Everyone has their own filth, and everyone has different turbidity.
Especially for patients, the turbid qi in their bodies is heavier, which can be called disease qi.
"Miracle doctor, you must save me. I have been doing good deeds throughout my life, but I was killed by a traitor." The entrepreneur knelt heavily on the ground.
"Stop pretending! What I hate most in my life is a hypocrite like you. You talk about being benevolent and moral, but you do all kinds of evil behind your back." Lin Xuan shook his head in disgust.
The entrepreneur's face turned pale and he stumbled to the ground.
"Miracle doctor, you must save me. I have been diagnosed with cancer. I have an old mother and a young child. What should I do if my old mother and young child die like this?"
"Stop! Friends, you don't have cancer, it's a benign tumor. Find a regular hospital and have it checked again."
"Okay! Thank you, the miracle doctor! Thank you, the miracle doctor! Then I'll leave first." Shuiyou was relieved.
"Wait a minute, this patient, please stay. You don't have cancer, but you have been infertile for many years. Where did you get a child?" Lin Xuan sighed.
Shuiyou's face changed drastically and he collapsed on the ground. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his son looked like Lao Wang next door.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
