"Not much." Song Wenjie said.

"How many people know about Fang Jianxiong's coma?" Jiang Fan said.

"I don't know this very clearly, there should be very few people who know it." Song Wenjie said.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the cell tonight." Jiang Fan said.

When he returned to prison, Song Wenjie accompanied Jiang Fan onto the military vehicle, "Doctor Jiang, I have always had a question in my heart to ask you, but I don't know if I can tell me?" Song Wenjie smiled.

"Oh, let me tell me if you have any questions!" Jiang Fan said.

"How did the flying knife on Fang Jianxiong's head come out of the black hen's butt? This is simply incredible!" Song Wenjie said.

"This is a kind of Maoshan transfer technique and a special secret method of Maoshan medical technique. It involves the issue of multi-dimensional space conversion, and it is difficult to explain clearly in words." Jiang Fan said.

"Oh, this is so amazing. I really don't understand how the flying knife travels through the muscles and bones of the body, and how it comes out of the black hen's butt! All this makes people unable to believe that it is true, but the facts are in front of me, which makes people have to believe!" Song Wenjie said.

"Haha, there are many incredible things in this world. Don't your Dragon Group have many special masters!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.

"Yes, the Dragon Group has many special masters, and their abilities are unimaginable. Everyone in the Dragon Group has a special special ability." Song Wenjie said.

"Oh, then what is your special ability?" Jiang Fan said.

"My special ability, the fire of mind power." Song Wenjie said.

"The fire of thought power?" Jiang Fan said in confusion.

"Look!" Song Wenjie stretched out his right palm, staring at the palm of his hand with his eyes tightly, and Jiang Fan also stared at his palm, with nothing. Jiang Fan was wondering.

Huh! A bunch of flames appeared in Song Wenjie's palm, just like the flame burning by a candle, the color of the flame was blue.

"See it, this is the fire of mind power." Song Wenjie said proudly.

"What is the function of your flame?" Jiang Fan said.

"Haha, there are so many functions, but barbecue, cooking, smoking, drying clothes, etc.." Song Wenjie talked endlessly about a lot of functions.

"I mean the effect of attack!" Jiang Fan wiped the sweat from his head.

"Of course there is! This flame is different from ordinary flames. It is a blue flame. The temperature can reach thousands of degrees and can instantly melt iron blocks. If it hits a person, you can burn a hole immediately!" Song Wenjie took out a piece of iron block the size of a palm from his pocket and held it in his palm.

"Look!" Song Wenjie spitted out a blue flame in his palm, and the iron block instantly melted into iron. After the blue flame disappeared, the iron quickly solidified into an iron lump.

Seeing the whole process, Jiang Fan was very surprised. Unexpectedly, Song Wenjie, who looked gentle and gentle, had such strange special abilities.

"The special abilities of Zhao Bingqian from your Dragon Group are also very strange. What special abilities does she have?" Jiang Fan thought of Zhao Bingqian's soft body and joints that can be bent at will.

"You know Beauty Bing! You must have suffered from her!" Song Wenjie smiled maliciously.

"Oh, she hated me so much that her teeth itched. She wanted to bite me when she saw it!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.

"It seems that you have eaten her tofu, you have to be careful. She is a person with a grudge!" Song Wenjie said with a smile.

"I have already experienced it!" Jiang Fan waved his hand.

"Although the Ice Beauty is as cold as ice, her special ability of the 'silk-winding hand' is very terrifying. The joints of her body can be deformed and bent at will, just like cow tendons. As long as you fight with her in close combat, you will easily be locked by her lingering hand." Song Wenjie said.

Thinking of Zhao Bingqian's soft body, Jiang Fan couldn't help but think about it. Such a soft figure would be really good to do that, and his posture was really casual!

"Doctor Jiang, in addition to magical medical skills, you should also have special abilities, right?" Song Wenjie interrupted Jiang Fan's reverie.

"I have to say that there are quite a lot of special abilities, but they are not born, but acquired through cultivation." Jiang Fan said.

"Then you perform one for me!" Song Wenjie said.

Jiang Fan also imitated Song Wenjie's appearance, stretched out his hands and spread his palms to indicate that there was nothing, and then he tied the two together.

"See, there is nothing in your hand, come!" Jiang Fan shouted softly.

He slowly opened his palm, and the palm was the fast iron lump that Song Wenjie performed just now, "Hey, why did the iron block fall into your hand?" Song Wenjie reached into his pocket and touched it. The iron block was gone. How did the iron block fall into Jiang Fan's hand?

"What kind of supernatural power are you?" Song Wenjie said in surprise.

"Haha, this is not a supernatural ability. This is called taking objects from a distance. It is a small spell in Maoshan." Jiang Fan said with a smile.

"Get objects from the air! You just used your wonderful hands to Konggong while I was not paying attention!" Song Wenjie was a little disbelief. This special ability is still a small spell!

"This time you open your eyes and look at it. This time things are very important!" Jiang Fan smiled, took a newspaper casually, wrapped it up, and chanted a spell in his mouth.

"Come in!" Jiang Fan shouted lightly.

Song Wenjie stared at the newspaper with his eyes, and Jiang Fan handed the newspaper to him, "Open it and see what it is!" Jiang Fan showed a mysterious smile.

Song Wenjie opened the newspaper in confusion and said, "Hey! Shorts!? Bra?" There were shorts and bras inside. Song Wenjie looked at the shorts very familiar. Why is this shorts exactly the same as his? Could it be his shorts?

Song Wenjie hurriedly checked his underwear, "Ah! My underwear!" Song Wenjie screamed in disbelief. The underwear in the newspaper was his underwear! Song Wenjie was completely surprised. How could the underwear he was wearing on his body come into the newspaper, and he didn't know at all? This is too difficult to understand!

The nurse's scream came from behind the car: "My bra is gone!"

Song Wenjie raised his bra and said, "Is this your bra?" Song Wenjie felt a little embarrassed, after all, he was a woman's personal object.

"Why did my bra come to your hands?" the nurse said in surprise.

"Oh, this, I picked it up." Song Wenjie said nonsense.

"What I obviously wore on my body, why did it fall off?" the nurse said in surprise.

"Then I don't know, oh, take it out!" Song Wenjie handed the bra to the nurse. The nurse's face turned red, and the others pursed their lips and smirked.

"Brother Song, do you still want me to perform?" Jiang Fan laughed.

"Oh, no need!" Song Wenjie said panic. In the performance, maybe some nurse's underwear ran into his hands. It was really hard to explain. Others thought they had a hobby!

When Jiang Fan saw Song Wenjie's embarrassment, he immediately burst into laughter. The car finally returned to the third prison. Jiang Fan returned to the cell. Before leaving, Song Wenjie held Jiang Fan's hand and said, "Thank you very much! Don't forget what we said today!"

Jiang Fan nodded and said, "I understand, oh, sorry, it's better for you to give it to the owner if you have something."

Jiang Fan took out a pair of lace women's trousers from his pocket and quickly stuffed them into Song Wenjie's hand, "Ah! Women's trousers!" Song Wenjie screamed in shock.

"You, you want to kill me!" Song Wenjie shouted with a blushing face.

At this time, Jiang Fan had already run away and had returned to the cell, leaving only the embarrassing Song Wenjie.
Chapter completed!