Pa!
Park Mintae cried out tragically as he flew into the air. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his front teeth, staining the ground red. Park Mintae, who was rolling on the ground, felt his face go numb as though it was swollen.
Park Changmin was infuriated as well as he said angrily, "Master, is this how China treats its guests?"
Fangzheng sat there calmly. He casually picked up a bowl of water beside him and drank a mouthful. He said with a faint smile, "Patron, there's no need to be angry."
"Not angry?" If it wasn't for the fact that he was surrounded by Chinese and that he couldn't beat so many people, he would have long taken action! If it was anyone else who saw their disciple being beaten up like this, they wouldn't be able to hold it in. Park Changmin's eyes were about to spew fire …
Red Boy rubbed his nose and said casually, "Little guy, why are you so excited? That slap just now was my unique technique. It's just that I'm not good enough yet, so I can't do it without pain. "
"Bullshit! You call this a unique method? This was beating people up! It would be a wonder if it wasn't! "Park Mintae covered his face as he spoke with a leaky voice.
Red Boy's brows pricked up and he said, "Heh, don't you not believe it. The same method, my master hits over, it absolutely won't hurt! Do you believe that it can cause abortion? "
"I don't …" Just as Park Mintae was about to say that he didn't believe it, he immediately shut up when he thought of the pain from the slap. He was afraid that if the other party tried, he would be the one in pain!
Park Changmin frowned and said, "Master, since you say that it's an abortion, what about the thing in my disciple's stomach?"
"Yes, but not all of it. My technique is still not proficient, I need to do it a few more times. If you don't believe me, take my pulse yourself. Is it a little lacking? "Red Boy knew that Fangzheng couldn't lie, so he immediately answered.
Park Changmin frowned and looked at Fangzheng who gestured for him to go ahead.
Park Changmin immediately ran over to take Park Mintae's pulse, and when he did so, his brows furrowed deeply! Just as Red Boy said, there was indeed something missing from Park Mintae's stomach.
At that moment, Fangzheng said, "There were five needles in his stomach. Now, there are only four left, right?"
Park Changmin wasn't Fangzheng. He wasn't able to see through all the illnesses in a patient's body at a glance. He couldn't even take the patient's pulse. After all, taking the pulse to diagnose a patient was an experience accumulated over thousands of years. However, their ancestors had never seen anyone pregnant with five needles in thousands of years! Without any prior experience, Park Changmin naturally couldn't figure anything out. He could only vaguely feel that something was missing. However, he was unwilling to admit that he didn't do it, so he could only nod his head to show that it was so.
Therefore, Fangzheng asked, "Then, will this child continue? If it didn't flow anymore, then forget it. If I do, This Penniless Monk's disciple can continue helping another disciple. "
When Fangzheng said that, Park Mintae subconsciously grabbed Park Changmin's sleeve as tears welled up in his eyes. He thought, "This isn't an abortion, but a beating!" Master, you have to open your eyes and look carefully!
How could Park Changmin not tell that Red Boy was beating him? But here came the problem. Red Boy could knock out a needle! If Park Changmin were to do it himself, he wouldn't be able to do it unless he beat Park Mintae to death! Therefore, Park Changmin patted Park Mintae and whispered. "Do you want to give birth to five needles and become famous all over the world? Or do you want to be beaten a few times and have them flow out? "
Upon hearing this question, Park Mintae clenched his teeth with a sobbing tone. "Do it!"
Park Changmin patted Park Mintae on the shoulder and whispered. "Don't worry. If he hits you, I'll return it to you ten times over. Now that you're under his roof, all you have to do is bow your head for now. "
Park Mintae nodded slightly and looked up, shouting. "Come on!"
However, the slap he imagined didn't land. He saw Red Boy with his hands behind his back, slanting his eyes as he said in a prideful manner, "What do you mean come on? You want to say please! I'm treating you, but you're still being so arrogant? Forget it, I'm not treating you! "
The moment that was said, Park Mintae was instantly dumbfounded. In his entire life, he had never seen someone so arrogant as to beat someone up! He never expected that he would one day be reduced to the point of begging for someone to smack him.
With Park Mintae in a daze, Red Boy shook his head and said, "There's no sincerity at all. How boring. I'm not treating you! It's best you go back and give birth to the needles in peace … Aiyah, if you don't do it well and this thing pricks one of your nerves, causing you to be paralyzed. Tsk tsk … "
Seeing that Red Boy was about to leave, Park Mintae hurriedly shouted. "Wait!"
Red Boy turned his head and smiled at Park Mintae. The look in his eyes seemed to say: "Come on, beg me! Beg me to smack you! "
Park Mintae nearly blew his top when he saw the look in his eyes. But at that moment in time, did he have a choice? The needle in his stomach was clearly no ordinary object. It could already be described as strange. After leaving Mt. One Finger, he really wasn't sure if there was anyone in the world who could help him extract it. Thinking back to the consequences Red Boy had mentioned, he shuddered.
Helpless, Park Mintae clenched his teeth and said, "Little Master, please help me … treat my illness!" He originally wanted to say that he would perform an abortion, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. All he could say was treat his illness.
When Red Boy heard that, he chuckled. "I don't like the word 'little'. Besides, doesn't it cost money to treat your illness?"
Park Mintae was taken aback. Money? This fellow even wanted money?
By the side, Fangzheng pricked up his brows as he secretly gave Red Boy a thumbs up. Now that it was winter and the mountain was in a slump, this child had learned how to earn some extra money. He was truly a promising student!
Park Changmin frowned. "Abbot Fangzheng, this is a competition. There shouldn't be any fees, right?"
"Patron Park, what you said isn't right. First, we didn't beg you to compete with us. You were the ones who came knocking on our door. My master only sparred with you because he pitied you. Second, I'm the one who did it. If you want to discuss it, you should discuss it with me, right? And that's my rule. I charge money for treatment, and not a single cent less! "Red Boy interrupted.
Park Changmin stared at Fangzheng and asked, "Master, is that what you mean?"
Fangzheng smiled. "Money is just a worldly possession."
Park Changmin heaved a sigh of relief, afraid that Fangzheng would demand an exorbitant price.
Fangzheng continued. "However, the Dao cannot be easily imparted. Otherwise, wouldn't it imply that our One Finger Monastery's medical skills are worthless? However, we can't charge too much either, or it would appear black-hearted. "
When Park Changmin heard that, he realized that there was still a fee after going around in circles! Infuriated, he asked, "Master, how much do you plan on charging?"
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