"What's wrong with me?" Xiaona asked.
She asked a bit mischievously.
Liu Muqiao was dumbfounded, but he was still ready to take a gamble and said: "You are not sick!"
"Are you not sick? Geez, I told you, how can you tell what illness you have by just feeling your pulse? Let me tell you, I am really sick, and the illness is not serious." Xiaona said.
"Really? Are you suffering from a terminal illness?" Liu Miqiao asked.
"Uh, terminal illness?" Xiao Na's expression suddenly changed, "What terminal illness do I have? Professor Liu, please tell me!"
Liu Muqiao shook his head and said, "Actually, I was right. You are not sick at all."
Xiaona was confused and said: "What kind of disease do I have? Why do you say that I have a terminal illness and then say that I don't have any disease at all? What level do you have?"
She doesn’t know Liu Muqiao very well.
Xiaona is from the literary and art world and is still young. They are the center of the world and rarely pay attention to surrounding things, especially medical care, which is still very far away from themselves. Which of them would care about medical care too early?
Liu Miqiao was so famous, but they only knew a little bit about him. Once Liu Miqiao's name reached their ears, his portrait changed a lot, becoming a doctor, entrepreneur, and handsome guy! The emphasis is on the latter, handsome guy.
In their impression, a very handsome man is both a very good doctor and a very wealthy entrepreneur. Such a man is almost 30 years old and is not married yet, and he has no clear partner yet. Such a man will be more popular among girls.
In my eyes, it is very imaginative.
Therefore, in Xiaona's mind, Liu Miqiao's identity as a doctor ranks third, and the first one is handsome!
Now Liu Muqiao sometimes says that she is not sick, and sometimes says that she has a terminal illness. How can this be a famous doctor?
Liu Muqiao was also shocked.
For the first time in so many years, I heard someone ask, "What level are you at?" Oops! It's really strange!
Indeed, since his debut, no one has ever questioned Liu Miqiao's level.
Especially now that Liu Muqiao is an internationally famous doctor and is used to hearing compliments and affirmations from others. Suddenly he hears someone say, "What level are you at?" This is not affirmation, but a high degree of doubt and denial.
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Liu Muqiao came to his senses and said, "Xiao Na, I am just an ordinary doctor."
Xiaona smiled and said: "You are indeed very ordinary. I have heard legends that you are very powerful. In fact, legends are just legends. You should be the more powerful one among your group. Compared with the miracle doctor in Beijing,
They can't be compared. This evaluation didn't hurt you, right? Hey, that's right, let me ask you, are you really a professor?"
"Yes."
"Full professor or associate professor?"
"True."
"Oh! So powerful? You should be a little over 30, right?"
"Less than 30 years old."
"Oh! That's great. I made a mistake. You should be a better doctor. Okay, I'm not joking with you. I'm telling you, you didn't see my illness. It's understandable. My illness is even worse than that of the First Affiliated Hospital.
Professor Yao didn’t even make a clear diagnosis.”
"Professor Yao Ruojing?"
"Yeah, right."
"Then... okay, tell me, what are your main symptoms? I'm not necessarily worse than Professor Yao Ruojing."
Yao Ruojing is a professor of anorectal medicine at the First Affiliated Hospital. Liu Miqiao knows her level.
"You? You are not suitable to treat my disease." Xiaona said.
Liu Muqiao rolled his eyes. In the eyes of doctors, is there any difference between men and women?
Xiaona suddenly changed her mind again and said: "What kind of disease is there when you have too much farts?"
Liu Muqiao suddenly realized, oh, you just have a lot of farts.
"Excessive farts are generally not a disease when organic diseases are ruled out. Excessive farts are mainly related to the frequency of defecation and food. The treatment method is very simple. First, you need to know it.
If it’s not a disease, don’t worry about it. Secondly, take some probiotics and your bowel movements will be better and there will be less farts.”
Xiaona shook her head and said: "Well, some doctors also say this, but I don't think that all people are the same. Some people have less farts, so it should be a disease. Your level is limited. I'd better seek medical treatment from a miracle doctor.
Go."
Liu Muqiao doesn't want to argue anymore. It's not you, Xiaona, who has the final say whether there is a limit to your level.
Liu Muqiao turned around and started reading the paper again.
Xiao Na did not intend to end the chat. Although she did not regard Liu Miqiao as a miracle doctor and did not admire him for his superb medical skills, Xiaona knew that Liu Miqiao was a big entrepreneur and his family already had dozens of companies.
In Qingjiang City, big companies such as Tianhua Industrial and Hongyu Technology, Liu Miqiao's companies range from haircuts to hotels to movie theaters and shopping malls, while Chen Taizhong almost monopolizes Qingjiang's service industry.
Who doesn’t know that Liu Muqiao is rich?
Being rich is also a kind of aura.
Xiao Na admired Liu Miqiao's halo, and she pestered Liu Miqiao to chat.
Liu Muqiao knew that he was entangled with this female singer and had no way to continue working, so he had to put down his paper and chat with her word by word.
The sound is not loud.
"Professor Liu Miqiao, can you add her WeChat account?" Xiaona has been waiting for a long time, hoping that Liu Miqiao will add her WeChat account, but Liu Miqiao has no intention of doing so.
Xiaona was a little angry.
I, Xiaona, am so famous. Whoever sees me doesn’t want to take photos and take pictures with me, as well as my phone number and WeChat number? And you, Liu Miqiao, haven’t mentioned anything about WeChat for a long time.
You are awesome! You are arrogant! You are noble! You are amazing!
She cursed in her mind for half an hour, and finally had to compromise, stop scolding, and actively asked Liu Muchiao to add WeChat.
"Sorry, my correspondence is not open to the public."
"What! You...are rejecting me!"
"I'm sorry, I'm usually very busy at work and don't turn on my phone most of the time. If you want to find me, you can call this number, my office landline."
Liu Muqiao reported a number.
Your office phone number is useless! You don’t even want to leave your WeChat or phone number. That’s obvious. Don’t you disdain being friends with me, Xiaona?
This makes Shawna emotionally hurt.
You know, Xiaona's fans are all over the world. When she appears, people are intoxicated, which is as cold as you, Liu Maqiao!
She was a little angry. She was also a little sad. She wanted to cry.
"Huh, forget it if you don't give it!" Xiaona said, "I don't care about it!"
Liu Muqiao also knows that people are angry. But, just be angry when you are angry. I really don’t care whether you are angry or not. Asking for my phone number is really not something that ordinary people can keep.
There are only more than 20 contacts in Liu Muqiao's mobile phone number library, and these 20 contacts will not call him easily.
Liu Muqiao smiled and said, "I'm sorry." Then he turned around and started reading the paper.
The more Xiaona thought about it, the angrier she became. She sat behind her, punched the seat several times, and cursed: "You are really a cold-blooded animal! I hate you! I hate you!"
Liu Muqiao turned around and smiled.
"Why are you laughing! You, cold-blooded! I hate people like you!" Xiaona cursed louder.
This chapter has been completed!