Other people, not knowing the specific situation, weren’t particularly shocked, but Fang Qing burst into tears, overwhelmed by happiness...
"Amazing, amazing, amazing!"
After jubilant cheers, Fang Qing looked at Hu Xiaobei and said, "Hu Xiaobei, right? Thank you for your fruit, thank you for your fruit!"
"You’re welcome, I..."
Hu Xiaobei hadn’t finished speaking when he heard a loud slap!
Narrowing his eyes, Hu Xiaobei turned his head to see Sun Xiaozhou and Sun Dacheng smirking and clapping their hands!
After glancing at them indifferently, Hu Xiaobei smiled back, "What’s wrong? Given up?"
"Give up? Dream on! I’m really impressed with you. Where did you find these two to play along? Don’t you think their performance is too exaggerated? Eating fruit to cure paralysis? Why don’t you just ascend to heaven!"
"Exactly! There’s a limit to bluffing!"
"Yeah, yeah!"
Hearing their words, Fang Qing frowned and said, "What do you mean by saying they’re playing along? We didn’t even know each other before!"
Upon hearing Fang Qing’s defense, they sneered with disdain.
"Don’t know each other? Do you think I’m an idiot?"
"Exactly!"
"Like hell we believe you!"
"You..."
Faced with such scorn, Fang Qing was so angry she didn’t know what to say!
Other people, hearing Sun Xiaozhou and the others at this point, also began to harbor doubts.
They too felt that the old man’s transformation after eating the pear was a bit too exaggerated.
"Could it be that the pear really has such terrifying effects?"
Muttering so quietly to themselves, they all knitted their brows slightly...
Hu Xiaobei knew letting them spread such rumors was detrimental to him.
Thinking this way, Hu Xiaobei gave Sun Dacheng a profound look and said, "Sun Dacheng, haven’t you been feeling unwell lately, sometimes even feeling excessively sleepy?"
With his condition bluntly pointed out, Sun Dacheng’s eyelid twitched, "How...how did you know?"
"You don’t need to know that. All you need to know is that I can cure you!"
"You...you can cure me? How do you plan to do that?"
Huang Xiaobei looked at him and stated calmly, "You’ll recover just by eating a pear!"
"You...are you joking? Cure with fruit?"
Hearing his mockery, Huang Xiaobei stated blandly, "Other people’s fruit might not work, but mine has absolutely no problem! If you don’t believe it, then forget it! But your condition is serious, and if you keep dragging it out, it will be very bad for you!"
"You...are you bluffing me?"
"I’ll say it again, if you don’t believe me, then forget it!"
"You..."
After hesitating, Sun Dacheng took a deep breath and said, "Give me a pear, but if I eat it and it doesn’t work, you’re dead!"
"Give you one? You expect me to give you one? Who do you think you are? One hundred thousand yuan per pear! If you want it, pay me; if not, get lost!"
"One hundred thousand yuan for a pear? Are you...are you robbing me?"
"That’s right, I’m robbing you! Same words, if you don’t want it, get lost!"
With a fierce twitch at the corner of his mouth, Sun Dacheng looked at Sun Xiaozhou with a grievous gaze and said, "Give the money!"

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