"What the hell..."
"Young Master Xie, calm down!" Wang Jian pulled Xie Feng back again.
Xie Feng's face was full of anger, and he swallowed the rest of his words.
"Dude, what do you mean by this? I said you're impotent, and you didn't believe it?" Ye Huan said seriously, "You're not just impotent. You also suffer from chronic insomnia, night sweats, nervous weakness, overall fatigue, soreness in your lower back and knees, am I right!"
Xie Feng was about to curse angrily, then froze.
The symptoms Ye Huan described completely matched his current situation.
Spotting my condition at a glance, are sanitation workers really this impressive?
"Do you know what's wrong with me?" Xie Feng asked in a low voice.
