Chapter 290: I talk about the boy's crazy

The rich friends Ren Xiaorou mentioned are indeed relatively rich. Her home is near West Lake, but it has a huge area.

Although Fan Wubing may not think that West Lake is really beautiful, to be fair, it is also a great Feng Shui treasure land. As the saying goes, there are many famous monks and monks and Taoists who like to occupy the place, Feng Shui has always been excellent, not to mention that there is also a Leifeng Pagoda that suppresses Bai Snake.

Before the Leifeng Pagoda collapsed, it was a landmark attraction in West Lake. In the old days, Leifeng Pagoda and Baochu Pagoda in the North Mountain were opposite one in the south and one in the north, across the lake. There was a saying that "Leifeng is like an old man, Baochu is like a beauty." This old man, in Fan Wubing's foolish opinion, should be Fahai.

Ren Xiaorou's friend is Bai Xiruo. This name makes Fan Wubing a little bit conjured. He thought of the legendary legend of the Legend of the Condor Heroes in Jin Yong's works. Perhaps this old man Bai is also a fan of The Condor Heroes, otherwise he would not have been stupid enough to practice Qigong and become obsessed with it.

The Bai family's yard is very large, all of which are antique buildings. There is also a large bamboo forest in the yard, and there are pavilions, towers, rockery and lakes, making Fan Wubing feel as if he was on the set. The tall bamboo forest covered more than half of the sun. Under the shade of the bamboo forest, there are high-gate mansions, and there are also several bodyguards guarding outside the door, as well as several big black-backed wolfdogs.

Ren Xiaorou called her friend using Fan Wubing's mobile phone. Soon after, Bai Xiruo came out. It turned out to be as good as her name, she looked a little weak and her skin was extremely white, not like a yellow person. Although her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, her face could not hide her sorrow.

After seeing Ren Xiaorou coming, Bai Xiruo said in surprise, "I thought you were coming tomorrow. I was in a state of confusion and didn't know what to do."

Ren Xiaorou introduced Fan Wubing to Bai Xiruo, and then said, "This is Mr. Fan Tianlan's disciple, the student in our class, Fan Wubing."

"Ah!" Bai Xiruo glanced at Fan Wubing and shouted in surprise, "It's indeed Doctor Fan! It's still Sister Xiaorou, you have a great face and invite Doctor Fan in one go!"

Doctor Fan? Fan Wubing suddenly felt that one person had two big names. Although it was his original intention to be famous, judging from the current situation, he seemed to have been supernaturalized and felt a little over.

"The miracle doctor also needs to drink water and eat and spend money-" Fan Wubing said.

"Ah! It's rude-" Bai Xiruo's reaction was very fast, and he quickly welcomed the two of them into the gate, and then shouted inside, "Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah,

Fan Wubing was immediately shocked and couldn't help but say to Ren Xiaorou, "Why has it turned into the Heaven Sword and Dragon Slaying Again?"

But immediately four beautiful little girls from seventeen or eighteen years old ran out of it, and rushed to pick up the people into the house, then made tea and snacks to get cigarettes. Fan Wubing quickly rejected the cigarettes, but the snacks were made well and tasted two pieces.

"Where is the patient?" Fan Wubing thought that it was morning and quickly cured and left. He had to rush back to school before class in the afternoon. After all, he should go to listen to the class when he has time. Not all the professors in Fudan are stumble.

Bai Xiruo looked at Ren Xiaorou, and then said to Fan Wubing, "My father had an attack just once, and later he was injected with sedatives. He is sleeping now, so he should probably wake up."

Oh, Fan Wubing nodded, then wait a moment. Anyway, this kind of obsession is actually a kind of manic paranoia. Generally, the breath from the meridians rushes into the brain and causes disorder, which leads to the whole person's crazy, probably so.

But before I finished drinking a cup of tea, I heard someone shouting in the yard behind the house, "I am the Golden Lion King - I am the No. 1 in the world! I am the Golden Lion King - I am the No. 1 in the world!"

Before Fan Wubing could swallow the tea in his mouth, he couldn't help but spray it out after hearing the shout. The tea foam splashed all over the floor, making the bamboo and wood floor mess.

Ren Xiaorou saw Fan Wubing’s face in a mess and was busy hammering him on the back. Fan Wubing coughed twice before asking, “As soon as I heard this sound, I basically knew what was going on. Has someone asked him recently to practice some Chinese martial arts and other techniques?"

"Yes, it was the one who made the middle master!" Bai Xiruo was immediately surprised when he heard Fan Wubing's words. Although he saw Fan Wubing's magic needle skills on the TV show, Fan Wubing could guess the cause of his disease by just listening to Mr. Bai's shout. It was really shocking. It seemed that his father's illness was saved.

