Chapter 959: Chapter 959: Someone’s Betting Against Zhang Fan Again

Zhang Fan had an innocent look on his face!

Dammit, there’s no place left!

In all of Tsinghua, only this area has a storefront; walked a whole round, and only this place is a bit bigger!

Medicine Boiling Room, a must-have!

Otherwise, seventy square meters would be enough!

“Let’s settle here!” Zhang Fan said to Luo Qi.

“Are you sure you really want to choose this place?” Luo Qi asked again!

“Absolutely sure!” Zhang Fan nodded.

As for the clinic next door? What’s it got to do with me?

He’s not planning on making money off of it!

Hearing this, Liu Zhiwei, who was standing at the door, sneered!

His clinic is both the school’s infirmary and his own.

He had heard that previously when Yang Dawen was around, the clinic got trashed once by Zhang Fan!

But he’s no Yang Dawen.

Dare to trash his stuff? Really think he’s a pushover?

“Dr. Liu, won’t having a traditional Chinese medicine clinic next door affect us?” a middle-aged man whispered to Liu Zhiwei.

Liu Zhiwei sneered: “Today’s traditional Chinese medicine can’t cut it anymore; in terms of efficiency and cost, it can’t compare to our Western medicine. I guarantee, with us here, that kid won’t catch a single patient!”

“Traditional Chinese medicine can’t cut it? Haha, such a frog in a well!” Zhang Fan turned and gave Liu Zhiwei a cold look.

What an idiot!

Western medicine, to be exact, is called modern medicine!

Using advanced technology and machines to diagnose and analyze various body functions!

Making traditional Chinese medicine’s ‘look, smell, question, and feel’ infinitely precise.

Then through surgery and other healing methods, thoroughly heal the patient’s condition!

Whereas traditional Chinese medicine uses ‘look, smell, question, and feel’ to determine the cause of illness and prescribe treatment accordingly!

When necessary, traditional Chinese medicine can also perform surgery!

One focuses on ‘nurturing,’ the other on ‘curing’!

Of course, in cases of ‘destructive’ damage, the rescue effect of Western medicine far surpasses that of traditional Chinese medicine, this Zhang Fan admits!

But for most conditions, traditional Chinese medicine has fewer side effects compared to modern medicine!

Each has its pros and cons, but they all lead to the same goal!

Dare to say traditional Chinese medicine is no good? If Old Master Lin and Old Master Gao were here, they’d absolutely slap him!

What garbage!

However, upon hearing the term “frog in a well,” Liu Zhiwei’s gaze immediately turned cold: “Kid, who are you calling a frog in a well? When I was treating patients, you were still in the womb; I’ve treated more patients than you’ve had meals!”

“Haha, more than grains of rice?” Zhang Fan sneered!

“Pfft! Grains of rice! I’m convinced!”

“Damn, who dares to compare to that? Just a bowl of rice has at least three or four thousand grains!”

Everyone around fell speechless.

And Liu Zhiwei, hearing this, was so angry his eyes nearly popped out: “I meant bowls!”

“Bowls? Alright, let’s compare. I eat a bowl of rice’s worth of time, you treat a patient. Whoever backs out is the grandson, how about that?” Zhang Fan sneered.

Hearing this, everyone around froze.

What the hell, are you serious?

“You’re being unreasonable!” Liu Zhiwei’s face turned red.

Zhang Fan sneered: “Then let’s compare with bowls as you said, I eat a hundred bowls of rice a meal, three meals a day, that’s three hundred bowls. Can you treat three hundred patients a day?”

Hearing this, everyone present was dumbfounded.

Holy shit, a hundred bowls in one meal?

This is insane!

Still human?

“Haha, your bowl is probably thumb-sized!” Liu Zhiwei sneered immediately.

“Oh, then let’s verify it in the canteen, shall we? Just as well, I haven’t had breakfast yet and I’m a bit hungry!” Zhang Fan taunted.

Instantly, the crowd around started clamoring.

“Verify, verify!”

“Damn it, I can’t believe anyone can eat a hundred bowls in one meal!”

“That’s right, that’s right, I absolutely don’t believe it!”

Countless voices of doubt echoed through the sky.

At this moment, Zhang Fan turned his head: “It’s none of your damn business, go mind your own! Did I talk to you?”

Immediately, the surrounding fell silent.

Facing Zhang Fan, they really didn’t dare to act rashly!

After all, the bloody lessons were vividly remembered!

“Bet on a hundred bowls, bowls as in the usual ones at home, loser kneels and calls the other ‘grandpa’, how about that?” Zhang Fan said to Liu Zhiwei.

Hearing this, the veins on Liu Zhiwei’s forehead bulged.

“Bet it is!”

But then, Liu Zhiwei quickly said: “No, the loser kneels on the ground and shouts three times ‘I’m the grandson’, how about it?”

“Alright! Let’s do it!” Zhang Fan nodded.

Upon hearing this, the crowd around exploded.

“Damn, when Zhang Fan bets, why do I feel like he’s definitely going to win!”

“A hundred bowls? Damn, that’s absolutely impossible, right?”

“True, a hundred bowls, how many pounds of rice is that? Fifty pounds?”

“Not that much, at most thirty pounds.”

“Damn, isn’t thirty pounds already a lot?”

“Did you forget about Zhang Fan’s last advantage? That challenge can’t be much easier than eating thirty pounds of rice, right?”

Hearing this, the crowd fell silent.

But Luo Qi was rather excited!

Damn, he had never seen Zhang Fan bet before, eating thirty pounds of rice in one meal, that’s something to watch!

At this moment, He Yang and Gao Qi rushed over.

“Brother Fan!”

“Fanzi!”

“Damn, long time no see! You stir things up as soon as you’re back, I heard you’re opening a traditional Chinese medicine clinic?” Gao Qi and He Yang each hooked Zhang Fan’s shoulder, excited.

“It’s nothing, Zhang Fan went into a bet again, eating a hundred bowls of rice!” someone shouted.

“What? Is that true? Which idiot bet against Brother Fan?” He Yang widened his eyes, scanning the area.

Eating a hundred bowls of rice, difficult for Zhang Fan?

He’s had meals with Zhang Fan several times, and Zhang Fan’s appetite is more than enough!

“Kid, who are you insulting?” Liu Zhiwei roared.

Immediately, He Yang and Gao Qi’s gaze fell on Liu Zhiwei!

“Hahaha, it’s you, dumbass! Come on, come on, let’s go to the canteen, right now!” Gao Qi laughed out loud.

“Brother Fan!”

Ye Xuan’s voice also rang out immediately.

Seeing Ye Xuan walking over, Gao Qi and He Yang released their hands at once, making way for Ye Xuan!

“Ye Zi!” Zhang Fan wrapped an arm around Ye Xuan’s waist and pecked her cheek lightly!

Witnessing this, the surrounding singles’ eyes instantly filled with jealousy!

But Liu Zhiwei roared again: “Kid, go to the canteen!”

“Alright!” Zhang Fan patted his slightly hungry stomach, and slowly headed to the canteen with Ye Xuan.

The crowd around immediately pulled out their phones, spreading the news widely!

“Someone’s betting with Zhang Fan again, hurry and come watch!”