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After the Boss Jin wrote down his name, he was still worried. He insisted for the Principal to be his notary, and also had a few doctors he knew write their names on the letter.

After doing all this, Boss Jin felt as if he had already earned five million for free. He looked at Wang Ye while chuckling and said: "Dr Wang, how do you think we should treat this?"

The crowd dispersed. Wang Ye took a closer look, and noticed that his hands did not touch the corrosive liquid, although Boss Jin had said that, Wang Ye did not believe it.

If he was corroded by strong acid or alkali, he wouldn't have such a relaxed expression and wouldn't have the leisure to make a bet with him.

This was obviously eroded by a special kind of fungus. This type of fungus was mostly active underground, and most of it was attached to rotten wood or to the roots of trees.

Wang Ye glanced at it, and said: "Your hand doesn't seem to be optimistic, if you don't treat it soon, I'm afraid you will need to amputate!"

When Boss Jin heard this, he realized that this brat truly had a plan. Although he looked like an honest man, he had a lot of schemes in his heart.

"We wrote it all down in black and white. You can't just randomly treat it, or else I'll reject you." Boss Jin said righteously.

Wang Ye nodded his head, and said: "First, use some medicinal powder to wash your hands, you may need to continue washing."

"When will you stop?" Boss Jin asked.

He could not feel the skin on his hands and only his bones could feel the pain. If an ordinary person were to see this, they would think that it was corroded by strong acid.

Wang Ye clearly knew that the skin on Boss Jin's arm was merely a lesion. Although it showed that it was creased and it was even pitch black, it wasn't enough to cause his skin to die.

After he gave the orders, a nurse brought over the medicinal powder that he needed and at the same time brought over a washbasin. Wang Ye poured himself a cup of tea and lit a cigarette to look at Boss Jin washing his hands.

"Hurry up and give me one too!" Boss Jin said while laughing.

"You can't smoke right now. As long as you smoke, you'll get worse!" Wang Ye said.

He wasn't joking. His skin was already covered with a layer of fungi, which continued to absorb nutrients from his skin and produce toxins at the same time. The immune system within his body was barely able to withstand this.

If he were to smoke, it would probably be rather serious. Wang Ye lit up his cigarettes to avoid him, and directly opened the door and walked out.

The Boss Jin heaved a sigh of relief. His fingers were stiff, it was hard to control, and writing names before was a little difficult. After he dried his hands, he immediately took out a cigarette from Wang Ye's box.

Lighting the cigarette with great difficulty, he smiled in satisfaction. After blowing out a puff of smoke, his face was relaxed.

After washing himself with this powder, his fingers gradually recovered. His fingers also became much more nimble than before. This was also quite obvious.

Boss Jin was also very surprised, he felt that Wang Ye making him keep washing his hands was definitely messing with him!

After he finished smoking, he threw the medicinal powder into the Dustbin, and smiled proudly, thinking that he would have to make Wang Ye beg for him later. He did not want to miss out on the chance of 5 million.

Wang Ye pushed the door and entered. The office was filled with smoke, Wang Ye did not even need to think to know that this brat must have been secretly smoking.

However, he did it on purpose. After the powder was applied to his skin, as long as it was stained with smoke, a strong chemical reaction would immediately occur on his skin.

Boss Jin saw that his hand had turned a lot whiter. He frowned and said, "Aiyo, why is my hand so painful?!"

"Impossible!" Wang Ye walked forward and checked it.

His hands became whiter and whiter, like a piece of white paper, which did not bode well for him. Wang Ye said: "What did you touch just now?"

"I haven't touched anything else except the hand lotion!" Boss Jin was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly saw a lot of white fur growing on the back of his hand. This white fur was like mold, Wang Ye laughed inside his heart, but his expression was extremely shocked.

This is the result of rapid propagation of fungi, which multiply immediately when exposed to tobacco or other irritants.

Boss Jin saw that there were a lot of white fur on the back of his hand and immediately tried to pull it out, but he was unable to pull out all the white fur.

The growth of the fungus was stimulated by the blood. His hand was like moldy tofu with a thick layer of white fur growing at a visible rate.

White hair began to grow on his arms as the fungus began to grow crazily. He was scared and nervous.

"Dr Wang, you have to take responsibility for this!" The Boss Jin was in complete panic.

"Did you secretly smoke just now?" Wang Ye asked.

"No!" I promise I didn't! " Boss Jin would never admit it.

At this time, a few doctors rushed over, and there were many patients who came over to watch the strange scene unfold. Wang Ye asked the Boss Jin in detail in front of everyone, and said that he must not hide anything from them.

Boss Jin swore as he said, "I promise I didn't smoke!"

"If you had smoked just now, my treatment would have been a little different. Do you understand?" You have to take responsibility for what you said yourself, or else there will be no benefit to your illness if the treatment is biased. " Wang Ye said with a serious face.

"Alright!" Boss Jin said while laughing.

From the looks of it, Wang Ye should still have a way to cure his arm, so Boss Jin was relieved. If that's the case, then she will play with him first!

Wang Ye told him to return back to the office and sit down. Then, he whispered something into the ears of a doctor, who was stunned for a moment and then nodded his head.

The Boss Jin was very relaxed in the office, while Wang Ye was on his phone, seeing the situation, the Boss Jin was not worried at all.

After around ten minutes, the doctor came back with a bowl of pitch black ointment. He had prepared everything Wang Ye had told him to do.

"Drink this." Wang Ye said.

He smelled it first, then said, "Why does it smell like corn? Was it corn? "

"You'll know after you drink it." Wang Ye said.

As for whether there was corn or not, he did not know. He only knew that this thing could cure him.

He drank half a bowl of ointment in one gulp and smacked his lips. Boss Jin said, "The taste is a little strange, why is it sour and salty, it's not bad."

"How do you feel?" Wang Ye asked.

"Quite comfortable." Boss Jin laughed and said, "Can you give me another bowl to drink?"

Wang Ye thought, if you really want to drink it, you may not be able to get it easily.

Boss Jin's expression suddenly froze as he clutched his stomach and said, "Why is my stomach feeling uncomfortable?"

"Seems like the effects are quite fast. Hurry up and go to the toilet." Wang Ye said with a serious face.