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The Lament of Sai Yeung Choi Street

  The Elegy of the 051 Scolding Street Male

  How did he say that?

  One step beyond truth is error.

  So just one more step forward into the light is an abyss.

  Saving people is easy, but saving them from themselves is hard; it's like killing them.

  This logic is not rigorous, in short, the meaning is almost the same. Put it on Fang Xian's body, it's the bright Gu technique he learned, and if the method is changed a bit, the Gu made may not be so bright.

  In the bright Gu technique, the original purpose of the Gu was to cure heart and brain diseases. Fang Xian's body was that of an old Miao doctor, and in the preparation of the Gu medicine, he slightly altered the proportions of the ingredients. Although this would not turn the Gu into a dark Gu, it could still make people feel unwell.

  He just wants to disgust people now.

  The Guangming Gu technique is quite harmonious, without using a few poisonous substances to kill each other in the Gu vessel, just feeding the insects with medicinal materials can achieve the effect. Originally, this Gu could temporarily make people feel calm and peaceful, relieve troubles and pressure, with a bit of sedative meaning. After Fang Xian's general calculation and adjustment, based on the rich and cunning experience of this old Miao doctor, the effect of this medicine is not as abnormal as the Hei'an Gu technique, but it can still produce a counter-effect - making people feel anxious and confused, producing hallucinations and so on.

  Fang Xian's mind went through the medicine ratio again, took a deep breath, grabbed the first dose of medicine and threw it in, closed the lid, and silently recited a cycle in his heart.

  At this time, the bathroom came with the sound of bathing, in addition to the sound of water, there were more strange sounds.

  "Ah! Sister's breasts are really firm, let me touch them!!!"

  "Stop it... stop it... if you touch me again, I won't be polite!"

  "Haha, you dare to bully me? I'll call Brother Xian in to spank your butt!!"

  "You! I'll spank you first!"

  Then, inside came a very lewd and strange sound effect, with laughter, humming sounds, and occasionally slapping sounds.

  "Hey, I'm doing something serious here! Can you guys be honest for once?"

  After a loud shout, the noise inside indeed decreased significantly. Although these two girls are not serious, they seem to be reliable at critical moments and can distinguish between what's important and what's not.

  "Sister, why is your bun bigger than mine, but your grapes are smaller than mine?"

  "I don't know, it doesn't matter anyway."

  "It's related, when feeding milk in the future... I think..."

  "I'm so annoyed! I don't want to have kids!"

  "Oh dear, this is not right, as a wife, we should naturally want to give birth to more children for our husband."

  ……

  It seems that making them behave is a task for the next life, if Fang Xian has nothing better to do now, he won't enter and play a game of mandarin ducks in the water, if he doesn't tease them to death, he's not a man.

  But he has more important things to do, as a man, he must withstand the pressure of his lower body at critical moments.

  Fang Xian's whole body gathered his energy in his dantian, reciting the Vajra Mantra as he continued to refine the Gu.

  The Omnipotent Gu Miao + Yan Ran Gu Ding IMBA, originally a gu that could be refined in half a month, was completed in less than three minutes. At this time, Fang Xian was already sweating profusely, not because refining the gu was so tiring, but because the battle between his brain and lower body was too intense.

  Looking at the small insects that had become somewhat transparent in the gourd, Fang Xian was still satisfied. He carefully put the gourd into his bag and instructed the two women a few words before hurrying out.

  The destination of this trip is Xuan Nan Hospital, where the man who scolded on the street lives. This address was given by Li Chao, and all Li Chao could do was to settle the police matters and persuade the victim not to make any more trouble. If that guy insists on going to court, Li Chao can't help either.

  This thing has always been secretive, evil, and even sinful, some of which cannot be seen by people.

  No choice, this is a scumbag, Fang Xian didn't want to play dirty tricks either, but in this situation, dealing with such a shameless person can only be done with shameless methods.

  According to Li Chao's ward number, Fang Xian knocked on the door of the second ward on the third floor of the inpatient department.

  The door opened, and an old man with a beaming smile opened the door. Seeing that it was Fang Xian, his face changed from joy to sorrow: "Ah... I thought my daughter had come to see me... She hasn't been here for several days."

  He went to the ward and found it was a shared room, which made sense. In this day and age, hospital rooms were in short supply, and VIP suites were for the wealthy and powerful to recover from their illnesses.

