Chapter 42

"How on earth did you know?"

"Hehe, it doesn't matter how I know, the important thing is that you are dying."

Gao Qiang sneered, glanced at Xia Qingxiao, and said to everyone, "I hope you all enjoy this meal."

After finishing speaking, he walked out without looking back.

"stop!"

Zhu Wenqiang's face darkened instantly, "If you don't explain this clearly today, don't even think about leaving!"

Before he finished speaking, four bodyguards immediately blocked Gao Qiang's way.

Xia Qingxiao's cold sweat broke out at that time, he quickly stood up and said: "Mr. Zhu, you have something to say, and you have something to say."

Zhu Wenqiang pushed him away, looked at Gao Qiang coldly and said, "Boy, tell me, who told you?"

He has had this disease for more than a year, but he has never told anyone about it.

In other words, it is impossible for others to know except for close people such as wives and children.

However, Gao Qiang not only stated his symptoms, but even the time of the attack was accurate.

Therefore, he suspected that something was wrong with the people around him.

Someone deliberately colluded with Gao Qiang to set up a game. Otherwise, why would Gao Qiang know so clearly about his illness?
"Hehe, that's all you have."

Gao Qiang sneered again, looked at Zhao Yan and the others and said, "Not only can I tell you about your illness, but I can also tell about their illness."

After speaking, he pointed to Zhao Yan and said, "This guy has a bad stomach, often acid regurgitation, and his hiccups smell like food."

Zhu Wenqiang looked at Zhao Yan suspiciously.

Zhao Yan snorted coldly: "Mr. Zhu, don't listen to his nonsense. We are hotel workers and we need to socialize every day. How many of us don't have stomach problems?"

"Hehe, is that right? Do you still need to replenish your kidneys every day for entertainment?"

Gao Qiang sneered and said: "You rich people are really smart, your kidneys are damaged, and you still need to mend them."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the others suddenly became strange.

Zhao Yan blushed and said angrily, "You fart, your fucking kidneys are broken."

Seeing that his mouth was still stubborn, Gao Qiang couldn't help but shook his head, and said, "If you don't believe me, you can press the lower left abdomen and see what happens."

"Press and press, who is afraid of whom... ah..."

Zhao Yan pressed it indifferently, and immediately let out a scream, and the stabbing pain from his abdomen made him unable to straighten his waist.

His cheeks turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat crackled down his face.

"Fuck, is it really that powerful?"

"I don't know. It was fine just now, but I just clicked it. How did it become such a virtue?"

"Couldn't Old Zhao be acting?"

Everyone was startled for a moment, and looked at Zhao Yan in a daze.

Zhu Wenqiang's face darkened and he didn't speak. He felt that Zhao Yan wanted to slap him in the face on purpose.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that his illness happened to be exactly the same as Gao Qiang said?
Even if you are a doctor, you have to give someone a pulse to tell you clearly, right?
How can anyone see a patient's symptoms just by looking at them?

Gao Qiang sneered and said, "Does it hurt? It's okay if it hurts. If you continue to play once a day and take medicine while playing, I guarantee you won't live for three years."

Hearing his words, Zhao Yan panicked and wanted to ask Gao Qiang, but he was afraid that Zhu Wenqiang would be unhappy.

Gao Qiang glanced at Zhu Wenqiang, sneered, casually pointed at the crowd, and said, "Come on, let's talk about you."

The middle-aged man named Xu Yong was tall and strong. Even in a suit, he could still see the outline of well-developed chest muscles.

He looked at Gao Qiang disdainfully, and said nonchalantly, "Let's say, I'm in good health, and I'm not lewd either. I keep exercising every day."

"Hehe, you do exercise a lot, but do you know what it means to go too far?"

Gao Qiang looked at his waist, "Is your waist hurting recently? I suggest you stop exercising immediately and go to the hospital for a proper checkup.

Although lumbar muscle strain is very common, if you continue to exercise, you may spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair. "

When Xu Yong heard what he said, his face couldn't help but change, and he said fiercely, "You are talking nonsense, my waist is fine, and I have never had any pain!"

"Really? Then you click..."

"Don't press!"

Before Gao Qiang could finish speaking, Xu Yong directly rejected him.

Just kidding, the example just now is right in front of him, if he presses the button, he might be even more embarrassing than Zhao Yan.

Gao Qiang sneered and said, "You've grown so big, do you still pee your pants?"

"you……"

Xu Yong's eyes widened in horror as if he had seen a ghost.

"Hehe, you want to say I'm talking nonsense?"

Gao Qiang sneered and said, "Lumbar muscle strain is just a minor symptom, what is really serious is the damage to your lumbar nerves.

Know why many athletes and martial arts masters suffer as they get older?
Because their kind of training is very harmful to the body.When I was young, I twisted my waist, and it might not hurt after sleeping, but it left a lot of hidden wounds.

When you are older, those hidden wounds will emerge in one brain. "

"Genius doctor, help me, please, help me, I don't want to sit in a wheelchair."

Without saying a word, Xu Yong knelt down on the ground, hugged Gao Qiang's thigh and began to beg bitterly.

As for whether Zhu Wenqiang would be unhappy, it was completely out of his consideration.

After all, compared to Zhu Wenqiang, his own life is more important.

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded, even the worried Xia Qingxiao was completely shocked.

"Is everything this kid said right?"

"Could it be acting? There are really people who can treat people with their eyes?"

"Fuck, if you put it this way, this kid is really a miracle doctor."

Zhu Wenqiang was also stunned. Looking at the tall and strong Xu Yong, crying like a child, he couldn't help asking:

"Xu Yong, is what this kid said true?"

Xu Yong nodded quickly and said: "It's true, I felt a little uncomfortable in my waist a few days ago, I went to the hospital to see it, the doctor said that my lumbar muscles were strained, and let me rest.

Afterwards, the waist didn't hurt anymore, but the lower body often felt numb, and..."

Speaking of this, his face suddenly turned red, but he didn't continue talking.

Seeing his distressed appearance, everyone suddenly remembered what Gao Qiang said just now, and they couldn't help but have a question in their hearts.

Did Xu Yong really pee his pants?

People in their 50s still wet their pants...

How can this be?

Zhu Wenqiang looked at Gao Qiang in surprise. Others might lie to him, but Xu Yong definitely wouldn't.

The two of them have been friends for more than 20 years, how could Xu Yong lie to him because of an outsider?
It's just... the young man in front of him is really too young, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like a miracle doctor.

He hesitated again and again, but still couldn't help asking: "Gao...Mr. Gao, are you really a miracle doctor?"

"Heh, a miracle doctor? In this world, how can there be any miracle doctor?"

Gao Qiang shook his head lightly, and said flatly, "I just know a little more than ordinary doctors."

(End of this chapter)

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