"But if it wasn't you, then who else could have caused me to be like this? I go to the hospital for regular physical examinations every six months. It was just over a week after my last physical examination. The physical examination report shows that there is no major problem with my body at all!"
Guan Sheng really couldn't accept that he was in good health, so why was he suddenly said to be terminally ill?
But if there was no problem, why would such a shocking result occur after lightly pressing the center of the eyebrow?
Not to mention him, everyone else is equally suspicious.
They all thought Yang Mu was talking nonsense before, but now judging from Guan Sheng's series of reactions, it seems that this young man is not without aim.
Yang Mu said: "Modern medical instruments are not powerful enough to detect all diseases, especially brain diseases."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone nodded in agreement and said: "I have watched a popular science program before, and it was also said in the program that the human brain is very magical. Even a simple headache may be a disease that cannot be cured by modern medicine. The human brain,
There are still so many unsolved mysteries!”
Guan Sheng's expression changed, but it was still difficult to accept that his brain was actually sick?
And it’s still terminally ill?
Yang Mu continued: "In the words of the ancients, your current situation is that your hall is turning black and you are not far from death."
Everyone looked at Guan Sheng's face again and saw that the area between his eyebrows was completely black. Isn't it the so-called Yintang blackness?
Now, they all believed Yang Mu's words.
Before Guan Sheng could answer, Yang Mu walked up to him in three steps and slapped Guan Sheng on the face again!
Snap!
Guan Sheng was slapped until he sat on the ground and screamed again.
"Stop! What are you doing?"
"Stop it! How brave are you to hit someone in front of us?"
The expressions of several policemen changed and they started to shout.
The other onlookers were all startled by Yang Mu's actions, thinking that this guy was a violent man, and why he suddenly struck again out of nowhere.
The next moment, Guan Sheng's shout of surprise made them all stunned.
"It doesn't hurt anymore. My head doesn't hurt anymore!"
Guan Sheng was ecstatic. Not only did the heartbreaking pain in his head disappear, his mind became clear, and even his limbs no longer felt that cold feeling.
"Hey, everyone, look. Look at Director Guan's face!" someone exclaimed.
When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw that the darkness between Guan Sheng's eyebrows disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his face quickly turned rosy.
"This slap is also treating your illness! However, it can only temporarily relieve your symptoms, but cannot completely cure it." Yang Mu said lightly.
A series of surprised looks looked at him.
If it had been before, everyone would have just regarded him as a bully talking nonsense, but after experiencing the scene just now, not to mention the other onlookers, even the several policemen looked at him with a little surprise.
Could it be that the slap he just slapped was really to help people heal?
The problem is, how can there be such a ridiculous cure in the world!
But if that is not a cure, how can we explain what happened to Guan Sheng?
As a client, Guan Sheng can deeply understand the changes in the body, and he doesn't care what bizarre methods the other party uses to treat the disease.
As long as you can cure your terminal illness, that’s fine!
"Since there is no radical cure yet, please help me take a look soon. Don't worry, I have money, and I will definitely provide you with a satisfactory diagnosis fee!"
Guan Sheng said anxiously.
Yang Mu stood with his hands behind his back and shook his head: "I have to go back with the police for interrogation now. Where will I find the time to treat you?"
Guan Sheng looked at the middle-aged policeman and said impatiently: "You guys, hurry up and hurry up. I won't sue him. You also saw that he was helping me treat my illness! It's none of your business here."
Several policemen looked at each other. Although they were not needed here at the moment, they were also a little curious about how things would develop next. They did not turn around and leave, but stayed to watch the excitement.
"I can't cure your disease!" Yang Mu said coldly.
Guan Sheng looked anxious: "Why can't it be cured? You said it yourself, the slap you gave me before gave me half a year more life.
Then let’s just do this, you slap me ten more times, oh no, slap me a hundred times, and then I can live another 50 years!”
"..."
Everyone was speechless, but after thinking about it, logically speaking, it seems that there is really no problem?
Yang Mu sneered and said: "It's not impossible, but you have to answer me a few questions honestly first. Otherwise, you can never expect me to treat you."
"What do you want to ask?"
"Just now, did you really criticize my sister's appearance and figure in private and have dirty thoughts about her?"
I thought Guan Sheng would be quibbling, but unexpectedly, he admitted with a calm expression: "That's right! I admit it. Your sister is so beautiful, even a man would be interested in her."
There was a coldness in Yang Mu's eyes, and he continued: "A lecherous guy like you, who is also a famous director, must have had many actresses in his life over the years?"
Guan Sheng's expression changed. He naturally knew that this kind of question could not be answered in front of so many people.
Yang Mu sneered and said, "You don't have to answer. As for finding someone to treat your illness, don't come to me. Go to the hospital!"
The implication is that if you want to help him treat yourself, you need to answer the questions honestly.
Guan Sheng thought to himself, given his qualifications and status in the circle, so what if his answer would only bring him some minor troubles, how could he still be able to defeat him?
Who can be in the entertainment industry without some scandals?
There are ways to clear your name!
What's more, he is still a director working behind the scenes, so there is no need to be afraid.
"Okay, I'll answer you. I estimate there are over a hundred unspoken rules. I can't remember the more specific number!" Guan Sheng replied in a deep voice.
As soon as these words came out, everyone present had different expressions.
Either contempt, envy, irritation, or someone who had already expected the approximate number and was not surprised at all.
Yang Mu said coldly, "Come here, I will help you treat your illness now."
Guan Sheng looked happy and stood in front of Yang Mu.
Snap!
Yang Mu slapped him on the face, and he screamed in pain, fell to the ground, and immediately got up. He closed his eyes as if he was willing to be tortured, and even urged:
"Now I have half a year more life. Come on, come again! There are still 99 slaps left, let's make an agreement first, not a single slap will be missed!"
People looked at the scene in front of them and thought it was too ridiculous.
Even if you are in a dream, what is happening in front of you will appear very strange and completely beyond common sense.
It just so happened that such a ridiculous thing actually happened in the real world!
Bang! Bang! Bang——
The scene was silent, except for the sounds of slaps on the face and Guan Sheng's screams.