  The middle-aged man who was still swaggering in the afternoon is now melancholy, lying on the bed with his head sideways. Silently gazing out of the window at the night sky, his face twitched from time to time, apparently the wound on his buttocks had acted up again.

  Fang Xian coughed slightly and walked forward quietly.

  The scolding street boy cautiously and laboriously turned his head, then suddenly burst out with an unusual fear.

  "He's going to kill someone!"

  The patients in the ward were all stunned, staring blankly at Fang Xian.

  He waved his hand helplessly and nodded towards the back: "Don't worry, that demon king isn't here, I'll reason with him."

  The scolding man was surprised and uncertain: "Really, is it just you? That... that... didn't come?"

  "Really didn't come, taking a bath at home."

  The man pondered for a moment, looking at the situation, and it was clear that Fang Xian had come to apologize. He must not want this matter to be blown up, discussing compensation and whatnot. Thinking of this, the shameless man's confidence suddenly returned.

  "Kid, you've delayed me for a month and I couldn't go to work. The medical expenses are tens of thousands, plus the mental damage compensation..."

  "Hey, there's something on your nose!" Fang Xian rushed up and gently wiped the nostrils of the scolding man, "Oh, it's nothing now."

  On closer inspection, the small transparent thing had already jumped in.

  The scolding man subconsciously sniffed his nose and felt as if something had crawled in: "You... what did you do?"

  "Five."

  Street Cursing Man: "Huh?"

  "Four."

  "What is he counting?"

  "March 21st."

  At the same time as Fang Xian's countdown ended, the scolding man only felt his head buzzing for a moment, suddenly becoming a bit dizzy and restless, as if there were a pair of hands rubbing his head, and also as if there was a needle stabbing his brain.

  The patients around stared at the two of them, utterly bewildered.

  The expression on the face of the scolding man went through an extremely complex change process.

  "This is... really strange..."

  Fang Xian leaned in close to the street rascal's ear: "It'll start feeling good soon, don't worry, no one will die."

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, a heart-wrenching itch suddenly came from his brain, itching with pain and pain with itch. The scolding man wanted to moan, wanted to cry for help, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound. He could only see his body shaking violently, yet he was unable to do anything.

  "My friend has intermittent epilepsy, don't be alarmed."

  Then he continued to whisper in the street boy's ear: "Brother, I have 100 ways to kill you, 90 ways to drive you crazy, 80 ways to make you brain-dead, and 70 ways to paralyze you..."

  The scolding man felt like he was going to die, is this kid Voldemort or something?

  "Fang Xian calculated the time, and when it was almost over, he said in a low voice: 'The Gu in your body is about to fall asleep. A month later, it will wake up again and let you experience the thrill once more. 15 days later, it will act up again, 7 days later, it will act up again, and so on. The last time, it will devour your brain completely. If you know what's good for you, things should end here. I'll help you get rid of the Gu, and I'll even pay for the medical expenses. That's as kind as I can be. What do you say?"

  The scolding man didn't dare say no, this is the most evil thing in the world, Voldemort's black magic isn't something ordinary people can withstand, and he hastily nodded like a little chick.

  "That's right." Fang Xian snapped his fingers, and the pain of the scolding man stopped.

  Lao Miao Yi is indeed Lao Miao Yi, his timing is quite accurate, and his finger movements are quite deceptive, similar to magic.

  Fang Xian glanced at the payment receipt on her bedside table, a miscellaneous list of checks, plus medical expenses, bandaging fees, hospitalization fees and so on, over 2,000 yuan had been spent again.

  Luckily Fang Xian had been swiping his card and was able to withdraw some cash, taking out 2,300 yuan and placing it on the man's bedside table before turning to leave.

  "Wait!" The man was still in a state of shock, "You promised me you'd explain that one!"

  "It's settled." Fang Xian left behind a proud silhouette as he walked out of the room.

  No one in the ward could understand what had happened, only to see the scolding man slowly return to his previous posture, looking up at the night sky, but this time with tears in his eyes, a sense of being humiliated, and it was the second humiliation.

  Actually, there's no such thing as getting sick for a month and then getting sick again after half a month. This is just a bug, not a god. The lifespan of this bug is only a few dozen days at most. By the time the man's itching sensation ends, the bug has already died and will come out with the man's phlegm in a little while. Of course, if he's unlucky, it'll be swallowed into his stomach.

  At this time, Fang Xian had settled a disgusting matter, but he couldn't help but curse in his mouth.

  "At your age, don't you have health insurance? Unbelievable."

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