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Chapter 129 Do you like snacks?
Qin Jiang glanced at Xiong Ming, who was standing restlessly aside, and couldn't help but frown.

Is this the way my hands are wilted?

"Here, hold out your hand and I'll take your pulse."

Xiong Deyong said: "Son, please put your right hand on the table and let the doctor take a good look at it."

Xiong Ming first put his right hand on the table. Just when Qin Jiang was about to check his pulse, Xiong Ming suddenly took his hand back and chuckled at Qin Jiang.

Xiong Deyong said from the side: "Son, don't be naughty. The doctor is here to treat you. Please cooperate obediently."

Xiong Ming put his hand on the table again, and then suddenly took it back.

Like this is fun.

"What's wrong with you kid? I told you to cooperate with the doctor. If you keep making trouble like this, I'll beat you!"

Xiong Ming once again put his hands on the table, but this time Qin Jiang didn't take action anymore. Instead, he folded his hands and said calmly: "I can't treat this disease. You can find another doctor."

Xiong Deyong became anxious upon hearing this.

"Dr. Qin, why can't you see this?"

"My child is a little naughty, but he is still just a child after all."

Qin Jiang nodded.

"Yes, he is a child, and I am not a pediatrician, so I can't see it. Next one."

Xiong Deyong didn't expect that Qin Jiang would stop watching it if he didn't want to. Is he so willful?
You know, he had to queue up for a long time to get in.

Seeing Qin Jiang's resolute attitude, Xiong Deyong immediately surrendered.

"Dr. Qin, I was wrong in this matter. I failed to take care of him."

"In this way, I will pay you more for the consultation later. Doctor Qin, don't act like a child."

As soon as Xiong Deyong finished speaking, Xiong Ming suddenly reached out and knocked over the pen holder on the table.

After knocking him over, he even made a face at Qin Jiang, as if Qin Jiang had nothing to do with him.

Seeing this scene, the netizens in the live broadcast room were the first to be unable to bear it.

"Isn't this kid too uneducated?"

"Naughty children are spoiled by their parents. You see, his father keeps saying sorry. He seems to be quite sensible, but in fact he is not sincere at all."

"Yes, the child has done something wrong. What's the use of a parent just saying sorry? The reason why he keeps saying sorry is just because he doesn't spend money to apologize."

"Support Dr. Qin, don't treat this kind of person!"

The naughty child was so annoying that netizens in the live broadcast room had their blood pressure rise when they saw the child's series of actions.

Qin Jiang suddenly said, "Okay, I can treat him."

Upon hearing what Qin Jiang said, Xiong Deyong immediately smiled and praised Qin Jiang as a good person.

Qin Jiang said to Xiong Ming again: "Come on, stretch out your hand."

Xiong Ming also wanted to repeat the same tricks as before.

Who knew that as soon as he stretched out his hand, Qin Jiang's hand grabbed his wrist like lightning, and slammed him down on the table!

Although pressing like this did not cause any substantial harm to Xiong Ming, the sudden attack still frightened him so much that his face turned pale with fright.

Xiong Deyong moved his mouth at the side, but stopped talking. He could only hold back his unhappiness and let Qin Jiang continue to help Xiong Ming see a doctor.

Qin Jiang smiled and said, "Kid, you like to play very much."

"It just so happens that I like to play too."

"We'll play slowly after I've taken care of you."

Seeing that he couldn't free his hand, Xiong Ming was so anxious that he spat directly at Qin Jiang!
Qin Jiang was already prepared. He picked up the notebook on the table with his other hand and blocked Xiong Ming's saliva.

At the same time, Qin Jiang clasped his hand hard, and half of Xiong Ming's body suddenly went limp, and he burst into tears.

Xiong Deyong immediately panicked when he saw this.

"Doctor Qin, don't be as knowledgeable as a child." Xiong Deyong wanted to pull Xiong Ming's hand away, but Qin Jiang held it tightly and he couldn't pull it away at all.

Qin Jiang said calmly: "Your child's current condition is very serious. If not treated in time, his life will be in danger at any time. Are you sure you want to interfere with my treatment?"

Upon hearing what Qin Jiang said, Xiong Deyong didn't dare to move anymore.

He had watched Qin Jiang's live broadcast before coming here and knew that Qin Jiang was a capable doctor.

But he didn't expect Qin Jiang to have such a bad temper and be so rude to children.

"Doctor Qin, then there's no solution for my son crying like this all the time."

"Easy to handle."

Qin Jiang pressed Xiong Ming's wrist hard. Xiong Ming, who had been crying loudly just now, suddenly turned pale. He no longer had the strength to cry, and his face became a little pale.

Qin Jiang said calmly: "Crying also requires strength."

"This disease has consumed a lot of his energy, and crying now is not good for his body."

Qin Jiang's words made Xiong Deyong not know what to say for a moment.

Crying is not good for your health, so just press it and silence my son, right?

Being manipulated by Qin Jiang one after another, Xiong Ming finally knew that Qin Jiang was not someone to be trifled with.

He looked at Qin Jiang with some fear, finally calmed down, and his eyes became much clearer.

Seeing this scene, Qin Jiang nodded with satisfaction.

He just said, how could there really be such a fearless naughty kid in this world?

It's all out of habit.

If only Xiong Deyong knew the benefits of feather dusters, Xiong Ming wouldn't be so rebellious.

Qin Jiang asked: "Children, tell me what snacks you have eaten recently."

As soon as Qin Jiang said this, Xiong Deyong said from the side: "No doctor, my Xiong Ming doesn't like snacks. He eats three main meals a day. Occasionally, when he comes back in the evening, he will eat some late-night snacks such as barbecue with us. .”

Qin Jiang chuckled.

"You like barbecue but don't like snacks?"

Xiong Deyong said with some embarrassment: "Even if he likes it, he doesn't have the money to buy it."

"In terms of money, we have very strict control over him. Their school cafeteria uses a meal card, which can only be used in the cafeteria, not at the canteen."

It can be seen that Xiong Deyong is indeed very strict about Xiong Ming's eating.

But as the saying goes, things must be reversed when they reach their extremes.

The stricter Xiong Deyong's control is, the stronger Xiong Ming's desire to eat will probably be.

Qin Jiang looked at Xiong Ming and asked again: "Child, can you tell me personally that you really don't eat snacks?"

Xiong Ming felt a little guilty when Qin Jiang saw it. He hesitated and said: "Sometimes when classmates buy snacks, they will share some with me."

Xiong Deyong raised his eyebrows, somewhat displeased.

"Son, why have you never told me about this kind of thing?"

"Also, how can you ask for things from your classmates? Didn't I say that you can't ask for things that others give you?"

"You're not a beggar, how can you beg for food from your classmates?"

Xiong Ming lowered his head and said nothing.

Qin Jiang said from the side: "It's okay to eat snacks occasionally, and it's not as exaggerated as asking for food."

"But judging from his condition, he probably doesn't eat snacks occasionally. The amount is quite large."

As soon as Qin Jiang said these words, Xiong Ming panicked.

(End of this chapter)