"I didn't cause any trouble. Isn't this for your own sake? You and Li Yang haven't seen each other for three days, and you are eager to have an in-depth exchange of emotions. Is it normal?"
Wu Haikui said aggrievedly.
"Then I really have to thank you, old man!"
Zhou Xue replied angrily.
What kind of brain?
How could she be anxious, and how could she like Li Yang like this?
"Mr. Zhou doesn't seem to be very happy. It's all my fault. I forget that girls are thin-skinned!"
Wu Haikui murmured.
"Old man, please leave her alone. She's used to pretending. Sit down and I'll check your pulse."
Li Yang glanced at him and said.
"Li Yang, what did you say?"
Zhou Xue’s beautiful eyes were almost bursting with fire.
Is she pretending?
What is she pretending to be, and does she need to pretend?
"Calm down your anger, won't I appease the old man?"
Li Yang also felt that he had made a mistake and said sarcastically, "The servants outside are watching. Isn't it inappropriate for a young mistress to be cruel to or hit her husband as soon as she comes through the door?"
"You! I'll take care of you later!"
Zhou Xue first suppressed her anger, and then said sarcastically, "I diagnose others' pulses, and it makes me look like I have medical skills. Haha, can I cure the cold?"
He had investigated the Wu family, and all the major medical clinics were helpless about Wu Haikui's illness. It was really funny that a brat like Li Yang jumped out.
"I do know some medical skills, how about we make a bet?"
Li Yang said with a smile.
"What are you going to bet on and how are you going to bet?"
Zhou Xue replied.
"If I can't cure Mr. Wu's illness, I'll leave it to you. But if I'm lucky enough to be cured, I won't dare to do anything to you. Just call me good husband."
Li Yang's face was filled with evil intentions.
"What did you ask me to call you? Are you saying it again?"
Zhou Xue gritted her teeth and spoke word by word.
This Hudan is so shameless, and his courage is getting bigger and bigger. He dares to ask her to call her husband. What a beautiful thought! "It's just a bet. Why, you don't dare to bet?"
Li Yang continued to motivate his generals.
"Just bet and watch your performance!"
Zhou Xue sneered.
It's not like she could lose, so why wouldn't she dare to gamble? For a young man like Li Yang, even if he had some rudimentary medical skills, he wouldn't be able to stand on the stage. It would be impossible to cure Mr. Wu well.
"Xiao Li, you are destined to lose, you are destined to lose."
Wu Haikui pointed at Li Yang and said firmly.
All famous doctors said that he still has three months to live at most, which has made him accept the reality. Recently, he has come out of fear and desire to live. Life and death are determined by fate, and living well in the present is the most practical thing.
Li Yang smiled and said nothing, and just helped him sit down. After he sat firmly, he put his hand on his wrist and began to diagnose his pulse.
"Pretending!"
Zhou Xue said disdainfully.
Li Yang ignored it and concentrated on it.
The old man's pulse was fast and slow, and the rhythm was disordered. It was very similar to the pulse performance when life was in danger. However, Li Yang still discerned that he was not really seriously ill and had a depleted vitality.
Sure enough, the results were consistent with my diagnosis.
"Old man, are the doctors saying that you are in decline and your end has come?"
Li Yang said calmly.
"That's right, you can be considered to have some real abilities. The gods and humans are declining, and the king of hell is asking for his life. When people get old, they will die. There is no cure. There is no cure."
Wu Haikui nodded and sighed, "Don't be pessimistic, they misdiagnosed."
Li Yang told the truth.
"Misdiagnosis?"
Wu Haikui suddenly felt like he was laughing or crying.
He went to all the famous doctors. Could a famous doctor make a misdiagnosis?
To put it bluntly, even if one famous doctor misdiagnoses, how can all famous doctors misdiagnose?
Today's young people are too unrealistic and talk about running on the train, which is unrealistic.
Li Yang didn't even explain, he moved directly to Wu Haikui's side, and then slapped the old man's heart with his palm.
"Li Yang, what are you doing!"
Zhou Xue was shocked.
How could a terminally ill old man withstand such a blow? Was Li Yang a healer or a murderer?
Poof! Wu Haikui's stomach was churning unbearably. When he opened his mouth, he spit out a ball of filth. The filth fell to the ground, and there was actually a giant insect about half a foot in size crawling inside.
The servants outside the hospital were very discerning. When they saw it, they immediately rushed in, cleaned up the dirt, and then quickly exited.
"Oh, I seem to be feeling really well."
"That's right, it's better. I feel relaxed all over."
"Xiao Li, oh no, Mr. Li is really a miracle doctor!"
Wu Haikui stood up and continued talking, with a look of ecstasy and excitement.
The disease comes like a mountain, and the disease goes away like a thread! Zhou Xue's beautiful eyes widened, full of shock. This, is this really cured?
"I dare to ask Mr. Li, what is wrong with me? Why do I spit out big insects?"
Wu Haikui asked.
"Old man, you have a problem with food. If I guess correctly, you have eaten raw cooked seafood in the past year. You must not eat raw food in the future."
While Li Yang was explaining, he was also admonishing.
"I remembered that I ate raw food half a year ago, and I became weak not long after eating raw food. Mr. Li is very skilled in medicine. I don't know how to thank you. Okay, how much do you want?"
Just ask for the consultation fee."
Wu Haikui suddenly realized and said gratefully.
"Do not take any money. It is the duty of a doctor to treat illnesses and save people. Besides, am I not making a bet with Mr. Zhou?"
Li Yang said with a smile.
Then he turned his attention to Zhou Xue.
"Watch what I do?"
Zhou Xue said coldly, having a bad premonition for no reason.
"Please fulfill the bet."
Li Yang said with a smile.
"Did I make a bet with you?"
Zhou Xue pretended to be surprised and started to pretend to be dumbfounded. Her husband couldn't shout randomly, and he couldn't shout even if he lost a bet! Li Yang was not anxious, but Wu Haikui was anxious and said in support: "Mr. Zhou, you are not kind.
, If you are willing to gamble, you have to admit defeat, and if you don't admit defeat when you lose, is this the behavior of a villain?"
Zhou Xue looked embarrassed and could only say: "What are you yelling about? It's not you who made the bet with me. I...I don't intend to keep it."
"If you don't want to lie, just shout."
Li Yang came up to her with a smile, looked at her and said.
Although Li Yang is also 1.78 meters tall, Zhou Xue is tall and not much shorter than him when wearing high heels.
"You're getting closer."
Zhou Xue gave him a blank look.
"OK."
Li Yang followed her words and moved closer to her again.
The two were so close that the servants in the yard thought they were about to hug or kiss, but Li Yang could clearly feel her sweet and fragrant breath.
"Old, old, husband..." Zhou Xue bit her lips, which were like fine lines, and finally shouted out, her pretty face flushed as red as a ripe tomato in the field.
When my husband heard this, Li Yang's bones almost went numb, and he felt so beautiful in his heart.
Zhou Xue pushed him away angrily and walked quickly on her high heels.
This confusion is really bad. What kind of bet is this? It is clearly a plot to make her call her husband! I feel more and more sorry for my fiancé Liu Jian. If Liu Jian knew that he called another man husband, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood!