No more nonsense.

Start drying.

The other white-skinned guys also looked at Su Mu curiously, but Steven was a little nervous.

During this battle, it was as if he had some serious illness, and Lao Shi's mind was a little agitated.

Steven himself is considered a world-class neurosurgeon. He does not rule out Chinese medicine and is very interested in it.

In particular, the Chinese medicine's observation, hearing, asking and understanding made him feel particularly magical.

That thing is very mysterious, right?

really.

Su Mu Lanhua pointed at his wrist, looking like a magic stick.

After a long while, Su Mu changed his hand.

Another half a moment.

Several Han people looked disdainful.

A group of white doctors were getting a little irritated by the wait.

"God, does it take so long?"

"Is this guy joking?"

"I don't know, maybe he is really capable?"

In fact, Su Mu didn't need to take his pulse at all.

He knows how to yell shit.

When he saw Steven for the first time, he felt completely confident.

"Mr. Steven, you are not married, right?"

Steven narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Su Mu, and then nodded.

Su Mu asked again:

"Do you often suffer from insomnia?"

Steven was stunned and nodded again

Su Mu smiled and asked again:

"Is it possible that in the past year, you have no interest in women at all?"

Steven was stunned for a moment, his face a little ugly.

How do you want me to answer this question?

After hesitating for a long time, he shook his head and said:

"I'm very busy at work and I don't have time to think about this problem."

Su Mu clapped his hands:

"Here's the problem. You are holding it back. You have suffocated the nerve endings in certain parts. From now on, you can say goodbye to women."

Gong Yang was so green that he spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

The translators present were all carefully selected professional translators.

After all, Zhu Youchun's identity is different. If there is even the slightest problem in communication, these medical teams cannot afford it.

Therefore, they hire all industry elites.

Su Mu's words made the translators dumbfounded.

How to translate this?

Is this bastard a doctor or a genius?

As soon as Su Mu said these words, even the waiters around the dinner couldn't help shaking the trays they were holding.

Fortunately, they are well-trained, otherwise it would be embarrassing if the drinks were poured all over the floor.

The expression on Han Guoren's face gradually became brighter.

After hearing the translation, a group of white-skinned people were all dumbfounded.

Several young blond girls lowered their heads and almost covered their mouths and laughed like pigs.

After hearing what the translator said, Steven's face turned green. He almost jumped up from his chair and punched the bastard in front of him to death.

"You, you, you...! Bastard, you are talking nonsense! I am in perfect health."

Su Mu pouted:

"Steven, Old Shi, you are hiding your illness and avoiding medical treatment."

He said with a sad face and shook his head.

Gong Yangqing couldn't help it, he coughed and said:

"Brother, this Steven is a world-class neurosurgery expert. You...diagnose him carefully."

My brother's meaning is very obvious.

Senior brother.

Stop playing.

What do men, no matter they are 18 or 80, most taboo about?

Just three words.

You, no, okay.

Hearing the laughter, Steven almost went crazy and wanted to get angry at Su Mu, but Su Mu's face darkened:

"Mr. Steven, in the past year, you have been suffering from heart palpitations, shortness of breath, night sweats, general fatigue, and soreness in your waist and knees, right?"

This time Su Mu spoke English.

The expression on Steven's face suddenly stiffened.

He looked at Su Mu blankly, a little stupid.

After a long while, he asked in shock:

"How did you know?"

Su Mu rolled his eyes. That expression meant that I would not answer such an idiotic question.

When other white doctors saw Steven's reaction, the expressions on their faces became wonderful.

This guy seems to be a bit interesting.

A few Koreans didn't speak English very well, and the old guy didn't even understand it, so he was confused.

But Steven's reaction didn't need to be translated at all.

The old guy was stunned for a moment, feeling a little bad.

Steven immediately said:

"These symptoms are nothing more than excessive fatigue. You will be better after you rest for a while."

Su Mu smiled half-heartedly:

"However, in the past month or so, your heart has been experiencing sharp pain from needle pricks from time to time every day. Is this also fatigue?"

Steven was stunned for a moment.

Su Mu added:

"Besides, when there is severe pain, it is also accompanied by paralysis of the upper body, right?"

A flash of fear finally flashed across Steven's face.

Su Mu continued:

"Actually, you can't do the surgery anymore, right? You're afraid that these symptoms will appear during the surgery and lead to medical accidents."

Steven was stunned.

The white people around him were also stunned.

Su Mu pointed to his nose and smiled faintly:

"Actually, you checked yourself and couldn't find any problems, right? The old guy pressed you twice just now. You felt very comfortable. Did you think you found a cure?"

Steven nodded subconsciously.

Su Mu sneered and said:

"You are looking for death."

Steven trembled all over, with a frightened expression on his face.
To be continued...