatched up and gently stroked the nostril of the man who scolded the street, "Oh, it's okay."

If you look closely, that transparent little thing has jumped in.

The cursed man subconsciously sucked his nose, feeling something seemed to have come in: "What are you doing?"

Fang Xian: "5."

Scolding the street man: "Ah?"

Fang Xian: "4."

Scolding the street man “What are you counting?”

Fang Xian: "321."

At the same time as Fang Xian counted over, the man cursing the street only felt his head buzzing, suddenly becoming a little dazed and a little restless, as if a pair of hands were rubbing his head, and it seemed like there was a needle pricking his head.

The patients around were staring at the two of them, and they were very puzzled.

The expression on the man who scolded the street had gone through an extremely complex stage of change.

"You... are so strange..."

Fang Xian leaned into the ears of the street man: "It's going to be happy soon, don't worry, I can't die."

Sure enough, a heart-wrenching itch suddenly came from his mind, with itching and itchyness in itching. He scolded the street man to moan and call for help, but he couldn't scream. He saw his body trembling violently, but he couldn't do anything.

Fang Xian explained to everyone in the ward: "My friend has intermittent epilepsy, don't blame me."

Then he continued to whisper in the ear of a street man: "Brother, I have 100 ways to kill you, 90 ways to make you crazy, 80 ways to make you crazy, and 70 ways to make you paralyzed..."

The man scolded the street man and felt like he was going to die. Is this kid Voldemort?

Fang Xian calculated the time and whispered at the end: "The Gu in your body is about to fall asleep. It will wake up in a month and make you feel addicted. It will attack again after 15 days, and then re-occur in 7 days, and so on. The last time it will chew all your brain. If you know the truth, it will come here. I will relieve the Gu for you and I will pay you the medical expenses. It is considered to be the ultimate righteousness. Do you think it is okay?"

How dare you say that it is not possible to curse a street man? This is the most evil thing in the world. Voldemort's black magic is not something that ordinary people can resist. He quickly nodded like a little chicken.

"That's right." Fang Xian snapped his fingers, and the pain of cursing the street man stopped.

The old Miao doctor is the old Miao doctor. The time is calculated quite accurately, and the snapping of his fingers is quite fooling people, like magic.

Fang Xian looked at the payment documents at the bedside, had mixed examinations, plus medical expenses, bandage fees, and hospitalization fees. He went out for more than 2,000 yuan.

Fortunately, Fang Xian has been swiping his card and can still ask for some cash. He ordered 2,300 yuan and put it on the man's bedside. He turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait!" The man was still in shock, "I agreed, you can explain that to me?"

"It's already solved." Fang Xian left a pretentious back and left the room.

No one in the ward could figure out what was going on. The man scolded the street slowly replied to his previous position and looked up at the night sky. However, this time, his eyes were filled with tears, and he felt like he was being humiliated. It was the second time he was humiliated.

Actually, there is no illness for a month, or another half a month. This is a Gu, not a god. The life span of this insect is only a few dozen days. When the man's itch ends, the insect has already died and will come out with the man's phlegm for a while. Of course, if he is unlucky, he will be swallowed into his stomach.

At this time, although Fang Xian got a disgusting thing, he couldn't help but curse—

"You're so grown up, don't have medical insurance? Fuck it?"
Chapter completed!