Master Gang was rolling on the ground, in such pain that his whole body was convulsing. Both of his hands were swollen to an alarming size, presenting a horrifying sight.
"Ah! Help me! HeLPPPPP ME!" Master Gang's screams were heart-wrenching, his face contorted in agony.
Cha Yong, standing to the side, was terrified. He never expected to see his master tormented like this.
"If anything happens to my master, I'll kill you all!" He grabbed Liu Fang.
Liu Fang struggled, not daring to utter another word.
"Don't worry! Don't worry! I will definitely cure Master Gang!"
He smiled awkwardly and did not dare to delay any longer. It must be a poison.
At the thought of this, Liu Fang felt extremely aggrieved. The medicine he spent five million yuan on was actually poison!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He quickly gathered a group of people and rushed to the Herbal Street to confront Mr. Zhang.