Chapter Eighty-Nine: If You Don't Believe You, Try It
Incurable disease!
It's a word that makes people feel hopeless when they hear it.
Terminal illness does not mean that you will definitely die, but terminal illness means that even if you can survive, you will have to suffer a lot of sin, and the probability is still very low.
Mingliang couldn't believe that he was terminally ill.
He is only in his forties, and even because he patronizes and enjoys this world of flowers, he has not even married, if he has a terminal illness, won't this life be over?
"Tell me, what terminal illness do I have?" Mingliang struggled to restrain his emotions.
I don't know why, the guy in front of him from Lianhai City took control of the situation in just a few words, making it completely impossible for him to attack.
"Don't get excited, don't get excited, you should know that getting too excited isn't a good thing for you. Lu Fan said with a smile. "But you're almost all about it anyway, so it doesn't matter if you're excited or not. ”
It's been said again!
The corners of Mingming's mouth twitched slightly, and he was a little excited now, and his ribs vaguely seemed to be about to start hurting again.
"The ribs will hurt, probably a sports strain or a rib injury, I think Brother Ming's condition should not be serious, it is better to go to the hospital to see." At this moment, the one on the side of the bright little brother suddenly opened his mouth.
Looking at his position, you can see that he is a little unfamiliar among the bright little brothers, and he is not a very important little brother, but he has an identity.
He is the only son of Bai Shenyi, a famous Chinese medicine doctor in Beisu Province, Bai Xiaoming.
Bai Xiaoming is now in his thirties, he did not inherit his father's medical skills, but relied on the connections and wealth accumulated by his father's years of medical practice, and mingled with a group of upper-class sons and buddies every day to eat, drink and have fun.
The white god doctor came to have a son, he only had him at the age of forty, and now he is in his seventies, and he can't control him, so he can only go with him.
Although Bai Xiaoming doesn't learn or know how to do it, after all, he was born in a traditional Chinese medicine family, and he has been exposed to a lot of things since he was a child, and he still knows a lot of things.
Especially today, he felt that if Mingliang really had a physical problem, it would be an opportunity for him.
As long as the old man at home shows Mingming, this little problem is not easy to solve?
At that time, his status in the bright circle will definitely improve a lot.
"Yes, yes, we all forgot about Brother Bai!"
"Brother Bai's father is a miracle doctor, Brother Ming is sick, it is the safest to see him!"
"I think this kid is a swaggering and deceitful stick, but he's just being bored!"
may have felt that with the white divine doctor as the backing, the bright group of younger brothers became bold again, and they all opened their mouths to help come up with ideas.
"If Brother Ming wants to see my dad, it's no problem. Bai Xiaoming said proudly that it was the first time he felt that he was so important in the circle.
"Shut up, who allowed you to speak?" Mingliang suddenly screamed again, his face twitching as he screamed, obviously in pain.
That bullshit white miracle doctor is also an average quack doctor in his eyes, and the ingredients he blows out are relatively large.
Not to mention anything else, after he found out about this problem, he had found a white god doctor.
Of course, Mingliang didn't describe his condition carefully, but just wanted Doctor Bai to help him see how his physical condition was and if there was anything wrong.
As a result, Dr. Bai Shen studied for a long time and found a lot of problems, but they were not related to the pain in the ribs at all.
Since then, the level of the bright white divine doctor has not been very high.
He also went to several of the top hospitals in China for examinations, but no results were found.
So today, when Lu Fan broke his problem, Mingliang was so shocked.
"Yes, I also agree with you to go to the hospital for a check-up, or find that miracle doctor. Lu Fan interjected, "If their level is high enough, maybe they can see the problem with you." ”
Others may not understand what he means, but Mingliang does.
This kid is saying that if the level is not high enough, he can't even see the problem in him.
This also means that the level of those big hospitals or white god doctors he has found before is not high enough! At least not as high as Lu Fangao!
It may sound incredible, but Bright can't believe it.
"Mr. Lu, don't talk about whether you want to find another doctor or not, you see that I have a physical problem, and you refuse to tell me what the disease is? People say that doctors are clever and benevolent, and if you do this, it is not benevolent!"
Lu Fan couldn't help but laugh in his heart, at this time, you tell me about benevolence?
But he has the heart to find something to do for this brightness, so that this guy will continue to come to his own trouble.
"It's not hard to tell you what disease you have, but I'm afraid you won't believe me. ”
"As long as you make sense and match my situation, of course I will believe it!" Mingliang affirmed.
However, his belief is also conditional, and it must be justified and consistent with his situation.
"Well, in that case, I'll say a little more. Lu Fan stretched out his finger, "There is a black mole in the back of your heart, do you know it?"
Mingliang shook his head, where would he know about the black mole in the back of his heart?
"You take off your shirt now and ask your friend to show you. Lu Fan commanded.
Mingliang didn't think much about it, took off his shirt directly, and then exposed his back to the younger brothers.
"Huh, there's a black mole. ”
"I've known Brother Ming for so long, and it's the first time I've known that Brother Ming has a black mole on the back of his heart. ”
"How does this kid know......"
The younger brothers gathered around, and they all found the black mole at once.
Most of them grew up with Mingliang since childhood, but even none of them noticed that there was a black mole in Mingming's heart, but Lu Fan said it all at once.
Is this kid a doctor or a god?
The hearts of the bright group were even more puzzled.
"What if there's a black mole?" asked Bright Muffled.
"Whoever you can help him hold down that black mole, and then you breathe in deeply and see how long it lasts. The first half of the sentence Lu Fan said to Mingming's younger brother, and the second half of the sentence was directly said to Mingming.
But no one dares to do this kind of thing, who knows what the result will be if you press it?
Bai Xiaoming was born in a medical family, and he was a little bolder, and he pressed the black mole behind the brightness.
Mingliang began to inhale hard, and as soon as he inhaled like this, the pain in his ribs did not appear, but his heart hurt as if he had been pricked by a needle.
"Ouch ouch!" exclaimed Mingming, who had never experienced such pain in his life, and at that moment, he felt that he was almost going to die. "Three seconds, not bad, half a year will definitely hold up. Lu Fan nodded.