The Strongest Prodigy Doctor

The people sharing the cell with him didn't care whether that person agreed or not, they started to blame him, and even two of them jumped onto the young man's stone bed, then pulled out two sharp spikes, and quickly jumped back before the chains could retract.

Then, those two people said to Ye Tianfan, "Benefactor, I pulled out two, he pulled out three, together that's five, do you think that's enough?"

As for the young man who had the spikes pulled from him, he was rolling in pain and cursing at those two, "&#%*&%#!!"

Unable to speak properly due to the pain, his curses were incoherent, making it impossible to know what he was saying.

"Five spikes?" Ye Tianfan thought about it; that should be enough. So he nodded and said, "That's enough! Throw them over!"

The two saw Ye Tianfan nod and immediately got excited, it seemed like this time, they would definitely be able to escape!

"Okay, benefactor!"

So the two tossed the sharp spikes toward Ye Tianfan.

"What the star you star, you star, you star star!" (Self-censoring the curses!)

This was the young man angrily cursing, not because of the previous pulling of spikes, but because those two didn't throw the spikes accurately at all, and they fell into the corrosive liquid below not far from their cell and were dissolved completely!

Ye Tianfan hadn't expected such an outcome either.

The two who threw the spikes looked at each other, feeling slightly embarrassed, but in the end, they both turned their eyes to the young man with the spikes.

"What the star you star, why are you looking at me again!" The young man was very nervous now, and he saw not only those two, but everyone in his cell started looking at him with unkind intentions!

"Hey hey hey, stop it, you saw earlier, my spikes are very light, they simply can't be thrown over!" The young man pleaded!

"Don't! Don't come over! Jamaica butterfly!"

In the end, the young man couldn't stop everyone's actions, seeing their spiteful looks.

"Wait, don't pull too hard!"

Just as everyone jumped over, ready to pull spikes.

The young man took advantage of the moment before they started pulling to speak.

Everyone heard the young man's words and stopped, then looked at him, as if to say, hurry up and speak, don't delay, there's an escape to worry about.

"Sigh!" The young man sighed, then silently took off his shirt, folded it neatly, bit it in his mouth, then sat cross-legged with his back to everyone and resolutely said, "Come on! Pull several, short pain is better than long pain."

Seeing this, everyone stopped pushing forward step by step, instead forming a line, eye-pledging to pull two spikes each, not more.

The first to pull was one of the two who pulled earlier.

This person seemed to have experience, quickly pulling out two spikes.

The young man was then in such pain that he slammed his head into the stone bed several times, emitting painful "wuwu" sounds from his mouth.

Ye Tianfan watched the scene and felt a throbbing toothache, even noticing that his hair seemed to be starting to ache.

Finally, the cellmates managed to each pull two spikes, then returned to their own stone beds.

Ye Tianfan saw the young man, already convulsing on his stone bed. If he hadn't seen consciousness in the young man's eyes, he would have stopped them earlier.

Seeing everyone preparing to throw spikes his way, Ye Tianfan hurriedly stopped them, saying, "Wait! You all give the spikes to the person closest to me, let him throw them to me, I'll see if I can catch them."

Everyone heard and thought it was brilliant, how hadn't they thought of that, so they handed all the spikes to the person closest to Ye Tianfan.

We'll call that person John Doe.

John Doe grabbed a spike and tossed it to Ye Tianfan, and everyone's gaze followed the spike flying through the air.

Then, with a "plop," the spike fell straight into the corrosive liquid below, dissolved cleanly in less than five seconds.

"..." Everyone was speechless, but couldn't blame John Doe, after all, the spike was too light, impossible to throw far.

But John Doe didn't give up, grabbing another one, and threw it toward Ye Tianfan.

Once again, everyone's gaze followed this spike, as it dropped into the corrosive liquid.

John Doe scratched his head, then, unwilling to give up, grabbed five spikes this time, terrifying the young man with his gaze, and threw them toward Ye Tianfan.

The result, of course, was complete failure.

Just as John Doe was about to grab another spike to throw, the young man sat up from the stone bed. He had no choice, if he kept lying down, all the remaining spikes would be wasted by John Doe.

"Bro! Wait, wait before you throw!" The young man called to John Doe after sitting up, stopping him from throwing.

"What's the matter? I think I'm about to succeed, with a bit of practice to master the technique, it's easy, just like farming, as long as I get the hang of it, my back won't give out!" John Doe said.

After John Doe spoke, he grabbed five spikes again and, before the young man could react, tossed them toward Ye Tianfan, so quickly even Ye Tianfan didn't react.

But even if Ye Tianfan had reacted, it would be useless because the spikes still fell short.

Now the young man was truly anxious; you can practice casually with farming, but this can't be practiced. You don't know how painful it is to pull one out! You're casually tossing them, throwing ten already, once you've tossed them all away, you'll have to pull more from me. Don't let me fail to escape and end up dying from pulling!"

"Brother, uncle, ancestor, please stop! Your practice simply won't work!" The young man jumped onto John Doe's stone bed and hugged him, saying.

"It's just about practicing more, why stop me? We're all waiting to get out!" John Doe was a bit unhappy but still stopped.

"Brother, do you know how painful each practice is for me?" The young man spoke and began to cry, "I'm so miserable! You're practically robbers!"