"You...you..." Xiang Jiewen was also dumbfounded and did not dare to speak anymore.
A woman next to her came up to Xiang Jiewen and asked curiously: "Jiewen, is what he said true? You had surgery two months ago?"
Xiang Jiewen is still an unmarried woman and had an abortion two months ago. How could she tell anyone about such a shameful thing?
"I..." Xiang Jiewen didn't know how to explain.
When others saw it, they knew that Zhou Xiaoze was right.
Zhou Xiaoze continued to talk and said:
"As for Zeng Kunnan (it's really difficult), I say it's really not easy for you to live. When your cholecystitis attacks, you probably even want to die, right? Money is outside the body, so you have to spend what you should!
"
"Wei Junzhi (hypocrite) must be here too. Although you are very unethical, I have to remind you that the gastroenteritis you are suffering from is indeed very serious. I don't know if I should pay you a moment of silence!"
"Bai Qi (idiot), you, well, what do you want me to say about your illness..."
"Hua Yandan (test report), even though you always go to the hospital, your disease cannot be treated well by ordinary people!"
"Han Xing (Han Xing), I feel bad for your wife. Your illness is so embarrassing. You are also a public figure. To avoid damaging your courage to live, I won't say more here!"
(You have said this to others, everyone knows what is going on)
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"Guo Xinnan, there's something wrong with your brain, right? What's going on? You asked me to attend a class reunion at noon today, but why did you end up with a table full of patients?"
Finally, in the stunned silence of everyone, Zhou Xiaoze asked angrily.
Those named by Zhou Xiaoguang were all breaking out in cold sweats. Some of the diseases they suffered from were very secret, and some had been to many doctors, but the root cause of the disease had not been eliminated.
Most people would not be so full that they would publicize their illnesses or great achievements to the public, but why... why did this blind man say this?
Facing Zhou Xiaoze's roar, Guo Xinnan looked at a table of clay and wood carvings, feeling depressed to death. Didn't you say that when this blind man comes, you will give him a good humiliation?
Why do you all seem to have lost your soul and become mute?
Everyone, please say something!
"Assistant Jiang, look at their expressions now, do they all look like fools?"
"Well, it does look like it!"
"It's a pity that these fools rely on their wealth and status to think that they are great, but can they fight against the diseases they suffer from?"
"You are right, without life, money becomes paper!"
"Assistant Jiang, do you think that gathering with a bunch of fools will damage my image of being a great and upright person?"
"Ah, it seems..."
Aunt Jiang felt that he was so shameless.
This seems to be his usual style!
Looking at a table of stunned people, Zhou Xiaoze looked very serious and said earnestly: "Knowing you makes me believe that all of this has been planned in advance. Although I want to save you, I feel sorry for myself.
Heart of glass.”
"I've always been very low-key. You can humiliate me, but you can't disrespect your biological parents and humiliate your own lives at will!"
"When you think you are righteous, you are actually nothing!"
"I can tolerate your weakness in the past, but I hate your stupidity now!"
"Do you understand bugs? I think you are too low!"
Is he pretending to be crazy, or is he being mysterious?
But everyone present felt that what he said eloquently seemed to be full of truth. As he listened to it, it made him spin around in his intestines. Every sentence was very philosophical.
Those who originally wanted to take the opportunity to humiliate Zhou Xiaoze felt that they were short in front of him.
"Oze, when I was on a business trip abroad, I asked a doctor to see my prostatitis, but it was never cured. What's going on?" Wan Xiang had to lower his body and asked Zhou Xiaoze shamelessly.
Zhou Xiaoze said disdainfully: "That's because you didn't ask the right doctor. Also, your disease is not something that ordinary people can completely eradicate. Just let me check your pulse!"
"Uh, thank you!" Wan Xiang hurriedly moved to Zhou Xiaoze and stretched out his hand.
"Wan Xiang, don't get too close to me," Zhou Xiaoze shook his hand in front of his nose in disgust, "The strange smell on your body is so unpleasant that others can't smell it, but I can smell it. Also, move your hand
Place it on the table, palms up!"
Wan Xiang was disliked and didn't dare to say anything. If a person of his status had no descendants, his life would be meaningless. Now, he could only swallow his anger.
Among these people, Wan Xiang was the most prosperous. Everyone saw that he was despised by Zhou Xiaoze and didn't even dare to say a fart. Naturally, they didn't dare to say anything.
After Wan Xiang put his hand on the table, Zhou Xiaoze raised two fingers and stopped at his wrist four or five centimeters apart. He started to feel his pulse, but he didn't touch the hand as if he was disgusted.
Wan Xiang didn't care, as long as Zhou Xiaoze treated him seriously, he would be fine. But others looked puzzled. Was he checking someone's pulse?
Aunt Jiang said to her heart, are you kidding the monkey?
"Okay," Cheng Xiaoguang retracted his hand and said casually, "Your prostatitis is a bit special. It is latent. It existed as early as three years ago. At that time, you often felt pain. You have been to the hospital for several check-ups.
Several times, the doctor never found out the result!"
"Zhou Xiaoze, you are so awesome, what you said is absolutely right!" Wan Xiang said impatiently.
When he said this, everyone present couldn't help but exclaimed. No one could tell his symptoms without even touching his hand. It seems that no doctor can do this, right?
Zhou Xiaoze said: "How much did it cost you to hire that foreign doctor to treat you?"
"I have spent nearly one million yuan, and there is no effect at all. How can I say he is a famous medical expert in the United States!" Wan Xiang said bitterly.
People with money are stupid, this saying makes sense.
Zhou Xiaoze was secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface he asked calmly: "Wanxiang, right? If I'm not wrong, ever since you got this black tumor, the feeling of dull distension and pain under your abdomen has been...
It never stopped, right?"
Wan Xiang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, I was almost tortured to death because of this disease!"
"Wan Xiang, you are almost tortured to death. It is really rare that you can come here to kill me today. I am really touched!" Zhou Xiaoze said casually.
"Zhou Xiaoze, I'm so sorry. It's my fault. I apologize to you!" Wan Xiang had already seen that only Zhou Xiaoze could cure his disease.
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard.
This slap was really hard, and the crisp sound resounded throughout the entire restaurant. The facial muscles of those present all twitched violently.
Zhou Xiaoze was also speechless. What a man, he was so decisive in attacking himself!
"Okay, this is the healing liquid I prepared. You can drink a bottle first to relieve the pain!"
Zhou Xiaoze took a few bottles of healing spirit liquid from his body, and when he was about to hand it to Wan Xiang, he couldn't help but said as if he had a toothache, "Oh, Wan Xiang, I have searched all over the world for this medicine, and I finally found it."
It’s made from the treasures found in heaven and earth, and it’s very expensive!”
"Zhou Xiaoze, don't worry, I'm not short of money!"