Ye Qiu was startled and looked up at the Dragon King.
I saw the Dragon King's face was ruddy and full of vitality. He didn't look like he was about to die at all. He quickly said: "Dragon King, don't be joking. I think you are in good health."
"I'm not joking, I'm really going to die." The Dragon King looked serious.
"I'm just a little doctor, and I'm still on probation. If you are really seriously ill, I won't be able to cure you!"
Ye Qiu almost regretted it to death.
If he had known that something like this would happen, he would never have come here.
The old man in front of me is a big boss in Jiangzhou's underground world. If he can't cure himself, he may even die.
"I believe you can cure me." The Dragon King said.
Ye Qiu smiled bitterly and said, "I told you that you might not believe it, but I don't believe it myself."
"Xiaoye, you are a young man. Young people must have confidence in themselves." The Dragon King then smiled and said, "Do you know why I am looking for you?"
Ye Qiu shook his head.
He felt very strange that so many famous doctors were not invited. Why did the Dragon King insist on inviting a nobody like himself to treat him?
Shouldn't it be...
There is something wrong with your brain!
The Dragon King seemed to be aware of what Ye Qiu was thinking, and asked with a smile: "Do you think I'm out of my mind?"
"Don't dare."
"Actually, the main reason why I invited you here is because when we met yesterday, you asked me if I was sick? Do you still remember?"
"Remember."
Ye Qiu wished he could slap himself twice. If he had known this, he shouldn't have been so mean yesterday.
The Dragon King said: "In the past nine years, I have visited famous doctors, and no one has noticed that I am sick. Only you, I have only met you once, and you can tell that I am sick. Therefore, I think you can cure me."
disease."
Ye Qiu smiled bitterly and said: "Dragon King, I'm telling you the truth, I just said it casually yesterday..."
"You can tell from just a casual comment that I am sick, which further proves that your medical skills are extraordinary."
What a fart!
If I were really that powerful, would I still be assigned to a nursing station?
Ye Qiu made up his mind that this disease could not be cured.
The Dragon King is not an ordinary person. Once there is a problem with the treatment, he may not know how he might die.
Although Ye Qiu's dream is to become the greatest doctor in the world, but the prerequisite is that he has a small life!
Even if his life is gone, he still talks about a nonsense dream.
Thinking of this, Ye Qiu said: "Dragon King, your old lady thinks highly of me. I am just a probationary doctor. Just today, I have been assigned to work as a nurse at the nursing station. Maybe in two days
, I’m going to get out of the hospital. I really can’t handle your illness, so you’d better hire someone else!”
"Are you...rejecting me?" The smile on the Dragon King's face gradually disappeared.
Ye Qiu was silent.
Silence is the default.
"Do you know what happened to those people who rejected me in the past?"
"how's it going?"
"Zhao Yun, tell him."
Zhao Yun looked at Ye Qiu and said: "Everyone who rejected the Dragon King before was thrown into the river to feed the fish."
hiss--
Ye Qiu took a breath of air, turned pale with fright, and said, "Dragon King, don't scare me, I'm timid."
"I'm not scaring you. No one has dared to refuse me for many years." The Dragon King stood with his hands behind his back, his back to Ye Qiu, and said, "I invite you here because I think you have the ability to cure me."
"As long as you can cure my disease, I can give you endless glory and wealth, and from now on you can walk around in Jiangzhou."
"If you can't cure me..."
The Dragon King's voice suddenly stopped.
"If it can't be cured, will you kill me?" Ye Qiu asked nervously.
"Are you afraid of death?" Dragon King suddenly asked.
"Afraid."
Ye Qiu thought, as long as you are a human being, you will be afraid of death!
"Since you are afraid of death, then try your best to cure me. Because I am also afraid of death."
Upon hearing the Dragon King's words, Ye Qiu knew that he had no way out. He had to cure the Dragon King.
Otherwise, your life is at risk!
"Let me check your body first!" Ye Qiu said.
"Are you willing to treat me?" the Dragon King asked.
Nonsense, if you don’t want to, you will die. Do I dare not to?
For the first time, Ye Qiu felt that being a doctor was a high-risk profession.
The Dragon King laughed and said, "Xiaoye, are you scared?"
"No." Ye Qiu said stiffly.
The Dragon King laughed loudly and said, "Zhao Yun didn't lie to you. Those who rejected me before were all thrown into the river to feed the fish. However, none of those people was a doctor."
Ye Qiu suddenly felt like he was being tricked.
The Dragon King said: "The people I kill are all people who deserve to be killed. Doctors heal the wounded and save lives. Killing them is detrimental to their morality."
"Dragon King, to be honest, I don't know anything about your condition, and I'm not sure whether it can be cured." Ye Qiu said.
The Dragon King smiled and said: "Ye Qiu, if you try your best and still can't cure me, I won't blame you. It just means that my life is over and God wants to take me back."
"Then let me check your body now!"
"Okay!" The Dragon King sat down and asked, "What do you need me to do?"
"Just listen to my arrangements." After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he stared at the Dragon King's face and observed it in detail.
Yesterday, when he saw the Dragon King, Ye Qiu had an intuition that the Dragon King was sick and seriously ill. However, the Dragon King denied it at the time and he did not take a closer look.
After staring at the Dragon King for a while, Ye Qiu's brows gradually wrinkled.
The Dragon King has a ruddy complexion and bright eyes. Judging from his facial expression, he does not look like a sick person at all. It even gives people the illusion that the Dragon King is healthier than a normal person.
"Weird!" Ye Qiu muttered in his heart, and then said: "Dragon King, give me your right hand."
The Dragon King stretched out his right hand.
When Ye Qiu grasped the pulse of Dragon King's right hand, he was startled, as if he was grasping a piece of ice.
The Dragon King's arm was so cold that it felt like it had been frozen in a cold storage. A cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow penetrated the palm of his hand, and Ye Qiu couldn't help but shiver.
Not only did he feel pity for the old man in front of him, he really didn't know how the Dragon King had been able to survive all these years.
Close your eyes and feel for your pulse carefully.
Ye Qiu discovered that the Dragon King's pulse was beating very steadily and there was no sign of illness at all.
Ye Qiu frowned again and said, "Dragon King, give me your left hand."
The Dragon King handed his left hand to Ye Qiu again.
The situation is completely opposite to the right hand.
The Dragon King's left hand was very hot, like a piece of burning charcoal. Holding it in his hand, the palm of his hand was burning.
Ye Qiu felt his pulse again.
The strange thing is that the Dragon King's pulse is still very stable, without any abnormality.
how so?
"Xiaoye, do you see anything?" Dragon King asked with a smile.
"Let me think about it." Ye Qiu frowned and thought for ten minutes, then suddenly said: "I understand."
"What do you know?" Dragon King asked urgently.
"You are terminally ill and have less than seven days to live!"
