"Kid, what did you say? I can go out on my own in the future? "
Qi Jue Cheng asked with his eyes wide open in disbelief. However, just as he finished speaking, his expression darkened again. He sighed and said, "Stop joking. The hospital said that I need to rest for a few months before I can be discharged. I can't even use my waist in the future. I just pity my lovers."
"You're already so old, and you still have lovers?"
Mu Fan's face was a little dark. He really couldn't be bothered to complain to this wretched old man. He simply took the vodka and reminded him, "If you want to be discharged, you need some peace and quiet."
"Ha, you can really help me?"
Qi Jue Cheng was shocked and quickly reminded him, "Since you can help me, I'll leave this old man to you. Anyway, I don't have any hope of being discharged. If you can cure me, then cure me. If you can't, then I won't blame you."
Mu Fan didn't say anything. At this time, Qi Jue Cheng's waist disease had relapsed, causing him to be unable to move his body. Therefore, he had been lying on the bed with Mu Fan's help.
Mu Fan didn't mind. He directly lifted his hospital gown and poured the vodka on his waist. He took a deep breath and used his level two magic talent to press his palm on Qi Jue Cheng's waist.
After a moment of silence, Mu Fan's palm moved up and down. The vodka was a medicine that could promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. It was already effective on Qi Jue Cheng's blocked blood vessels. With the help of his level two magic talent, he could strengthen and cure his waist.
Glancing at Mu Fan who was busying himself behind him, Qi Jue Cheng vaguely felt his waist begin to heat up. Moreover, it was getting hotter and hotter, to the point where he couldn't even feel the pain from before. This made him ask in shock, "Brat, what did you use? It's too miraculous. My waist doesn't hurt anymore."
Mu Fan was silent for a moment and thought of a reasonable explanation. He said, "Vodka can cure blocked blood vessels. My mother used to be a traditional Chinese medicine doctor in China. She taught me the massage technique. It's similar to traditional Chinese medicine's fire pot. With a combination, it can cure your waist."
To be honest, Mu Fan knew nothing about traditional Chinese medicine. He was just making things up.
However, in this world, Mu Fan's mother was indeed a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Unfortunately, she passed away early, so she didn't leave anything behind.
Thinking about it carefully, he was really pitiful in this world. First, his mother had passed away, and then his father and adoptive mother had passed away.
Alas, under such circumstances, he was still able to persevere and take care of his sister, Gauze Mist. At this time, his mentality had matured a lot.
Although it seemed that he was the one relying on Gauze Mist, wasn't Gauze Mist also his last hope?
"It's really too magical."
When the pain in his waist disappeared, Makoto Shigyo couldn't help but laugh excitedly. "Haha, it seems that it won't be long before I can leave the hospital again to meet my lovers."
Mu Fan frowned. He stopped what he was doing and said, "If you say that again, I won't help you."
Makoto Shigyo's expression suddenly changed. He turned his head and begged with snot and tears, "Don't, kid. Look at how boring it is for this old man to stay in the hospital every day without anyone to rely on. I also have to be tortured by Yasuko Tanisaki every day. Save me!"
"Okay, for the sake of Sister Shigyo, I'll help you this time."
Mu Fan rolled his eyes. This old man changed his expression faster than flipping a book.
But no matter what, the University's student union had helped him and Kashinoku Shiyu. He should repay them.
Taking a deep breath, Mu Fan placed both of his palms on Makoto Shigyo's waist and began to massage it. He injected the remaining magical power into Makoto Shigyo's body. He let go of his hands. At this time, Makoto Shigyo's waist was as red as fire.
"It's done."
Seeing this, Mu Fan smiled with satisfaction. He got off the bed and clapped his hands.
"It's done?"
Qi Jue Cheng raised his eyebrows and subconsciously got up from the bed. When he felt that his waist was no longer in pain, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he began to twist his body. Only then did he look at Mu Fan and exclaim, "As expected, it's fine. Even the large movements don't hurt anymore."
Nonsense, my magical power is almost used up. It would be strange if it wasn't!
Mu Fan rolled his eyes and waved his hand to interrupt Makoto Shigyo's gratitude, saying, "There's no need to thank me. If you want to thank me, then thank your granddaughter. She helped me, so I naturally can't watch you stay in the hospital. In a while, you can go to the hospital for a checkup and then apply to be discharged."
Looking at Mu Fan who helped him turn around and leave the ward without hesitation, Makoto Shigyo hurriedly shouted again, "Brat, my granddaughter is so beautiful. Are you really not going to let me be your grandfather?"
Mu Fan was speechless. "Scram, shameless old thief. How can I not be your grandfather?"
"F * ck!" "I'm already so old. How can you be my grandfather?"
Makoto Shigyo rolled his eyes at Mu Fan and smiled at Mu Fan, saying, "Brat, you don't know how to respect the elderly. Since you can't be my grandfather, then let's be brothers!"
"Do as you wish. I still have a little sister to take care of at home. I won't accompany you!"
Mu Fan waved his hand and turned around to leave the ward. With his cute little sister and Lily at home, he couldn't be bothered to continue accompanying this wretched old man in the ward.
.....
When he returned home, he put on his helmet and logged into the game. In the guild encampment on Sea Heart Island, Lizbeth was still researching and building the Magic Crystal Cannon. In reality, the Magic Crystal Cannon had already been built. However, she still needed to adjust the accuracy and range, so it would take some time to improve it.
Mu Fan wasn't in a hurry. He accompanied Hatsune in the game for a while, leveled up, and practiced his swordsmanship before logging off to sleep.
On the second day of class, it was time for the most torturous class of the day, Hiratsuka Shizuka's Mandarin class. As both the class teacher and Mandarin teacher, Mu Fan didn't want to have any conflicts with this old leftover girl. After all, her iron fist was no joke.
Well, he had no choice. In the Iron Fist Saintess' class, he could only be a good student.
He turned around and looked at Capella. She seemed to be thinking the same thing as him. She was also paying full attention to Hiratsuka Shizuka's class like a lady.
Therefore, during the class, they stared at the blackboard without blinking. As for what was being taught, they had no idea.
As for why Megumi Sage didn't appear after such a long time?
emmmm.....
It was because she didn't have much of a presence that Mu Fan forgot about her …
On the podium, Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at the serious faces of Mu Fan and Capella. She thought that both of them were studying seriously and nodded in satisfaction.
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