Luo Bin's expression changed, "What, what do you want to do?"
"Of course, it's to treat your illness."
Lin Fan directly pressed on his shoulder and squeezed hard.
"Ouch!"
Luo Bin let out a miserable scream and shrunk back onto the sofa.
*Smack!*
Lin Fan raised his hand and flicked him with a belt, making him jump up and then fall back down.
"This isn't treating an illness, it's clearly murder!"
Luo Bin shouted furiously.
*Smack!*
Lin Fan struck him again with the belt, "Not at all, not at all. If you have sores due to same-sex attraction, you just need to apply my secret medicinal ointment, and it's guaranteed to cure it."
"But Young Master Luo doesn't have this illness, so I can only use the most primitive method. First, I'll open up the sore, then dissolve the finest sea salt in alcohol, and apply it externally. This will surely cure it."
"However, although my strikes are loud, because the sore has blocked your nerves, you shouldn't feel any pain."
*Slap, slap, slap!*
The cowhide belt descended blow after blow. With each strike, Lin Fan would ask, "Young Master Luo, does it hurt?"
Luo Bin gritted his teeth, trying his best not to make a sound, or else his charade would be exposed.
His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he wanted to struggle, but Lin Fan held him firmly, rendering him powerless to resist.
"Serves you right for your foul mouth!"
Luo Qiqi stood by the side, secretly laughing, feeling utterly satisfied.
"Dad, please ask Doctor Lin to stop. If you keep hitting him like this, you'll cripple him."
Fang Juan, worried for her son, pleaded with Luo Yuntian, her husband's father.
Luo Yuntian chuckled and said, "Didn't Doctor Lin say that the sore has blocked Bin'er's nerves? Even with great force, he won't feel any pain."
"Brother Shan!" Fang Juan shook her husband Luo Wenshan's arm.
"Hmph."
Luo Wenshan grunted, understanding that Lin Fan had put their family of three on the spot.
If they cried out in pain, it would be an admission that they had lied earlier!
If their father investigated, the consequences could be minor or major, but it would ultimately be disadvantageous for his son.
But if he didn't cry out, he could only grit his teeth and endure!
Lin Fan delivered over twenty lashes. The belt was already stained with blood.
Luo Bin's buttocks were as red as flowers, his skin torn and bleeding.
Seeing that it was almost enough, Lin Fan feigned confusion and muttered, "Strange, according to reason, after dozens of lashes, this sore should have opened up, and Young Master Luo should feel pain. Why is there no reaction yet?"
He struck a few more times, "It seems my strength isn't enough. This sore is too stubborn; I need to go all out!"
"???"
Luo Bin's mind was filled with questions, and he cursed inwardly, "If the sore opens up, it will hurt, why didn't you tell me this crucial information earlier, you bastard!"
"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much."
He cried out loudly.
Fang Juan quickly rushed forward, "Doctor Lin, my son knows pain now, you don't need to hit him anymore."
Lin Fan revealed a satisfied smile, "Mix some of the saltiest sea salt with medical alcohol. Soak gauze in it and apply it for ten minutes, three times a day, for a week. It will be fully healed."
"Ah?!"
Luo Bin was dumbfounded upon hearing this. Applying a mixture of sea salt and alcohol to a wound would surely be excruciatingly painful!
"What 'ah'? Hurry up and thank Doctor Lin."
Luo Qiqi struggled to suppress her laughter.
Luo Bin gritted his teeth in pain, but to prevent his past misdeeds from being investigated, he had no choice but to swallow his pride, "Thank you!"
"While the wound is still fresh, hurry up and sprinkle the salt. If you wait until it scabs over later, the effect will be halved," Lin Fan said with a deliberately provoking tone.
Luo Yuntian glanced at Fang Juan, "What are you still standing there for? Didn't you hear Doctor Lin? Take him down to sprinkle the salt!"
"Oh, I understand."
Fang Juan agreed and helped her son hobble away.
"Doctor Lin, how about we have a few drinks?"
Luo Yuntian smiled and sat down, personally brewing tea.
"I respectfully accept." Lin Fan nodded in agreement.
The housekeeper, Aunt Zhang, returned from grocery shopping and began to busy herself in the kitchen.
Before long, a table full of delicious dishes was prepared.
During the meal, Lin Fan and Luo Yuntian clinked glasses, chatting and laughing.
Luo Wenshan, as the son, personally poured tea and wine for them.
It wasn't until midnight that Lin Fan and Luo Yuntian were completely drunk, arm in arm, calling each other brothers.
Luo Qiqi's health, however, remained completely normal.
"Qiqi, the protective amulet I gave you, have you been wearing it these past few days?" Luo Wenshan finally couldn't help but ask.
Luo Qiqi took out a small cloth bag from her pocket and replied, "Second Uncle, I've been wearing it. What's wrong?"
Luo Wenshan's brows furrowed, "Did you feel uncomfortable anywhere today?"
Luo Qiqi shook her head, "No. And thanks to the protective amulet Second Uncle got for me, my appetite has been great recently, and I don't have nightmares when I sleep."
"That's good, that's good. Heh heh."
Luo Wenshan looked puzzled, stood up, and said, "Qiqi, you take care of your grandfather and Doctor Lin. I'm a bit tired, I'll go back to sleep first."
"Okay, Second Uncle." Luo Qiqi smiled and waved.
After Luo Wenshan left, Lin Fan stood up with a cold smile.
"Old Mr. Luo, you've also noticed something is wrong, which is why you played along with me in this act, right?"
"Doctor Lin, are you suspecting my second son of trying to harm Qiqi?"
Luo Yuntian, who had been slumped over the table, sat up straight, his earlier tipsiness vanishing.
Lin Fan did not hide anything. He told Luo Yuntian about Luo Qiqi being poisoned and his suspicions.
"You mean, my strange illness a while ago was also his doing?"
Luo Yuntian was furious. He never imagined he would be harmed by his own son.
Lin Fan's gaze was sharp, "I'll take you to see, and the truth will be revealed."
——
Meanwhile.
After leaving the villa, Luo Wenshan looked around to ensure no one was watching. He silently walked towards a small park not far away.
After about ten minutes, under the vast darkness, by the stream, stood a mysterious figure in a black cloak.
"My Lord, Luo Qiqi wore the Death Gu curse you gave her, yet it has not taken effect."
Luo Wenshan stopped five meters away from the mysterious figure and said respectfully.
"Not taken effect?!"
The mysterious person's voice was not mysterious at all; it was the housekeeper, Aunt Zhang.
In the shadows.
Luo Qiqi was extremely shocked and almost cried out, but Lin Fan quickly covered her mouth.
"My God, it's Aunt Zhang."
She doubted her own sanity.
Luo Yuntian's eyes were icy. He never imagined such a dangerous person was lurking by his side, and he hadn't noticed it.
If it weren't for Lin Fan, their grandfather and grandson might have already met their end.
Luo Yuntian quietly looked at Lin Fan, immensely curious about his identity.
To possess such great ability at such a young age, he was definitely not an ordinary country boy!