President Bingshan's personal doctor

Terminally ill?

As soon as Su Han's words were uttered, the entire venue became quieter, and even the sound of breathing stopped.

Then Zhao Ming seemed to have heard some joke, and said disdainfully: "Terminally ill? You say I have terminally ill? Are you kidding me!"

This seemed to be cursing him, which made Zhao Ming very unhappy. He glanced at Su Han, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then turned to look at Mr. Xu, expressing his embarrassment on purpose: "Mr. Experts, casually say that I have a terminal illness, hmph, just open your mouth!"

Without any examination, without any diagnosis, he dared to say that he was terminally ill. Does this kid really think he is a miracle doctor?

Even the other experts around couldn't help laughing.

Not to mention the examination of various medical equipment in the field of western medicine, but also in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, which also pays attention to seeing, hearing and asking. Could it be that Su Han, just by looking at Zhao Ming, can tell that he has a terminal illness?

There is such a capable person, I am afraid they have not been born yet!

Originally, there were still some people who knew Mr. Xu's personality and knew that he would not engage in nepotism, so they casually brought this kind of brat to the meeting. Now it seems that what Zhao Ming said was right. Ignorant children who don't understand.

Old Xu's face was extremely ugly, but he knew that if Su Han said that Zhao Ming was sick, then he must be sick. Since he wanted to die by himself, who could be blamed?

Su Han also shook his head, with a look of regret: "It's a pity, at such a young age, it is considered a level to be rated as an expert and scholar, but it is really a pity to die young."

Seeing that Zhao Ming didn't believe it, Su Han didn't want to talk too much. If you talk too much about this kind of thing, people will think you cursed him.

Su Han sat down and didn't want to pay any more attention to Zhao Ming. He came to attend the conference and exchange the latest medical skills with these experts and scholars. There is no need to waste so much time on a person who thinks he is noble.

But how could Zhao Ming bear it?

How could he swallow being insulted by a hairless kid, and even saying that he was terminally ill.

"Mr. Xu, I didn't offend you, but if there is no one in your Joe's Hospital, you don't have to attend this meeting!" Zhao Ming shouted loudly, "How many people want to come, why waste a spot on a kid who doesn't know anything!"

The people around also nodded secretly, thinking that what Zhao Ming said made sense. Wouldn't it be unfair that a young college student, who might even have just graduated, took up a spot?

Of course, Su Han was invited by Mr. Xu, and the others didn't dare to say anything, but dissatisfaction was written on their faces.

Xu Lao's face was ugly, and he was even more angry.

He didn't speak, Su Han stood up again, this time, there was a trace of anger on Su Han's face!

He knew that Mr. Xu really respected medicine, and a person who advocated medicine would never be nepotistic. He could come by himself, and that was entirely due to his own strength!

Get involved?Could it be that he is so like a person who can only rely on connections to qualify for this conference?

Others can insult themselves, but they can't insult people like Mr. Xu who really work hard to contribute to the development of medicine!

Su Han stared at Zhao Ming with a cold face, and snorted coldly: "Doctor Zhao, do you often feel a little sore in your armpit recently, but you can't find the real pain point even if you have done an internal and surgical examination? Didn't find any problems at all?"

Zhao Ming was stunned for a moment, looked at Su Han with some surprise, and was startled in his heart: "How could he know?!"

"Do you feel tired easily recently, even if you sleep for a full twelve hours a night, you still feel weak when you wake up the next morning?"

On Zhao Ming's face, the expression of shock was even more obvious. He scratched with his hands, and a trace of cold sweat broke out!

"Did your appetite become particularly good recently, and your food intake is at least twice that of the past? Do you feel hungry no matter how much you eat, and never feel full?" Su Han said in a clear voice, "Are you, even The recent intercourse has been unsatisfactory, and it is even very difficult to walk in the human way?"

"Snapped--!"

The tea cup that Zhao Ming had just picked up fell to the ground in an instant!

His face was pale, and he stared blankly at Su Han, his eyes were full of disbelief, more of it...fear!

Because what Su Han said, he has a deep feeling for every sentence, but he has checked it, no matter it is a routine blood test, a surgical examination, or even an old Chinese doctor to check the pulse, there is no problem. This is just because of the recent work pressure. Big, are you tired?

"You, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zhao was obviously flustered, his face flushed, Su Han could even tell that there was something wrong with his own intercourse?

Su Han snorted and shook his head: "I'm talking nonsense? Then you feel the three inches below your heart, is there a hard lump, squeeze it hard, will it hurt?"

Zhao Ming's head was already covered with cold sweat, his heart beat faster, and he became extremely nervous.

The people around also looked at him, seeing his reaction, everyone was shocked, did Su Han guess everything right?This Zhao Ming is really terminally ill!

How is this possible?

Su Han just glanced at Zhao Ming, how could he have such miraculous medical skills?

Even the experts who came from other places looked curiously at Su Han and Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming's Adam's apple twitched, and his heart became more and more flustered. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched the position Su Han had mentioned. Suddenly, his eyes went dark, and a sharp pain hit his heart!

"Ah!" He screamed, his body trembling in pain, he almost lost his footing and fell down.

At this moment, he just knew that what Su Han said was true!

I... really got terminally ill!

Zhao Ming panicked, he was terrified, he was terrified, he actually...had a terminal illness?How can this be!

But these feelings are very obvious recently, but no matter how I check, there is no problem, how can I have a terminal illness?

He looked at Su Han, with a trace of fear in his eyes, moved his lips, and murmured: "I, I really have a terminal illness?"

"Terminal illness, advanced stage." Su Han said lightly.

With a snap, Zhao Ming slumped on the ground, his eyes staring straight.

Up to now, he has been able to confirm that Su Han did not lie to him, and that he is really terminally ill. When he heard the word "late stage", his internal organs were even more ripped apart, and his face was full of despair.

The faces of the people around were also shocked. Su Han was able to see Zhao Ming's terminal illness just by relying on "look"?

At the same time, they felt sorry for Zhao Ming. Seeing Zhao Ming's appearance, they knew that Su Han was right, he was a real master!

With such ability, no wonder even Mr. Xu was so polite and invited him to the meeting. They even underestimated Su Han, saying that he came here by relationship. Offended such a real expert.

The atmosphere in the meeting room instantly became serious. Zhao Ming was diagnosed with a terminal illness by Su Han, which made others feel sorry. Zhao Ming himself was even more desperate, terminally ill...

His life is gone.

"Although it's an advanced stage, I can cure it." After a pause, Su Han continued.

Zhao Ming raised his head abruptly, a light flashed in his eyes, as if in the desert, a person who was about to die of thirst saw an oasis again.