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"Someone begged you to come heal a broken leg? What a joke. Who asked for you?" Pan Ting sneered.
"He Wushang asked me to come," Ning Fan replied indifferently.
"Dr. He? Ha, Ning Fan, you're really full of shit, not even thinking before you brag. Oh, I almost forgot, you don't have a brain! Would Dr. He beg you to heal a broken leg? You should go pee and look at yourself in the mirror to see just what a piece of dog shit you are. You actually think you know medical skills? You can actually heal a broken leg? I spit on you, trash!"
Pan Ting immediately began to curse wildly.
"If He Wushang had told me earlier that it was to treat Ma Fugui's leg, no matter how much he begged me, I wouldn't have come," Ning Fan said coldly.
"Ning Fan, you must have been hiding outside the sickroom just now, eavesdropping on us talking with Dr. He, thinking you could deceive us this way? You stupid fuck! Thinking you're clever when you're actually a fool!" Wang Guanxi mercilessly ridiculed him.