"I know how to do it."

"Great beauty, do you want me to save a fruit or a fruit tree?" Ning Caichen said with a smile.

"It's a man, a fool, aren't you allowed others to call the name of Chinese medicine?" Guo Jingjing said coquettishly.

The Gulf War was a thing of twenty years ago.

The soldier king who was popular all over the Middle East was already in his fifties at this moment, but now he looks like he is in his seventies or eighties, with wrinkles on his face and a dead face, and he looks like a dying person.

A generation of soldiers now lives in the bullpen.

Sitting cross-legged on the straw.

The legs and one hand are dark and exudes a nauseous odor, the skin is rotten, and the muscles are necrotic. Only one hand can move normally.

A ball of steam appeared behind her back and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

The Luohan Fruit exercise suppressed the injuries on his body, and he looked painful.

Wow!

Luohanguo spit out a mouthful of blood and murmured to himself: "You can live for up to one month. I am not willing to do so. Wind will be bad, you will win."

Despair and unwillingness appeared in Luohanguo's eyes, but no matter how much resentment a person is about to die, it will disappear with death.

The light at the door was blocked, and two young people appeared, one man and the other woman, the woman looked stunning and noble and elegant. The man seemed to be a little white-faced, with a simple and honest temperament. No matter how you look, they were all very ordinary country boys.

"Who are you?" Luo Hanguo asked in surprise.

"Senior Luo, I will invite a doctor to treat you today." Guo Jingjing looked at Luo Hanguo with respect.

"Master, it's you. Don't worry, thank you for your concern. I know my illness myself and there is no cure." Luo Hanguo said sighing.

"The doctor I brought is the most famous miracle doctor in Tianfu County. It can definitely cure your disease." Guo Jingjing said.

"Is this the doctor you brought to you? Is he a doctor at Harvard University?" Luo Hanguo glanced at Ning Caichen casually.

"I am a Chinese medicine doctor, not a returnee." Ning Caichen said.

"If it is Western medicine, it can relieve my pain and it is absolutely impossible to treat it well. If it is Chinese medicine, you are so young, what experience will you have?" Luo Hanguo said with a wry smile.

Traditional Chinese medicine becomes more and more popular as it gets older. This is well known to Chinese people. In the eyes of everyone, young people in their twenties are still apprentices.

"Do you underestimate my medical skills?" Ning Caichen said unhappily.

"If the milk smell is not dry, what disease will be cured? Wherever it goes." Luo Hanguo didn't believe in Ning Caichen at all, and believed that Ning Caichen was pursuing Guo Jingjing and bragging. He didn't want to be a guinea pig, and his health was getting worse and worse, and he could not withstand the tossing of inexperienced young people.

Luo Hanguo looked down on Ning Caichen, which made Ning Caichen very unhappy. After all, the doctor who has always been respected by everyone is indeed very angry when he is underestimated like this.

"Your left leg broke when you were eight years old, and you didn't have time to treat it, leaving hidden dangers. It was nothing, but twenty years ago, when you were thirty-two years old, you were hit by Yinfeng Palm, which caused a secret disease in your left leg, resulting in poor health, necrosis of both legs, and corroded by Yinfeng Palm, which also led to muscle necrosis. Now Yinfeng invades the heart meridian and can live for up to one month." Ning Caichen said calmly.

"How did you know?" Luo Hanguo looked at Ning Caichen in horror. He only knew these diseases, but no one knew them.
Chapter completed!