Chapter Seventy-Nine: Not Optimistic

Song Ai's post is not only popular in the industry, but also allows many patients suffering from stubborn diseases to have a place to seek medical treatment, for these admiring patients Zhang Rui simply shouted: This Song Ai is simply their lucky star! Song Ai was really angry after seeing the post, and collapsed. He always thought that he was angry about the post, until Zhou Yuan came to him and found that his face was wrong, and Zhou Yuan remembered what Wu Min said.

"You haven't been to the doctor for a while?" Zhou Yuan asked.

"What kind of illness should I see?" Song Ai had already looked at what Wu Min said when he asked him to check his body. Even if you don't forget, you won't believe it.

When the body of this thing is good, it will not consciously go for a physical examination, and it will always feel that it is unlucky to go to the hospital. And there is another point, young people are afraid of trouble. When you go to the hospital, you have to register and queue, this fast-paced life, you don't feel enough time to eat and sleep, where will you spend time queuing and registering.

"Don't say it, hurry up, let's go to the hospital. Zhou Yuan pulled him and got into the taxi without saying a word.

"I'm really fine, I'm healthy. ”

"Can you faint well if you are healthy?" Zhou Yuan sighed.

"I'm angry, how can you be considered an incurable disease, right? As a result, I was fooled by a child, and I didn't even see the disease. ”

"When did I say that I didn't see a doctor? I didn't see a doctor, but it has nothing to do with the little doctor, I still have something to deal with that day, and I originally wanted to go over with you today. ”

"Don't you look at it yourself, something has come out?" Song Ai was a little stunned when she heard what Zhou Yuan said. He really wanted to ask: Why didn't you tell him that day? It's just that if Zhou Yuan said that day, would he be able to believe it?

"Huh, driver, you went to the wrong place, we didn't go to the People's Hospital. ”

Seeing that the driver and master sent them to the People's Hospital, Song Ai hurriedly shouted.

"That's right, it's the People's Hospital. Song Ai, no matter how late my illness is treated, it's fine, but your illness can't be delayed, the little doctor said that your situation is generally in the advanced stage of malignancy when you feel it. ”

"What is the malignant advanced stage? Who told you?" Song Ai was confused. There was a "pimple" in my heart, and I had a bad premonition.

"What did the little doctor say to you that day? That's what the little doctor said after you went out. He coughed and began to speak in Wu Min's tone: "I have seen patients like him before, before the onset of the disease, they all felt that they were in good health, just like a fairy, they didn't sleep for a few days and nights, they were all energetic, in fact, this is simply overdrawing the body, often this kind of patient waits until the onset of the disease is the late stage of terminal illness." It is not good to be cured at all. ”

After listening to Zhou Yuan's words, Song Ai touched his nose unnaturally: "It's not true!"

"I think you'd better take a look, the hospitals are here anyway. It's not too late for me to go to the little doctor's place. Zhou Yuan thought that Song Ai introduced the little doctor to him, so he naturally couldn't ignore Song Ai.

Song Ai nodded, and went to the hospital hall to register honestly, but he didn't know what to hang when he went to register, the nurse asked him which department to hang up, and after thinking for a long time, he popped up a sentence of "physical examination".

The physical examination of the unit is once a year, and he doesn't seem to have participated in the last physical examination, because there happened to be a shooting mission that went far away, and he had already passed the physical examination when he came back.

It is very time-consuming to check one project after another, and he has no choice but to wait in line for the inspection and see the results.

Fortunately, the examination showed that there was no problem with the heart, lungs and liver, and there was no problem with the brain.

But when the large intestine was found, it was found that something had grown.

He was dumbfounded, how could there really be a problem? The doctor reassured him that maybe it would be fine, don't scare himself, and then arrange for hospitalization.

Before being hospitalized, Song Ai grabbed Zhou Yuan's hand: "Do you say that Chinese medicine can cure it?"

"I really don't know this, why don't you ask the little divine doctor!" Zhou Yuan thought for a while and said.

He comforted Song Ai a few words, and went to Wu Min's side for treatment.

In fact, he was also worried in his heart, when he sold the things he took from the tomb for 200,000 yuan, but he found the original buyer, so that he said that they had changed hands for 1 million, and he chased it to the current seller, and the price was 2.8 million yuan, which is not a lot.

He couldn't get out 2.8 million even if he was bankrupt, and the original 200,000 yuan had been spent on his own medical treatment over the years, and he didn't have so much money even if he sold his house and car.

So he found someone to make a high imitation and sent it to the tomb.

I hope that the owner of the tomb is clumsy and can smile.

Because what was sent to the tomb was not real, it was a fake, and he was also weak-hearted, and he came to Wu Min to be even more weak-hearted, Wu Min was so young that he believed Zhou Yuan's words, and he couldn't find out the reason so he brought Qi Xuan.

Qi Xuan checked Zhou Yuan's body, looked at Zhou Yuan, and looked at Zhou Yuan more and more weakly.

"Do you want me to tell the story yourself?" Qi Xuan sighed.

"Doctor Qi, I said it myself, it's not the little doctor's business, it's my own bad good, I made a fake and put it in. I want to deceive the owner of the tomb. But I also have a hard time, I sold it for 200,000 yuan, and now I go to buy it back and the person asks for 2.8 million yuan, it's not that I don't want to buy it back because I can't afford it, I have spent more than 200,000 yuan to see a doctor all these years, and I can't afford to buy it at all. I'm just a grave robber at the bottom, and I sell for a very low price. Generally, it is the middleman who makes more money. ”

"Then you tell a few of them, as long as they have received this thing, they will be contaminated with a curse, you are a direct contact, so it is the most serious, as for the others, if the contact time is short, it's fine, if the contact time is long, this thing will suck people's yang energy, think about it!"

"Are you saying they're all going to get sick?" Zhou Yuan's eyes lit up.

"Don't be too happy, you are the most direct person, and people hate you the most, and the owner of this tomb is a stingy ghost, you had better repair the destroyed tomb cave first when you get something. Otherwise, it will affect the fortunes of your children and grandchildren. ”

"Is there such a mysterious thing? Doctor Qi, you still practice mysticism?"

"Medical skills and mystics are not separated, haven't you heard of the Book of Changes? In ancient times, there were still ghost catchers!"

Hearing that there was still a doctor who caught ghosts, Zhou Yuan only felt that his neck behind him was cold.

"Does Doctor Qi catch ghosts?" he asked curiously.

"What do you say?" Qi Xuan asked rhetorically. didn't give him an answer, but from Qi Xuan's eyes, Zhou Yuan guessed that Qi Xuan might be able to catch ghosts!

He was full of excitement and went out of the infirmary.

The results of the tissue test in Song Ai's body came out, and they were not optimistic. Seeing the result, his whole body was depressed.

He didn't dare to tell his family, he didn't have a family yet, and he thought that he was lucky to have no family, otherwise he would drag others down, and he felt sorry for his parents.