Chapter 7 Just ask if your face hurts
"Old Yuan, why are you here?" Although Jin Sichen is cold to people, he still has the politeness he should have.
"I heard Lao Ling say that you will bring the divine doctor over today, what about people?" Yuan Hongzhi didn't see anyone else, and of course, it was impossible for him to think that Mo Yirou was the miracle doctor in Ling Lao's mouth.
"Here it is!" Jin Sichen pointed at Mo Yirou and said helplessly!
Jin Sichen knew about Yuan Lao's temperament, and even if he explained more, he wouldn't believe it.
It can even be said that seeing is believing, he may not believe it, so he just pointed to Mo Yirou and said that she was a miracle doctor, and nothing else.
"Huh, her?" Yuan Hongzhi snorted coldly, with a thick disdain, "The hair has not grown, so he calls himself a miracle doctor, who gave the face?" ”
"Does the place where you are holding your left hand hurt?" Mo Yirou's sudden inexplicable words made Yuan Hongzhi's face become very ugly in an instant.
The place where his left hand was covered was the last thing he wanted to recall, and every time he thought about it, he felt extremely remorseful and painful.
However, for so many years, no one knew about it at all, and even if others knew, it would definitely not be the woman in front of them.
Jin Sichen and Xu Li subconsciously looked at the place where Yuan Hongzhi's hand was holding, and now that they think about it, it seems that every time they meet, he makes such a move.
What is the place where the left hand is covered?
Kidney!
After Jin Sichen realized that this part was a kidney, he glanced at Yuan Hongzhi with some surprise, he probably knew something.
Yuan Hongzhi was looked at by Jin Sichen, and his face turned from pale to crimson, so red that he could even drip blood.
If he hadn't gone his own way and mistaken the stone for a tumor, he wouldn't have to pay the price of a kidney.
It's a pity that it's too late to regret it, the mistake has already been made, and it can no longer be undone.
"You... How do you know? At this time, Yuan Hongzhi was eager to know, why did Mo Yirou know about this?
"See!" Mo Yirou didn't lie, she was extremely proficient in the four diagnosis methods.
"How is that possible?" When Yuan Hongzhi heard Mo Yirou's words, his first reaction was not to believe it, even a master of traditional Chinese medicine could not see it at a glance, and the little girl in front of him, who was less than twenty years old, could actually see it at a glance, this is absolutely impossible!
"Fifteen years ago, it was a kidney stone, but it was misdiagnosed as a tumor, and it was an acute tumor. Every word and sentence of Mo Yirou fell on Yuan Hongzhi's ears, and it was undoubtedly sprinkling salt on the wound and stabbing Yuan Hongzhi in pain.
"Old Yuan, you are confused!" Just after Mo Yirou said the words lightly, Ling Lao, Ling Bingkun's voice came from not far away.
Obviously, he heard Mo Yirou's words!
He didn't know what happened at the beginning, but at this time, looking at Yuan Hongzhi's extremely ugly face, he knew that what Mo Yirou said was not false at all.
Misdiagnosis is not uncommon, but it is rare to diagnose stones as tumors, especially Yuan Hongzhi's own research direction is tumor direction.
If it was just a misdiagnosis, Ling Bingkun's eyes when he looked at Yuan Hongzhi would not be disappointed but a pity, but what happened afterwards made him not know what to say.
"Does it hurt? Does your face hurt? Mo Yirou didn't care about Yuan Hongzhi's reaction, she just gave him back what he said before!