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But if it really didn't work, she wouldn't despise him.

"But Little Xing," Li Baoni looked at Fan Xing obliquely, "How come I don't know that you have such a good friend?"

Fan Xing exclaimed.

After reacting, she immediately pretended to look at her watch, then raised her head seriously: "Not good, Prof. Chen and the others are about to come to work, we need to hurry and go prepare."

Ignoring Li Baoni's doubts, Fan Xing ran.

Li Baoni, "..."

After waiting for a long time, Fan Xing finally got home.

Previously, she didn't know why it was difficult to do anything, but now that she had analysed it, she had to carefully study it. She had to figure out how to treat Wen Yiyan first.

Fan Xing sat in front of the computer in the study.

She typed in a string of words and then successfully applied for the largest 'no mention syndrome' in A City.

"Hello, brothers. I'm 28 years old. I just found out that I can't lift it."

This string of text instantly exploded in the group chat and the netizens began replying.

What do you mean, 'we are at the end of the world'? Don't worry, you won't get used to it in the beginning, but you'll get used to it soon enough … The netizens came to pay attention to this new 'little brother'.

"I've only been married for a month, and I have a pretty and pretty girl at home, but I can only look at her and not touch her. I'm feeling really bitter!" Many "crying" emojis were added at the back.

The moment he said this, a wave of warm-hearted Big Brother emerged.

"Little brother, you're still young. You can ask your beautiful lady to make you a pot of soup with two whips and a strong body. Drink it for a month and see if you can regain your former glory!"

I also enclose a copy of the recipe of Zhuang Yang Tang. "Little Brother" should download and collect it quickly.

"Little brother, you said that your family has a beautiful lady, that's much better than us bachelors. Let that woman of yours dress up sexily for you to dance with!" Your little brother will definitely be full of energy, hahaha … "

Drip, drip, drip. All that appeared behind him were the '+ 1' formation.

"This little brother thanks everyone. I'll give it a try tonight, and I'll go online tomorrow to report the results to the big brothers."

After logging off, his "little brother" quickly turned off his phone and went out to purchase the secret prescription that his big brother had given him.

Who else could this "little brother" be other than Fan Xing? At this time, she was poking her head out of the shop.

"May I ask xiaojie what kind of medicinal herbs do you want to capture?" a woman with a "certified pharmacist" badge asked with a smile.

Fan Xing shoved the prescription into the female pharmacist's hands, "Capture them in accordance to this recipe."

Glancing at the female pharmacist who had given the prescription, he smiled and said, "Our medicine store has kept this recipe. How long do you want it for?"

"Since you guys have been preparing for a long time, there must be a lot of people using it," Fan Xing asked softly.

Although Fan Xing's footsteps were heavy, he had a resolute expression on his face as he carried the medicine bag which was filled to the brim.

She would definitely think of a way to cure Wen Yiyan's inaction and let him live a normal man's life.

As night fell, Wen Yiyan returned home on time.

When Fan Xing heard the familiar sound coming from the profound entrance, he took out a cup of soup with a fawning expression.

"Husband, you're back!" "Come, come, come. I've prepared something delicious for you."

Wen Yiyan frowned, his eyes looking at the pitch black soup, "What is it?"

"The weather has been so dry recently. This is a fire lowering soup that I specially made for you. I can even moisturize your lungs." Fan Xing smiled brilliantly.

Wen Yiyan used a spoon to stir the soup and scooped up the soup to get a better look at its contents.

"Thank you, my lungs are very nourishing."

Fan Xing didn't care about his cold attitude at all, she brought him to the dining hall, then continued to sell like a melon as she leaned over to pick up a spoon, "Look at how dry your mouth is, it just so happens that you can drink this to quench your thirst."

Wen Yiyan grabbed Fan Xing's right hand that was sending the medicine to his mouth, and asked without temperature: "Do you know what kind of soup this is?"