Lu Xiuwen showed an evil smile to the doctor, and finally spoke after laughing that the doctor had her hair all over her body.

"You are a premature baby, so you suffer from congenital deficiencies. Your lungs are weak. When you are young, you will have medicine and stones. At the age of six, you are in this position on your left upper arm (Lu Xiuwen compared the corresponding position of his arm) and once had a fracture." I was worried that Hao Ren would not be used to Lu Xiuwen and tried to express his diagnosis in vernacular.

When he heard Hao Ren's translation, the doctor opened his eyes wide and looked at Lu Xiuwen with some disbelief. How could this oriental man know about himself? You must know that it was because of his childhood experience that he wanted to be a doctor, and the fracture at the age of six was an opportunity for him to be a determined orthopedic doctor and he has been working hard for it.

But my colleagues in the hospital didn't know about these things. How did the oriental man he had never seen before know about them?

"You are a boy who is less than seventeen years old. In fact, you just enjoyed the joy of fish and water not long ago, but it took less than three minutes..." Lu Xiuwen did not stop, but continued to count down one by one. When he said the last sentence, a trace of evil luster flashed across Lu Xiuwen's face.

"Oh, shut up." Hearing this, the doctor screamed in angrily, his face turned red, and he wished he could rush up to block Lu Xiuwen and Hao Ren's mouths. Oh my God, he swears that he heard the laughter of the people around him (after all, it is human nature to love to join in the fun. It is so jubilant here that he can't attract the eyes of the people around him). He even felt that many people's eyes were aiming at him in his lower body. The ambiguous pen made this person want to dig a hole to bury himself.

"God, poor child! What can I do in three minutes?" The exaggerated aria sounded like pity, but after careful discernment, it was obviously a bit ridiculous.

"Three minutes? Oh, no." This time the voice was filled with a smile.

"Oh my God, he looks tall and big, but I didn't expect it to be only three minutes..." This time his voice obviously turned into contempt.

"That's because I was interrupted when I received the call, otherwise..." The doctor looked a little angry. This was a question of his male male swaying. Even men couldn't stand this. "Oh my God, why would I discuss this with you? Wait, no, how did you know, you are following me and peeping at me?"

Lu Xiuwen turned his puzzled eyes to Hao Ren. What is this person yelling?

"He said you followed him and peeped at him so he knew something." Hao Ren said. He lowered his head slightly, and his shoulders were twitching, and his voice was full of smiles that he could not be mistaken for. As a man, he certainly knew how much lethal this statement had for a man. Speaking of this, as long as he was an adult, no matter how male or female, he would definitely be interested in thinking about Bayiba.

Especially don't forget where this place is. This is the romantic capital of F country, which is famous for its freedom and romance. Looking at the poor doctor, this "three minutes" sentence will spread throughout the hospital without needing to be completed tomorrow. And I guess this person's life will be difficult for a long time.

You should know that sometimes people's eyes can turn into sharp swords that can poke people's hearts, and he cannot grasp everyone who looks at him with a strange look and explain it.

In fact, even if he did this, it didn't happen, because in this case, explanation is equivalent to concealing! People sometimes only believe in what they are willing to believe, especially this kind of explosive gossip. Even Wufeng and the others will want to roll up the three-foot waves, not to mention that this person who was almost recognized before (believe me, the explanation he added later will definitely be ignored by everyone without care.)

Turn your eyes back to Lu Xiuwen. Oh my God, this person is really too damaging. Look at this trick, it’s so cruel that he can’t kill people without blood.

Ignoring Hao Ren's strange look, Lu Xiuwen just glanced at the doctor with disdain and threw a sentence contemptuously: "Is it necessary? As long as I think, no matter what problems he has, he can't hide them from my eyes."

"It's not a small tone!" The thing got to this point, and Lu Xiuwen's a little arrogant words (at least in his eyes), the doctor was a little angry, "You know? What do you know? Why do you know? Just by touching my wrist just now? If you can know the patient's condition in this way, what do we doctors do? What do we need so many scientific instruments and equipment to do? We doctors all learn witchcraft like you to cure people."

"I am not using witchcraft, but Z medicine. I just didn't just touch your wrist. It was the pulse diagnosis technique in Z medicine." Hearing the doctor's words, Lu Xiuwen was not angry, but told the facts lightly, "As for whether I can tell your physical condition by just taking the pulse, have you seen it? What sentences I said before were wrong?"

The doctor's face turned blue and white, but he could not say anything to refute, because as Lu Xiuwen said, everything he said before was factual and there was no mistake.

"Okay, except those? Look at what other diseases I have. If you are right, I will accept you!" In the end, the doctor's face changed a few times, and finally came up with this sentence.

At the same time, this person did not forget to be secretly proud. His body was famous for being poor at a young age. He has always paid great attention to his diet and strengthened his physical exercise. In addition to the occasional minor cold, he has never had any major illnesses again. He does not even have common occupational diseases such as stomach problems and varicose veins when he is an adult.

It is precisely because of this that he didn't believe that the person in front of him could diagnose anything on him. Once he couldn't diagnose it, it would be his turn to have something to say.

"How? Do you want to talk about it again? Or..." The doctor raised his arm provocatively, "Or do you need to use your 'witchcraft' to touch my wrist again?"

"I'll say again. I'm using a doctor. I just used a pulse diagnosis, not a witchcraft!" Lu Xiuwen said without even raising his eyelids, "As for taking another pulse..., then I don't need it. I knew everything when I took the pulse before."
Chapter completed!