Then Fan Wubing saw Mr. Bai, a very burly northern man, who was about fifty years old, but his face was a little excited and blushed, with blue veins bulging. There were five or six strong men around him, pulling his arms, pulling his legs, and hugging his waist, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

"Let me go, you ordinary people!" Mr. Bai was extremely powerful at this time and was almost about to break free from the constraints. "Is it the Golden Lion King! I am the number one in the world!"

"Is this aided?" Ren Xiaorou had never seen such a patient before. She felt a little scared after seeing it, but she didn't dare to let Bai Xiruo hear it, so she hid behind Fan Wubing and asked in a low voice.

Fan Wubing looked at Mr. Bai and said, "Well, this is more troublesome, but in short, it's still helpful."

Bai Xiruo looked at his father being pressed by five or six people with some concern. He was worried that Mr. Bai would break free and run outside, and worried that these people would hurt Mr. Bai. He felt very conflicted. After hearing Fan Wubing's affirmative answer, he couldn't help but burst into tears, "So many days, some people finally said that it can be cured!"

Mr. Bai has been in a devil for about a week. The situation has been good and bad. He has seen both traditional Chinese and Western medicine and is also a top famous doctor in China. As a result, everyone said that there was no way to calm him down, so he could only let him slowly calm down or heal himself.

"It's not a big deal to heal yourself. If this situation develops, it will sooner or later become a psychopath!" Fan Wubing couldn't help but curse after hearing this.

After hearing Fan Wubing said that it could be cured, Ren Xiaorou urged, "Then let's do it earlier, it looks quite scary."

Fan Wubing said, "The easiest way to deal with this disease."

"What is the easiest way?" both girls asked curiously.

"That's it!" Fan Wubing's body suddenly flashed, and when he arrived in front of Mr. Bai, his fist had already hit his seal hall.

The old man fell straight down without even shouting.

"Ah--" The five or six young men who were holding the old man were stunned. Old Master Bai was so delicate and expensive, rich, and he was extremely powerful. Who knew that Fan Wubing was knocked down as soon as he came up? This matter really made people terrify.

"Why are you - what are you -" Bai Xiruo and Ren Xiaorou were also shocked. They didn't know what crazy Fan Wubing did this. Could it be that he did not cure Mr. Bai, but instead got mad?

Fan Wubing was surprised by everyone, clapped his hands, and then signaled everyone to lift Old Master Bai to the bed. "This kind of chaotic aura must be intimidated by the thunder. After all, Old Master Bai is a little bit possessed."

Then Fan Wubing took out his red sandalwood needle box, pulled out a silver needle, then blew it on it, and pierced it directly from the old man's Baihui hole. After he took the needle, the old man's stiff body immediately softened, but his body was still twisting irregularly, as if something was controlling his body.

Fan Wubing pulled out the golden needle and stabbed it into the old man's Qihai acupoint. Then he carefully felt the chaotic inner breath inside the old man's body.

After closing his eyes for two or three minutes, Fan Wubing had a countermeasure and directly gave him a pot to remove the firewood from the firewood. He pulled out all the messy breaths that the old man had trained. Using the technique of replenishing and purging, combined with his own internal acupuncture, he dissolved all the messy breaths, that is, the things that caused the old man to be manic, and then fumigated them with mugwort. After half an hour, the old man finally woke up again.

"Where am I?" The first thing the old man said when he woke up was this.

"Dad, you are finally normal!" Bai Xiruo couldn't help but rush over and threw himself on the old man and cried.

Mr. Bai was crazy for a week, and the whole family was in trouble. Especially Bai Xiruo was under greater pressure. The Bai family's business was very big. If Mr. Bai had not suppressed his position, it would be difficult for her to handle a girl, and now she can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"When did I get abnormal?" the old man retorted with some dissatisfaction.

Finally, Bai Xiruo explained what happened in the past few days to the old man. The old man was a little unbelievable, but after seeing the people in the room saying in unison that the lady said what she said was right, he scratched his head in distress and said, "Is it really a waste of practice? However, the middle martial arts combines quantum mechanics and black hole theory, and the content is profound. How could it be wrong? It seems that I must have confused the martial arts. Alas, I have to start practicing again!"

Bai Xiruo was suddenly at a loss after hearing this. If his father turned into such a crazy look again, he really didn't know what to do, so he couldn't help but look at Fan Wubing.

Fan Wubing shook his head and said, "I can't do anything about this. If you have the ability, you will do Zhang Hongbao. It's guaranteed that it will be over. Your father will definitely not practice that shitty junk thing again."

"How can I do the murder?" Bai Xiruo shook his head and said.

"It's very cheap to spend money to hire someone abroad." Fan Wubing shrugged.
Chapter completed!