Chapter 1 .，！

Although the golden pearl of the Caribbean Sea was indeed very good, adding 15 points of charm (only for all female creatures) was quite powerful, but for Fang Senyan, it was just a passing cloud. He was interested in the inherent ability of this soul equipment: Pearl Light.

However, the special effect attached to this equipment, which could greatly enhance perception, was not satisfactory. Its use was not as good as the literal meaning. The so-called perception x2 was merely your own naked perception (not including equipment bonuses) x2. Moreover, each use cost 5000 universal points and lasted for ten minutes. Such an expensive price would have been easily affordable when Fang Senyan and his team had hundreds of thousands of universal points, but now they could only sigh in vain.

The next goal of the three was naturally focused on the bronchitis that Fang Senyan wanted to contract. Reef believed that since Fang Senyan felt he was not in mortal danger, he could consider going to a private clinic and directly paying the doctors who only had money in their eyes to make the request. With the help of professionals, there would definitely be no situation where he couldn't get infected.

In this largest city in Europe, there were tens of thousands of dazzling small clinics, competing with large hospitals with low prices and attentive service, vowing to tell all customers that they would keep their mouths shut.

Under Reef's guidance, Fang Senyan still came to a clinic in an alley next to Trafalgar Square in London. It is worth mentioning that this was not one of the clinics that Reef was familiar with, but was brought to them by the taxi driver who had just left.

Well, it's worth mentioning that the taxi driver's smile was a little strange.

He obviously regarded them as pleasure-seekers infected with sexually transmitted diseases...

The reason for not going to Reef's acquaintance's place was: Fang Senyan knew that his behavior was a bit outrageous for a doctor. Actively running over to ask to be infected with bronchitis, and then miraculously and quickly recovering, should be a strange story. If it was spread out lightly, someone might follow the vine and cause unnecessary trouble for Reef.

For an ace team, at least for the current ace team, each member was an indispensable cornerstone and absolutely could not be lost. And the three of them couldn't do anything like killing people to silence them for no reason, so Fang Senyan adopted such an indirect method to ensure the safety of his group.

The common drizzle made London wet and cold, and the ground was a bit muddy. After the three got out of the car, they pulled up the hoods and collars of their trench coats, and then rang the doorbell of the clinic. When the door opened, Fang Senyan noticed that the mud mat they stepped on was very clean, and it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

This could only mean that either the doctor's business was too good, so he had just replaced the very messy mud mat, or his business was so bad that no one had visited yet. The three of them were led to the reception room by an indifferent nurse in her forties. The only impression she left on Fang Senyan was that she was quite plump and had short chestnut hair.

The reception room looked old and tidy. Inside the seemingly symbolic huge old-fashioned fireplace, pine wood was crackling and burning. Beside the narrow window, the brown lattice made of hard willow wood revealed a bit of rough European style. Under the soft light of the large chandelier in the middle, the whole room looked dim and deep.

After waiting for less than a minute, a middle-aged man with a goatee came out. He glanced at Fang Senyan and the others and said politely, "I'm Dr. McKinney. I don't know what I can do for you?"

The black brother raised his eyes and glanced at the doctor, then muttered, "My friend wants to get bronchitis." Dr. McKinney immediately interjected, "Gentlemen, bronchitis is a disease that has plagued mankind for thousands of years, but I happen to have some small experience in treating this stubborn trouble... Wait! Sir, what did you just say?!" Fang Senyan glanced at Reef, who coughed and said, "That's right, Dr. McKinney, my friend is a stubborn guy. He previously injected an immunoglobulin, a costly drug that gave him extremely strong confidence. Because of this, we argued in the bar yesterday. He thinks he is as strong as an ox and absolutely cannot get bronchitis, a damn disease, while I hold a completely different opinion..."

Dr. McKinney looked at Reef in astonishment, then at Fang Senyan, and said blankly, "Respected gentlemen, I don't understand what this has to do with a doctor?"

