Tang Fan looked at Song Deming and said hello, and then gestured to Boss Zhao and Lao Hutou.

Song Deming was not angry and proud, but his eyes were as bright as a torch, as if he could see through people's hearts.

Song Deming spoke slowly and said with a smile: "Tang Fan, I heard that you are a miracle doctor?"

Tang Fan's answer was neither humble nor arrogant, and said: "I'm not really a miracle doctor, I just learned some tricks from the gangsters!"

"Are you still a strong person from the Immortal Sect?"

"That's out of the question. I'm just starting to practice!"

Tang Fan answered very humbly. At the same time, he had already opened his purple-pupil eyes and scanned Song Deming inside and out, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Haha, you are different from the rumors!"

Song Deming smiled and turned to look at Boss Zhao and Mr. Hu.

Mr. Hu said with a smile: "Rumors can sometimes be harmful to people. This kid is upright and not like what is rumored outside!"

Boss Zhao also echoed: "For a long time, Tang Fan has indeed suffered many unjust injustices."

Song Deming nodded and said: "If the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them; if you are above others, people will be wrong! I think..."

As Song Deming was speaking, his eyes suddenly opened wide and his whole body started to tremble.

I saw a small bump suddenly bulging out from his collarbone. The small bump slowly squirmed and then pointed out.

The tip began to grow larger and longer, and it came out of his skin, like a round red earthworm.

"ah……"

Boss Zhao and Mr. Hu stood up in shock. This scene was really scary.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Tang Fan quickly rushed over, picked it up and put it in the palm of his hand.

"Bug...Bug?"

Boss Zhao asked incredulously.

"careful!"

Song Deming saw Tang Fan catching the insect and immediately reminded him loudly.

"boom!"

The bloody bug suddenly exploded and turned into a pool of blood. It seemed to want to blend into Tang Fan's body, but failed due to Tang Fan's physical protection.

Tang Fan stared blankly at the blood in his palms, his eyes shining strangely.

"What kind of insect is this?"

Boss Zhao asked puzzledly. He only knew that Song Deming was sick before, but he had never seen him get sick.

"Can you cure this disease?"

Song Deming sighed. Given his status, he really couldn't tell anyone about such a strange disease.

Otherwise, he would not secretly come to Jiangbei.

He had already heard about the news that Tang Fan cured Boss Zhao of his strange disease.

Later, he also learned about Tang Fan from Mr. Hu, so he called Tang Fan over with the intention of giving it a try.

Tang Fan asked: "Chief, how long have you been like this?"

"A month ago, it suddenly happened."

"Where have you been before you got sick?"

"At that time, I went to the East China Sea for research and work, and this was the case when I came back. Could it be that I contracted a virus, or insect eggs, in the East China Sea?"

Tang Fan shook his head and said: "This is not a disease, but a witchcraft. To be precise, it is called the Blood Sacrifice Insect Technique!"

"What!"

Song Deming stood up excitedly.

"Chief, you have been plotted by a traitor!"
Chapter completed!