The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City

Chapter 25: Start of Treatment

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ye Yanran was furious. This guy’s hands were so touchy. F*ck, it seems that this jerk taking Ye Xuan to a hotel with ill intentions.

At this moment, she made up her mind to keep a close eye on this girl, Ye Xuan. Otherwise, she might end up being taken advantage of by this little scoundrel at any time.

“Sis, it really hurts. My ear is about to fall off,” Zhang Fan’s tears were on the verge of flowing. Helplessly, Ye Yanran was gripping him from behind; otherwise, he would have made this tigress taste his monkey-stealing-peach technique.

“And you dare to bully my Ye Xuan!” Ye Yanran roared in anger.

“How could I possibly bully our Xuan?” Zhang Fan could only yield.

“Hmph.” Ye Yanran let out a cold snort and loosened her grip. However, when she thought about this jerk’s healing method, her expression became somewhat complicated.

From childhood until now, she had never let a boy touch her, let alone see her exposed. Just the thought of it made her mind chaotic. Shouldn’t she get treated? No, she must get treated. She could not bear her own broken body anymore.

“Ye Xuan, stay away from this little pervert from now on,” Ye Yanran pulled Ye Xuan and sat on the sofa across from them.

Ye Xuan lowered her head, even her neck turning red, vigorously nodding.

Zhang Fan clenched his ears, gritting his teeth. This tigress nearly tore his ears off.

“Xuan, come with me to read,” Zhang Fan naturally wanted to avoid this tigress, Ye Yanran, and find an opportunity to be alone with Ye Xuan.

“No, I’m going too,” Ye Yanran glared at Zhang Fan angrily. She couldn’t rest assured leaving Zhang Fan alone with that foolish girl, Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan kept her head down and slowly entered the study.

Naturally, Zhang Fan felt extremely displeased with Ye Yanran being a third wheel. F*ck, with her around, he could not get anything done.

“I want to study math and science,” Zhang Fan said, completely losing his temper. After all, this was Ye Xuan’s house.

Ye Xuan acknowledged with an ‘Mhm’ and quickly found books for Zhang Fan. Soon, she brought out a pile of math and science materials.

Zhang Fan could only see but was unable to do anything. He could only vent all his frustration onto the books.

Opening the skill for Learning, Zhang Fan did not dare to waste a single moment with only 400 Spirit Points left.

Math and science were different from English; there were many variations, and just Ye Xuan’s notes alone were not enough.

Zhang Fan’s fingers flew across the pages, reading ten lines at a glance.

“Hmph, is this what you call reading? It’s more like flipping through the book,” Ye Yanran sneered from the side.

“Shh, lower your voice, Sis,” Ye Xuan put her finger to her lips.

“You silly girl, you’re siding an outsider now?” Ye Yanran glared at Ye Xuan impatiently.

“Sis, you don’t know. This guy is incredible. My English notes, 208 pages, he finished reading them in just one hour, and he can recite them flawlessly,” Ye Xuan whispered, her gaze fixed on Zhang Fan.

At that moment, Zhang Fan seemed to possess a unique charm. Completely focused, as if he could not hear their conversation.

Ye Yanran scoffed, “I don’t believe it.”

“I didn’t believe it either, and then this guy tricked me into three kisses,” Ye Xuan said.

Ye Yanran stood up like an angered cat, “What?”

“Sis, lower your voice,” Ye Xuan pulled Ye Yanran and whispered again.

Ye Yanran’s eyes filled with a murderous look. This guy actually dared to kiss Ye Xuan. Hmph, she would deal with him later.

Soon, Zhang Fan finished reading a book. He did not pause and immediately picked up another one on mathematics to continue reading.

For an hour, Ye Xuan and Ye Yanran stared at Zhang Fan with wide eyes.

In Ye Yanran’s mind, this guy was just flipping through books. However, she also noticed his intense concentration.

Zhang Fan did not waste a second and spent another 100 Spirit Points to read the remaining books.

Physics, chemistry, biology—books with hundreds of pages, one after another.

“Young Miss, the medicine is ready according to your instructions,” Uncle Fu said, approaching the door. He looked at Ye Xuan and Ye Yanran, who were captivated by the guy flipping through the books, and found it extremely strange.

Zhang Fan’s speed remained constant, flipping through the books at a rate of five seconds per page, going through more than 20 books.

When he finished the last page, Zhang Fan stood up.

“Let’s go, bring the medicine,” Zhang Fan’s eyes were now as bright as stars.

Uncle Fu’s eyes changed. He felt like he had seen this deep gaze before, on Ye Jingtian.

However, he ignored Zhang Fan and shifted his gaze to Ye Yanran.

“Uncle Fu, bring it up,” Ye Yanran said excitedly. Could her illness really be cured?

Uncle Fu brought a basin, containing a dark mass inside. He did not know why it turned out like that.

“Uncle Fu, you can go down. No one is allowed to come up,” Ye Yanran said.

“Yes,” Uncle Fu did not hesitate and turned to leave.

“Please begin, you know what to do,” Zhang Fan said.

Instantly, Ye Yanran’s expression became unnatural.

“Is it really necessary?” Ye Yanran asked, her face turning crimson.

“Yes, nothing can be left,” Zhang Fan said, but his face carried a mischievous smile. His eyes were fixed on Ye Yanran.

What kind of experience is it to watch a goddess undress? Oh, just imagining it feels great.

“What are you staring at? Get on with it!” Ye Yanran gritted her teeth, wishing she could bite this b*stard to death.

“Hey hey hey,” Zhang Fan bent over, holding the ointment and silver needle, and walked toward Ye Yanran.

“Lie down!” Zhang Fan pointed to the couch.

“Dare to peek, and I’ll kill you,” Ye Yanran’s face turned even redder, especially with Zhang Fan’s piercing gaze. She wished she could find a hole to hide in.

“Zhang Fan, you’re nosebleeding,” Ye Xuan said, her face also showing some unease.

“Give me some tissue,” Zhang Fan put down what he had in his hands and hurried to the bathroom.

F*ck, I can’t take it anymore. This enchanting Ye Yanran is driving me crazy.

Zhang Fan turned on the tap, burying his head in the cold water.

“Why do I feel like I’ve dug my own grave?” Zhang Fan looked at himself in the mirror with a wry smile, gave his face a firm pat, and then walked out of the bathroom with determination.

Can only look but not touch, f*ck, it feels awful.