After Hearing My Thoughts, the Heroine Wants to Be Part of My Harem

With Yang Guofeng's fervent anticipation, the brothers finally brought the hundred-year snow ginseng.

"Thank you for your hard work, brothers. Here's a little bonus for you; you can take a break, the password is six ones."

Seeing that the herbs had arrived, Yang Guofeng hurriedly had someone hand over a prepared bank card.

Inside was twenty million. For Yang Guofeng, this amount of money was merely a trifle.

However, the brothers did not accept the card, and Lin Fan spoke.

"Since it's a reward for you, don't be shy."

They politely accepted the card, accepting the bank card.

"Young Lin, shall we start the treatment now?"

Yang Guofeng could not wait any longer to recover.

"Sure, I'll have someone prepare the medicine first."

Lin Fan smiled, gathered all the prepared herbs, and handed them to a maid with instructions.

"Put all these herbs in the cauldron and simmer them for two hours. When you're done, bring them back."

During this time, Lin Fan had been having the maid constantly prepare the Chinese herbal medicine for Yang Guofeng to take.

After he took the medicine, along with his acupuncture, Yang Guofeng's issues would be resolved without difficulty.

After curing Yang Guofeng, his next target would be Yang Zhi Lan.

Thinking of this, he directed his gaze toward Yang Zhi Lan, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

That woman was a true gem.

With such a fiery body and a cold attitude that kept strangers at bay.

Once he conquered her, that feeling of success would be simply wonderful.

Being the God of War of the North, his veins were filled with the desire for conquest.

"Alright."

A maid in her forties nodded and took the herbs to the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, she began placing the herbs in the cauldron to make the medicine.

After putting in all the herbs, only the hundred-year snow ginseng remained.

At that moment, the snow ginseng was still in a small special freezer.

The freezer was the size of a fruit box.

Since it had a built-in battery, it operated without needing to be plugged in.

She opened it and sighed in relief.

Fortunately, the plan had gone exactly as Young Tang had predicted.

That maid in her forties was none other than Lin Han in disguise.

Tang Yu, realizing Lin Fan's movements, decided to use the situation to her advantage and sent her.

After closing the freezer, she took out a common ginseng from her pocket.

She sliced the common ginseng and placed it in the cauldron, starting to prepare the medicine.

Taking advantage of no one watching her, she slipped out of the mansion through the window, taking the small freezer with her and silently disappearing into the darkness.

After leaving the mansion, a motorcycle was waiting for her on the road.

She hopped on the bike and accelerated.

After driving for more than twenty minutes, she arrived at a hotel.

She ran to the elevator and went up to the rooftop, where a helicopter was already waiting for her.

The pilot of the helicopter was Chi Yin.

Seeing Lin Han return, she smiled and asked, "Did you get it?"

"When have I ever failed?"

Lin Han placed the freezer on the ground and took off her human skin mask.

She was an expert in the art of disguise.

With a human skin mask and makeup, she could transform into even an eighty-year-old woman.

Chi Yin smiled and started the helicopter, heading back to Su Hang.

Meanwhile, at the Yang house, everyone waited patiently in the living room.

Yang Zhi Lan, who was sitting on the sofa reading, felt inexplicably anxious.

Since she had heard Tang Yu's thoughts, she had been on guard against Lin Fan.

Now that it seemed Lin Fan was about to successfully cure her father, she reflected on whether everything matched what Tang Yu had said.

Thus, she would never allow that guy to treat her.

As for revealing her plan, Yang Zhi Lan didn't have enough proof, so she could only act cautiously and wait for an opportunity.

While she was anxious and worried, the two hours quickly passed.

Realizing the time had come, Lin Fan looked at the nearby maid and ordered:

"It's time; you can bring the medicine."

A maid quickly ran to the kitchen and carefully brought the medicine.

Seeing the bowl of medicine, Yang Guofeng was eager to drink it.

But since it had just been prepared, the medicine was too hot to drink immediately.

He could only wait a little longer and asked Lin Fan:

"Young Master Lin, will I be cured once I drink this medicine?"

"No. After you drink it, I'll give you a session of acupuncture, and you will be cured," Lin Fan said.

This little problem, which others could not solve, was nothing more than a simple matter for him, the God of War of the North.

"That's fine; I truly appreciate your help. In the future, if you need anything from the Yang family, just say it."

Yang Guofeng let out a long sigh of relief.

These two years of suffering would finally come to an end.

When the medicine cooled a little, Yang Guofeng eagerly drank all the contents of the bowl.

The medicine was extremely bitter, but for a man desperate to heal, even if the bowl was filled with golden juice, he would gladly drink it. "NOTE: The golden juice refers to a shit smoothie."

After downing the medicine in one gulp, Yang Guofeng grabbed Lin Fan's arm and said:

"Let's go, Young Lin, let's go into the room."

"Alright."

Lin Fan nodded, although he felt something was wrong.

Once inside the room, Yang Guofeng stripped off his clothes and lay down on the bed.

Lin Fan sterilized the silver needles and began the acupuncture session.

The medicine he had made Yang Guofeng drink was specifically formulated to treat curses.

Combined with his acupuncture, the potency of the medicine would concentrate on a single point, thereby expelling it.

Meanwhile, the Yang family waited patiently in the living room.

While they waited, suddenly, Yang Guofeng's scream of agony echoed from the room.

The sound was like a pig being slaughtered, alarming everyone.

Yang Zhi Lan panicked, closed the book she was reading, and rushed to the door, shouting:

"Dad, are you okay?!"

Shortly after, Lin Fan opened the door from inside.

Everyone rushed in.

At that moment, Yang Guofeng was wrapped in a blanket, sitting on the bed, trembling in pain, with tears streaming down his face.

Barely two minutes after Lin Fan finished the acupuncture, a sharp pain began radiating from his groin.

He then discovered that the condition of his illness had worsened severely.

This excruciating pain enraged him.

Before, when Lin Fan was treating him, it hadn't been this bad.

Now, after Lin Fan's treatment, he understood what "life is worse than death" really meant.

Damn it, incompetent!

"Dad, are you okay?"

Seeing the expression of extreme pain on her father's face, Yang Zhi Lan was terribly frightened.

"It hurts too much." Yang Guofeng could barely speak due to the pain.

Pointing at Lin Fan with his trembling hand, he shouted furiously:

"You're incompetent; you've left me like this. If you don't give me an explanation today, this won't end here."

With his furious shout, more than twenty bodyguards from the Yang family gathered at the door, even pulling out guns.

Two middle-aged men also approached the bed, looking at Lin Fan with murderous intent.

These two were the guardians of the Yang family, both at the initial stage of the [Earth] level, who had been protecting the Yang family's safety for years.

The atmosphere grew extremely tense, and the two parties seemed poised to clash at any moment.

The brothers quickly positioned themselves behind Lin Fan, ready to confront everyone.

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