City: Rage against the goddess at the beginning

In the end, the old doctor relied on his superb skills to diagnose Lin Fan.

Lin Fan was prescribed several boxes of digestive medicine.

After the old doctor diagnosed Lin Fan, he threw away his white coat and went out.

Maybe he went to the toilet, or maybe he got off work. Lin Fan didn't know the specific situation.

Lin Fan didn't care, but his eyes lit up when he saw the man in the white coat.

This is a good thing.

Lin Fan put on his white coat and reading glasses and instantly became a gentle doctor.

Looking at his handsome self in front of the mirror, Lin Fan also admired him.

Sure enough, handsome people look handsome no matter what they wear.

The saying that people want fine decorations and Buddhas want gold decorations does not hold true here.

At this moment.

A middle-aged man with a green dragon on his left and a white tiger on his right walked in. He frowned as soon as he came in and pointed at Lin Fan impatiently:"Come here quickly and show me my stomach. My stomach hurts so much!""

Originally Lin Fan was about to say that he was not a doctor here, but when he heard the unfriendly tone of this strong man, he immediately shut up.

"Come and lie down here!"Lin Fan also pointed to the operating table where he had been lying before.

The middle-aged man also lay down on that bed honestly.

"Do you have a stomachache? Lin Fan asked

"Nonsense, if I don’t have a stomachache, would I need to come to your gastroenterology department?"The middle-aged burly man scolded Lin Fan.

Lin Fan, who was scolded by the middle-aged burly man, also smiled and was not angry.

He had a good temper and would not quarrel back.

Lin Fan took out a small Hammer, he looked at the middle-aged man with a smile:"It might hurt a little later, you have to bear it."

"Can you fucking talk nonsense? My stomach is hurting so much. You should treat it quickly. Don’t give it to me, my mother-in-law!"

Hearing Lin Fan's mother-in-law's words, the middle-aged man also looked impatient.

"Then here I come!"

After Lin Fan said the last words to the middle-aged man, he jumped up high and hit the middle-aged man in the stomach with a hammer.

"Damn it!"

The middle-aged strong man cried for his father and mother on the spot. He couldn't say a word. He felt that his stomach was about to explode.

"Are you going to beat me to death by hitting me in the stomach with a hammer?"The middle-aged man looked up and saw Lin Fan holding a hammer.

He was stunned. Could it be that his stomach suddenly hurt so much just now because someone was hitting him with a hammer?

"The confusion from tool man Kun Kuncai is worth 700!"

When he thought of this, he instantly became angry.

Lin Fan frowned and said with a serious face:"I am helping you find the root cause of the disease. According to the Compendium of Materia Medica and Bian Que's Thirty Principles, abdominal Qi is also nourished. If you have abdominal pain, Yiruo is a natural disaster, which means that people with stomachaches are likely to have gas in their stomachs, and a heavy tap will suffice."

Seeing Lin Fan's serious face and the fact that he directly quoted the Ancient Compendium of Materia Medica and Bian Que's Thirty Principles, the middle-aged man was a little convinced.

He pointed at his belly and said in a deep voice:"Then why is my belly still there? It hurts? Didn’t you just say that it would be fine if you just tap it? Lin

Fan also said with a serious face:"When did I tell you that it would be cured by just tapping?" The middle-aged man glared at Lin Fan and shouted:"What did you say about Compendium of Materia Medica and Bian Que's Thirty Chapters? You said that I have gas in my stomach and you just need to give it a heavy tap and it will be cured?" Are you kidding me? Lin

Fan rolled his eyes and smiled:"I said this, but I didn't say just knock it once. You have a lot of air in your stomach, so one knock is not enough. You need to knock it a few more times.""

After saying that, he did not wait for the middle-aged man's consent, jumped up high, and struck another wave of thunder.

The small mallet hit the middle-aged man's stomach again.

"Damn it!"

"My stomach drops!"

The middle-aged man let out another scream.

The hammer he had just hammered out almost all the egg pancakes he had eaten for breakfast.

Before he could take a breath, he saw the devil next to him rise again. He jumped up and another wave of gods came down, hitting him four times in the stomach.

After four times, he was dying and lay motionless on the operating table.

"Hey, are you trying too hard? Hammer passed out?"

Seeing the motionless middle-aged man on the operating table, Lin Fan also clicked his tongue.

"Are you really going to kill me?"

The middle-aged strong man looked at Lin Fan dying, with a clouded look on his face.

When he came in just now, his stomach just hurt a little, but now it feels like it exploded.

He didn't dare to say anything, because Every time he spoke, he would feel a sharp pain in his lungs and stomach.

Lin Fan also said with a serious face, touched the middle-aged man's stomach with his hand, and then asked:"How do you feel in your stomach now? Tell me clearly all your feelings so that I can prescribe the right medicine. Your condition is very serious!"

Hearing what he said, the middle-aged strong man also panicked, and instantly became honest:"My stomach hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts like crazy!"

"Your symptoms mean that you are terminally ill. Let your family prepare for the funeral! Or if you don’t agree with what I said, just go to another hospital."

Lin Fan glanced at the middle-aged man and sighed heavily.

When he heard what he said, the middle-aged man was frightened to pee.

The middle-aged man begged:"Little brother, little brother, please Please help me!"

Everyone cherishes their lives, and so does the current middle-aged man. He originally thought that his illness was just a minor illness, so he dared to be so arrogant. But now that he heard that his illness was so serious, he instantly became scared.

"I have good news and bad news for you now. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Lin Fan looked at the middle-aged fat man with a serious face.

"Let’s start with the bad news!"The middle-aged man also swallowed his saliva.

"The bad news is that I can't save you from this disease. No one can save you even if you go to Zhonghai or abroad. You should prepare for your funeral honestly! Lin Fan said in a low voice.

"What about the good news?"

The middle-aged man looked at Lin Fan with eager eyes.

Lin Fan leaned over and whispered:"The good news is that the patient in the next bed is interested in your pair of slippers and wants to buy your slippers!"

Middle-aged strong man:"......"

"The confusion from a middle-aged man is worth 1666!" puff!

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The middle-aged man fainted immediately.