The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

"Bufan, remember to be merciful later, I'm a woman."

When the two stood on the stage, Lanyu Weiyin's face was livid, but for her own status in the academy, she had to speak kindly to Ming Bufan.

"This is a competition, do you think you are a child playing house?"

Ming Bufan didn't give her any face, and replied coldly.

I want him to be merciful, and treat him as the young boy who was bullied by Ren Lanyu Weiyin and didn't know how to write back?

"For you, there is nothing to show mercy."

"You—" Lan Yu Weiyin was immediately annoyed by his words.

He wanted to be angry and cursed loudly, but because he was on the stage, he could only bear the anger.

"If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!"

The competition is doomed to lose, but she must not lose her momentum, no matter what, she can't let those people in the audience see her jokes.

The ghost power on the weapon in her hand condensed, she roared and attacked Ming Bufan.

However, Ming Bufan didn't even use the weapon. When she swung the long whip in front of her, she raised her right hand to grab it directly, and then stretched out her hand to pull Lanyu Weiyin over.

In this way, Lanyu Weiyin was directly pulled in front of Ming Bufan.

"Extraordinary..."

Being close at hand, Lanyu Weiyin admitted that he was still a little moved by Ming Bufan, after all, he also had a face that could fascinate all living beings.

"My God, Mr. Bufan won't be reluctant to let go of Lanyu Weiyin, right?" Someone in the audience whispered.

Otherwise, how could Ming Bufan pull Lanyu Weiyin in front of him, and still make such an ambiguous gesture? It’s impossible for people not to think about it.

Even these words were heard by Lanyu Weiyin, and she took a deep breath.

If Ming Bufan really has no more love for her, this is her chance, maybe she can take advantage of this opportunity to win Ming Bufan to her side again.

Ming Bufan and Sheng Chuxin knew each other, and he must also know Sheng Chuxin's husband, maybe...

Facing Lanyu Weiyin's eyes full of calculations, Ming Bufan sneered coldly in his heart, and the corner of his mouth evoked a smile of unknown meaning

Before everyone could react, he had already raised his foot, kicked Lanyu Weiyin's stomach, and sent her flying!

"ah!"

Lanyu Weiyin only had time to let out a scream, and the whole person soared into the air and flew towards the group of teachers.

By the time she realized it again, she had already fallen miserably.

When those teachers saw her body flying towards them, none of them even thought of picking her up. Instead, they stepped back a few steps to the side, with disgusted expressions on their faces, as if she was some kind of plague.

"Well."

She could hear the crackling of the bones in her body, and her whole body was aching.

"Master, Master."

Seeing this, several disciples hurried forward to help her up, and asked her with concern.

"Master, are you okay, where are you injured?"

"Walk."

Lan Yuwei gritted her teeth, cast a bitter glance at Ming Bufan who was upright on the stage, and then yelled a word at the disciple who was supporting her.

Fate is extraordinary, if she doesn't give her face like this, even if she has a few tricks with her, she won't be so disdainful and despised by others!

She wrote down this account, and she will slowly settle it with fate in the future!