Hearing Ye Bufan's words, Song Aoshuang let out a burst of laughter, and the previous gloom in her heart had vanished.
"This..." Fei Liang said angrily, "But Mr. Ye, this price increase is too fast, isn't it? It's only been a short while and it's increased by 10 million?"
It's no wonder he's angry. In just a minute or two, the price has jumped by 10 million. It could probably apply for the Guinness World Record for the fastest price increase.
Ye Bufan smiled and said, "In business, you always have to go with the flow. Just now Han Tiegang's illness has proven that my medical skills are unique, so naturally, they should rise with the tide."
Besides me, could you possibly find another doctor who can both heal injuries and help people improve their cultivation?
<"But">...Although Fei Liang agreed with Ye Bufan's words in his heart, he had made some money over the years, but he had also spent a lot. In total, his savings amounted to only five or six million yuan. It still hurt to take out 40 million at once.
So, unwillingly, he said: "But Mr. Ye, Han Tiesgang was just a Yellow Rank warrior before, while I am a Xuan Rank. There is no comparison between us."
"That's precisely why I only increased it by 10 million. This is a rare opportunity, and the price might increase further later," Ye Bufan said.
Two people were talking, and Song Tie, who was sitting cross-legged beside them, also broke through. His aura suddenly surged, instantly breaking through to the middle stage of the Xuan rank.
He leaped up from the ground and excitedly came before Ye Bufan, laughing heartily, “Master Ye, your medical skills are truly divine! You’ve actually allowed old Song to break through to the middle stage of Xuanjie.”
At this moment, he was filled with admiration and gratitude for Ye Bufan. Not long ago, he had just helped him break through to the peak of the Huangjie realm, and now he had gone a step further, reaching the middle stage of the Xuanjie.
Having witnessed firsthand the efficacy of Ye Bufan's pills even on Xuanji martial artists, Fei Liang's eyes lit up as he said, "Well then, Mr. Ye, I'll cover the cost…"
"50 million." Before he could finish his words, Ye Bufan blurted out a new price, then said with a look of regret, "I just told you to seize the opportunity, or the price will go up again."
Fei Liang's face flushed red as he stammered, "Mr. Ye, you've grown so fast..."
"This is what I call value for money," Ye Bufan said with a slight smile. "If you go to the Jiangnan Hospital, you can see a doctor for 10 or 20 yuan, and 10,000 or 20,000 yuan will be enough to fix your hand."
You can totally go there to get treated.
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"Pain, the money you save is enough for you to live comfortably for a lifetime."
“I…”
If Fei Liang wasn't injured, he would have loved to strangle this young man right now. He was even more cunning than a typical merchant! If the hospital could heal his injuries, would I be wasting my time talking to you?
But there's no way, it's really as Ye Bufan said, the only person in the world who can cure his injuries and guarantee his martial arts cultivation is probably him.
"Ye Bufan said again, 'I'll count to three. If you still don't pay by then, I won't treat this illness for any amount of money. I don't have time to waste here with you.'"
After that, he began to count, "3...2..."
"I, I, Mr. Ye, this money is for you." Fei Liang dared not bargain any further, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Ye, give me an account number, and I'll transfer the money to you right now."
Kidding aside, money can be earned again. If you miss this opportunity, you might really become disabled in the future. Don't even talk about the cash in your pocket; you might not even be able to keep your own life.
Song Aoxue chuckled beside him, still finding it novel to see someone haggling like that, managing to raise the price from 30 million to 50 million.
Ye Bufan glanced at him and said, “But we made it clear beforehand, pay first and then get treated. The consultation fee has to be paid in full upfront, and I'm only responsible for the treatment, not the outcome.”

"I..."
Fei Liang was almost furious, but there was nothing he could do. Those were the very words he had just said to Wu Tianxi, and now, no matter how angry he was, he had to swallow it.
He managed a strained, awkward smile: "It's okay, I trust Dr. Ye's medical skills."
After that, he first handed Ye Bufan a check for 20 million yuan. Then he took out his phone and transferred the remaining 30 million yuan. A total of 50 million yuan was paid in one go.
Mr. Ye, could you treat my wound now?
Fei Liang had paid the money and was already quite impatient. He had been stuck at the middle stage of the Xuan rank for four or five years, and he desperately wanted to make further progress.
"Sure!"
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he took out a small black pill and handed it over. Fei Liang received it with joy on his face and swallowed it in one gulp.
He had only just seen Ye Bufan treat Song Tie and Han Tiegang, but he hadn't seen the Huatan Shen Dan they took.
If you see this, you must be wondering why your pills are so much smaller than theirs.
Actually, Ye Bufan had already seen through Fei
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Liang's character, absolutely a petty and narrow-minded person.
Such a person, once healed, would probably find an opportunity for revenge. How could he possibly help him improve his cultivation?
So the elixir of life that was taken out was a simplified version of the pill, with only one-tenth the dosage of the genuine one.
This dosage can only ensure Fei Liang's recovery of injured meridians, but it is insufficient to increase his cultivation level.
A moment later, Ye Bufan mended his injured meridians and withdrew the silver needles, saying, "Alright, your injury is healed. You can leave now."
With the wounds on his hands healed, Fei Liang was very happy, but he still said in surprise, "Mr. Ye, shouldn't I have broken through as well?"
Ye Bufan smiled and said, "Mr. Fei, what are you talking about? Just now I made it clear that I'm only responsible for treating your injuries. As for how well they heal, I don't care, and I never said I could guarantee that you would break through."
"You..."
Fei Liang was immediately enraged, feeling that his 50,000,000 yuan had been cheated by Ye Bufan.
"Ye, are you messing with me?"
"Are you fun? Worth me playing with?" Ye Bufan said flatly, "I never promised to help you improve your cultivation."
And it can heal your injuries without affecting your future cultivation. 50 million is already very worthwhile, elsewhere you would spend 500 million to buy it.
Although Fei Liang knew Ye Bufan was telling the truth, he was extremely angry. He drew his sword from behind with a whoosh, "Ye, do you believe I'll kill you?"
"Dare to disrespect my boss, you're looking for death!"
With a roar, the ever-silent Dao Nü burst forth with overwhelming power. Her surging blade energy instantly engulfed Fei Liang.
"Ah!"
Feeling the power of Dao Nü, Fei Liang let out an exclamation.
Because the blade qi was directed only at him, no one else felt anything unusual. However, he experienced firsthand just how terrifying this woman before him was, a hundred times more formidable than Ma Qing had been.
Although he had been defeated just now, he still had a fighting chance. But now he didn't even have the opportunity to draw his sword, I'm afraid before he could even unsheathe it, he would be chopped into pieces.
He just couldn't figure it out, how could such a powerful master be around this young man?
Looking at Fei Liang's fearful expression, Ye Bufan had a playful look on his face: "Mr. Fei, I really don't believe it. Why don't you just kill me now?"
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