He reached out and pulled out the silver needle from Xiong Jiudao.

"Wow -" Xiong Jiudao retched again and smashed the vodka bottle with one punch.

Ye Fan thought he would yell the name of his enemy and shout for revenge, but this rough guy fell silent after breaking the bottle.

His anger and murderous intent subsided like the tide.

There was only a chill in his eyes as cold as autumn water.

Then, Xiong Jiudao raised his head and looked at Ye Fan very respectfully: "Thank you Dr. Ye for your help. I will bear in mind my kindness today."

"If there is any need in the future, I will pay with my life."

He beat his chest.

"You're welcome, it's easy."

Ye Fan smiled: "And I just took out the alcohol bug, you still need to solve your alcohol addiction by yourself."

"When you really stop drinking, call me again and I will teach you how to stop bleeding with my bare hands."

He was ready to get up and leave.

"I will never let Dr. Ye down."

Xiong Jiudao stood up and bowed slightly, and then changed the subject: "Doctor Ye, I have another unkind favor!"

Ye Fan stopped: "You said?"

Xiong Jiudao looked hesitant: "I'll first ask you to try to cure my crazy father."

"Your father?"

Ye Fan asked: "Who is it?"

"The number one martial artist in the Xiong Kingdom in the past."
Chapter completed!