"Buddy, don't lose your temper, the sickness you've got, if you don't hurry up and get treated, you're definitely going to die," Ye Xiaofei said with a grin, looking at the middle-aged man.
"Stop talking nonsense, what disease do you say I've got?" The middle-aged man, unafraid, looked down at Ye Xiaofei with a sneer.
"A man who finds diseases where there are none indeed has an incurable condition."
Ye Xiaofei stared at the middle-aged man, smiling slyly. He had already figured out that this man was a doctor who had come here just for the thrill of it.
The middle-aged man found Ye Xiaofei's comments amusing, but he couldn't bring himself to laugh. Since he was actually not ill but couldn't show it, he said coldly, "Nonsense, I am sick."
"You are indeed sick."
Ye Xiaofei waved his hand and said to Brother Cai, "Brother Cai, give him that prescription you were talking about, let's try it."
"Alright."
