Terminal illness!
This is a word that makes people feel despair when they hear it.
Terminal illness does not mean that you will definitely die, but it means that even if you can survive, you will have to suffer a lot, and the chance is still very low.
Mingliang couldn't believe that he actually had a terminal illness.
He was only in his forties, and he didn't even get married because he was enjoying this fancy world. If he got a terminal illness, wouldn't his life be over?
"Tell me, what terminal disease do I have?" Mingliang tried hard to control his emotions.
I don't know why, but the guy from Lianhai City in front of me took control of the situation with just a few words, completely preventing him from having an attack.
"Don't be excited, don't be excited. You should know that being too excited is not a good thing for you." Lu Fan said with a smile. "But you're pretty much done anyway, it doesn't matter if you're excited or not."
Got it right again!
The corners of Mingliang's mouth twitched a little. He was a little excited now, and his ribs seemed to be starting to hurt again.
"The ribs will hurt. It's probably a sports strain or a rib injury. I don't think Brother Ming's condition is serious. It's better to go to the hospital." At this time, one of Mingliang's younger brothers suddenly spoke.
Judging from his position, you can tell that he is somewhat unnumbered among the bright younger brothers. He is not a very important younger brother, but he has an identity.
He is Bai Xiaoming, the only son of the famous Chinese medicine doctor Bai Shenyi in Beijiang Province.
Bai Xiaoming is now in his thirties. He did not inherit his father's medical skills. Instead, relying on the connections and wealth accumulated by his father's many years of medical practice, he hangs out with a group of upper-class buddies to eat, drink and have fun every day.
Doctor Bai had a son of old age. He didn't have him until he was forty years old. Now that he is over seventy, he can't control him and can only let him go.
Although Bai Xiaoming is uneducated and has no skills, he comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine and has been exposed to many things since childhood, so he still knows a lot of things.
Especially today, he felt that if Mingliang really had a physical problem, it would be an opportunity for him.
As long as the old man at home takes a look at Mingliang, isn't this small problem easily solved?
By then, his status in Mingliang's circle will definitely improve a lot.
"Yes, yes, we all forgot about Brother Bai!"
"Brother Bai's father is a miracle doctor. Brother Ming is sick, so it's safest to see him!"
"I think this guy is just a swindler, and he just got fooled!"
Perhaps because they felt that they had the backing of Doctor Bai, Mingliang's group of brothers became bold again, and they all started to help and come up with ideas.
"If Brother Ming wants to see my dad for medical treatment, that's no problem." Bai Xiaoming said proudly. It was the first time he felt that he was so important in the circle.
"Shut up, everyone! Who allowed you to speak?" Mingliang suddenly shouted again, his face twitching as he screamed, obviously in great pain.
In his eyes, that bullshit white doctor is just an average quack doctor, and his lies are quite high.
Apart from anything else, when he first discovered this problem, he went to Dr. Bai.
Of course, Mingliang did not describe his condition in detail. He just wanted Doctor Bai to help him see how he was doing and whether there was anything wrong with him.
As a result, Doctor Bai studied for a long time and found a lot of problems, but they were not related to the pain in the ribs at all.
From then on, the level of the miracle doctor Liangliang was not very high.
He has also been to several top major hospitals in the country for examinations, but no results were found.
That's why today, when Lu Fan exposed his problem, Mingliang was so shocked.
"Yes, I also agree that you should go to the hospital for a checkup as soon as possible, or find that miracle doctor." Lu Fan interjected, "If they are high enough, they might be able to see what's wrong with you."
Others may not understand what he means, but Mingliang does.
This kid is saying that if the level is not high enough, you won't even be able to see what's wrong with him.
This also means that the big hospitals or Baishen Doctor he visited before were not of high enough standards! At least not as Lu Fangao!
It sounds incredible, but Mingliang can't help but believe it.
"Mr. Lu, let's not talk about whether to find another doctor. You see that there is something wrong with my body, but you don't want to tell me what it is? People say that doctors have good hands and benevolent hearts. What you do is not benevolent. Heart!"
Lu Fan couldn't help but feel funny. At this time, you want to talk to me about benevolence?
However, he was determined to find something for this guy to do, so that he would not continue to cause trouble to him.
"It's not difficult to tell you what disease you have, but you may not believe me."
"As long as what you say makes sense and is consistent with my situation, of course I will believe it!" Mingliang said firmly.
However, his belief is also conditional. It must be reasonable and consistent with his situation.
"Okay, if that's the case, let me say one more thing." Lu Fan pointed out, "There is a mole on your back, do you know?"
Mingliang shook his head. How could he know about the mole on the back of his heart?
"Take off your shirt now and let your friend show you." Lu Fan commanded.
Without thinking much, Mingliang took off his shirt and exposed his back to his younger brothers.
"Huh? There really is a mole."
"I have known Brother Ming for so long, and this is the first time I know that Brother Ming has a mole on his back."
"How did this kid know..."
The younger brothers gathered around and immediately spotted the mole.
Most of them grew up with Mingliang, but even they didn't notice that there was a mole on Mingliang's heart, but Lu Fan said it right away.
Is this guy a doctor or a magician?
Mingliang and the others became even more confused.
"So what if I have a mole?" Mingliang asked in a muffled voice.
"Anyone of you can help him hold down the mole, and then take a deep breath and see how long you can hold it." The first half of the sentence was said by Lu Fan to Mingliang's younger brother, and the second half was directly addressed to Mingliang. Said.
But no one dares to do this kind of thing. Who knows what the consequences will be if you press it?
Bai Xiaoming, who came from a medical family, was bolder and pressed the mole on Mingliang's back.
Mingliang began to inhale hard. As soon as he inhaled, the pain in his ribs that he had imagined did not appear, but his heart began to hurt as if he had been stabbed by a needle.
"Ouch, ouch!" Mingliang shouted. He had never experienced such pain in his life. At that moment, he felt that he was almost dead. "Three seconds, not bad. It can definitely last for half a year." Lu Fan nodded.
