Deng Hongfeng pointed at Zhang Mingkun and the others, his eyes were full of ruthlessness, "Lao Tzu said that she was eliminated, she was eliminated!

After speaking, he glared at Mu Yan fiercely, "Don't get out of here quickly!"

Mu Yan ignored him completely, but took two steps forward and stood in front of the ninth patient.

The ninth patient is a middle-aged man with an honest face.

He has thick black hair, but it doesn't match his sparse yellow tiger whiskers and eyebrows.

Seeing a beautiful girl who looked like a fairy in the painting coming over, the middle-aged man rubbed the corners of his clothes with his hands crampedly.

A look of confusion and nervousness.

Mu Yan smiled slightly, his expression was indescribably gentle and gentle, "Uncle, can I ask you a few questions?"

The soft and melodious voice, like a feather, gently spread the humility and tension that filled his body.

The middle-aged man unconsciously relaxed his nerves, but he still stammered, "You...... Excuse me. ”

"You're wearing a wig, aren't you?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, "You, how did you know?"

After saying this, the middle-aged man's face turned red all of a sudden, and the crampedness on his face turned into panic and embarrassment.

If there was a hole at this time, he really wanted to go headlong.

Mu Yan's expression was even more gentle, and there was no hint of ridicule at all, "If I can cure your illness and promise that it will not recur in the future, are you willing to take off your wig?"

"You...... What you said is true?!" The middle-aged man let out an almost high-pitched voice, "Can you really cure my illness?"

Mu Yan hooked his lips slightly, smiling lazily and narrowly, "What's the matter?"

Believe! Of course I believe!

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a burning light.

Just now Mu Yan's ability, the ten of them can see it clearly.

If others say that it can cure his hidden disease, the middle-aged man may not believe it.

But if it was said by the girl in front of him, he didn't know why, but he was convinced.

The middle-aged man nodded slowly, and said categorically: "I believe in you!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slowly stroked his hair into his hair.

On the other side, the examiner of the Xuanyi Pavilion was confused.

What are Jun Muyan and this Patient Nine talking about?

What does this have to do with the assessment?

Deng Hongfeng said even more viciously: "Little slut, what are you doing? Didn't you hear me tell you to get out? Don't think that if you delay time, you can pass the ......"

He wasn't done yet.

Then the ninth patient had taken off the wig from his head.

Then, I saw that only a few handfuls of hair had fallen out of the man's head.

The remaining part of the scalp is shiny, and there is no grass.

But the most terrifying thing is that there are still a few bulging red pus pockets on the scalp.

took off the wig like this and looked at it, it was really extraordinary.

The entire examination room was suddenly silent.

Deng Hongfeng's hand was still pointing at Mu Yan, but he froze in place.

stared straight at the middle-aged man's scalp, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The other examiners of the Xuanyi Pavilion stood up abruptly and walked towards the middle-aged man one by one.

"This, this is a ghost stinger?!"

Devil's shallot is a very rare disease.

If you don't reach the stage of a full-blown seizure, you may not be able to take the pulse.

The ghost stinger on the middle-aged man's body is clearly just attacked, and it is only the initial symptoms.

If they hadn't seen this leprosy, they wouldn't have believed it.

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