"So we made a bet." Reef shrugged and said, "Under the influence of vodka, and it was a big bet, the stakes even included the ownership of a castle and a manor. Unfortunately, it has also been notarized."

Dr. McKinney said somewhat doubtfully, "Gentlemen, I still don't see what you need a doctor for?" Reef took out a check and said concisely, "The content of our bet is whether he will get bronchitis within twenty-four hours.

I need your medical skills to prove that I am right, that immunoglobulin is just a ridiculous scam." "Shut up!" Fang Senyan said angrily, "You are the biggest liar! I can feel that I am stronger than Arux! Don't say a doctor, even God can't affect my health!" Dr. McKinney was stunned for a while and said, "But a doctor's duty is to treat diseases..."

Reef put the check on the table and slid it over smoothly: "This is the deposit. I'll give you two hours to convince me to stay. If he really can get bronchitis, then I will pay you another check, the amount on which is ten times the amount you get on this one. Now, tell me, do you accept it or not?" Dr. McKinney saw the 100-pound figure on the first check, and then multiplied it by ten in his heart, and immediately took a breath of cold air! He even asked with some apprehension: "Are you sure you're telling the truth?" Reef took out another check, wrote 1000 on it with a rustling sound, and showed it to him, saying meaningfully, "You have one hour and fifty-eight minutes left."

Dr. McKinney jumped up from the chair with excitement, threw off his coat, straightened his tie, and shouted loudly, "Susanna! Start working!! Although God has never looked at me squarely, I will also praise the devil's favor loudly!" Susanna walked in lazily from the outside, followed McKinney into the inner diagnosis room. They thought that lowering their voices would prevent anyone from hearing them, but in fact, the guys present were all perverts, so the conversation between the two was heard word for word.

"What are you calling me for? I can see you clearly. Your medical skills are as bad as your character."

"Wait a minute, Susanna, some big customers have come, a group of rich people with quirks. They are not asking me to treat diseases."

"Oh, God, are they here to collect taxes?" "They are here to ask for diseases."

"Damn it, are you poor and confused?"

"Listen to me (omitted 500 words here), rich people always have stupid quirks, you know, Susanna. Maybe I am indeed lacking in treating diseases, but I am quite talented in making people sick."

"Well, if that's true, then I still have confidence in you. Bring it here!"

"What?"

"The check! I have to verify if it's a bounced check... Well, it looks like the credit is very high. What do you want to do?"

"Susanna, can the check be returned to me?"..."

"Mr.! Mr. McKinney! You haven't paid me my salary for three months, and even half of last month's rent was paid by me. In addition, I have to clean the room for you, cook, accompany you through sexual life, and all other services. Do you dare to repeat the first sentence again?" "...Susanna, okay, let's start working. They only gave me a two-hour trial period. We have to start working hard for that check that has been multiplied tenfold."

Dr. McKinney's assessment of himself was quite accurate. Just as he said, he may not have talent in treating diseases, but he was very successful in making people sick. Only an hour and a half later, Fang Senyan, who had been beaten back to his ordinary form, clutched his chest and coughed violently.

Bronchitis began to erupt violently in his body, doubling in intensity, even making it difficult for him to breathe, his eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted. Later, he coughed up blood mixed with phlegm! These disgusting secretions and vomit filled several spittoons.

The degree of such a violent attack even far exceeded Fang Senyan's estimate. It can be said that he was lingering on the edge of death. If he didn't have the Barrier ability to reduce the duration of the peak period of bronchitis by 25%, then Fang Senyan was sure that he would mostly hang here.

Of course, this also had a lot to do with Dr. McKinney's poor medical skills. At least, he showed a very strong helplessness and confusion when facing Fang Senyan's situation. It seemed that he did a lot of things in a busy manner, but in essence, his help to Fang Senyan was not as great as Susanna's.

After finally enduring until the A virus replication was completed, Fang Senyan finally got rid of it. His face was pale, and he was covered in a cold sweat. He looked even more tired than after fighting a ninth-level creature and then fighting the Mist Song sister! He lay on the hospital bed for half an hour before he recovered...!