"Fatty, don't you feel pain?" Liu Feng had never left Peng Bai. Although he chose to avoid Peng Bai's anger at the beginning, Liu Feng had already followed Peng Bai when Peng Bai angrily rushed to the entrance of the mall. Now Liu Feng and Peng Bai are on the street that is completely opposite to the way back to school, and they also missed Zhu Wanqing.

"It hurts? I feel so fucking distressed." Peng Bai did not notice that his arms were swaying left and right like noodles, and replied subconsciously.

The scene just now hit Peng Bai's heart very hard. Just the day before, Zhu Wanqing, who was extremely close to him, was a woman who had been deeply in love with him for many years, but he could turn to someone else's arms the next day. I really don't know if it was Zhu Wanqing's watery and beautiful, or if he really didn't have the qualification to like Zhu Wanqing, or if Zhu Wanqing just had a grateful attitude to him and had already had a boyfriend he loved deeply. If Peng Bai had asked him to choose, Peng Bai would rather choose as the last possibility, and would never think that Zhu Wanqing was a watery and beautiful woman.

"Damn, I'm not talking about this. I'm asking you, does your arm hurt?" Liu Feng cursed, feeling distressed? For Liu Feng, whether it's worth it to be a discussion for a woman. Anyway, Liu Feng has never felt distressed for a woman.

"Arm? It doesn't hurt!" Peng Bai replied strangely, then looked at his arm.

"Ah!" Peng Bai looked at it and saw his dislocated arm all at once. No wonder he ran for so long and felt that his arm was not conscious! At first, in order to break free from the security guard's shackles, he dislocated his arm in anger, but at that time the pain in his body was far less than the pain of his mind, so Peng Bai automatically ignored it. Now that he saw his arm, Peng Bai, who cherished his life, let out a scream and lay on the ground with a plop.

"Damn! You are not! You have to find a warm place to pretend to be dead! Don't you feel cold?" Liu Feng asked depressedly. Peng Bai was obviously not fainted by the pain, but was frightened by his current situation.

"That's right!" Peng Bai's exposed skin touched the cold ground, and then he realized it and quickly got up.

"Find a place to pick up your hands! There is a traditional medical museum over there, which will probably solve your problem." Liu Feng pointed to a store not far ahead and said to Peng Bai.

He pushed open the door of the traditional medical museum with his head, and the warm air from the air conditioner made Peng Bai tremble involuntarily.

"Little fat man, your arm is dislocated?" An elderly doctor sat behind the clinic table and raised his head, glanced at Peng Bai, and asked with a smile.

"Well! I was broken by someone." Peng Bai nodded. Peng Bai was not stupid and would never give real reasons to come out to laugh at outsiders.

"Come and sit down! Let me see." The old doctor said to Peng Bai with a smile. The process is not important. For the doctor, it is enough to know the final result and find the treatment method.

Peng Bai sat obediently on the stool.

The elderly doctor walked to Peng Bai's side, gently lifted Peng Bai's arm with his left hand, and gently touched Peng Bai's shoulder with his right hand.

"It was indeed broken." The old doctor nodded.

Peng Bai was about to speak when he heard a crisp crackling sound from his mind. Then, a sharp pain came from his shoulders into his head. Peng Bai screamed in pain.

This method similar to torture did not end. Just as Peng Bai screamed, the old doctor turned around very easily, and then quickly grabbed Peng Bai's other arm with movements that were not in line with his age. With the same technique, he got it done, and then sat back to his original position, as if he had never left this position before.

Peng Bai's scream stopped abruptly when the old doctor picked up his second arm - he was so painful that he was about to faint. Moreover, the pain had exceeded Peng Bai's tolerance and could no longer be vented by screams.

After Peng Bai's arms were picked up, all his clothes and pants were soaked with cold sweat from the pain. It was as if he had just been taken out of the water. Sweat dripped along Peng Bai's hair on Peng Bai's pants or flowed into his eyes along his forehead. As a result, outsiders looked like a child who had just been bullied and pushed into the water and finally climbed up.

"How do you feel?" the elderly doctor asked Peng Bai with a smile.

"It's very good." Peng Bai's face was pale, but after listening to the elderly doctor's words, he slowly raised his head and said with a smile.

"It's so good?" asked the elderly doctor strangely. The pain of bone-collar work is not something that ordinary people can tolerate, but it's a very strange thing that this fat man can actually say the word "It's so good".

"It's really good. If you don't believe it, you'll know if you try it." Peng Bai said with a smile on his face.

"Only idiots will try it!" the elderly doctor cursed. Indeed, only masochists can choose this kind of pain, because it is indeed very pleasant for masochists.

"I said to you, little fat man, I think you have a very good bone, your forehead is facing the sky, and your eyes are bright and bright..." The elderly doctor stared at Peng Bai with his eyes tightly, then thought for a moment and said to Peng Bai.

"Stop, I know that I am handsome and elegant, and I am handsome. This can be seen as long as I am not a blind man, but you should be a doctor! When did the doctor start to tell fortunes for people?" Peng Bai quickly interrupted the elderly doctor because why did this sound so familiar? So Peng Bai curled his lips and said.

"Uh! I'm Wang Zhenbin." This was the first time an elderly doctor had eaten. He didn't expect that this fat man could turn the word "天" in his great traditional medical skills into a fortune-telling person who scammers eating, drinking, and cheating people, so he got angry and reported his name.

If the name Wang Zhenbin was placed in the medical field, it would be enough for all those engaged in medical research to bow and worship it and respect it. Unfortunately, the person who did not leave the door of Peng Bai and the other party had never heard of the name Wang Zhenbin. For Peng Bai, this name is no different from a stranger. At most, the old doctor had just cured his arms like noodles.

Seeing Peng Bai's confused expression, Wang Zhenbin knew that his words were completely playing the piano with Niu. But Wang Zhenbin still did not give up because he believed that no one in this world could say that he had never heard of his name!

"Fatty, what are you doing?" Wang Zhenbin trembled with anger at the face of Peng Bai's confusion and asked sternly.

"I? I am a chef." Peng Bai immediately replied. In this world, chefs and doctors are people's livelihood professions that can be compared with each other and are respected.

"Cook? Okay, little fat man, do you dare to make a bet with me?" Wang Zhenbin asked.

Peng Bai rolled his eyes and made a bet again, as if his gambling luck had always been good.

"Tell me, what are you doing? What are you gambling?" Peng Bai did not agree directly. After all, the initiator of gambling has an advantage in terms of conditions, which is commonly known as the dealer. Peng Bai doesn't want to jump into other people's traps stupidly.

"Do you want to lose weight?" Wang Zhenbin asked.
Chapter completed!