village doctor

"Okay, let's test you and see what kind of abilities the medical saints have, whether they are not worthy of the name, and they are trying to gain fame."

At this time, a young man with curly hair took the lead in attacking Wang Dachun.

Wang Dachun chuckled, "It's not up to you to be famous or not, but to the common people!"

He sneered in his heart, this person came to find fault at first glance, it was hard to say whether he was a reporter or not.

The curly-haired reporter sneered and said, "That depends on whether you have the ability to be worthy of the title of medical saint!"

Ni Bin dissatisfied: "Which reporter are you? Whether Mr. Wang Dachun can be a medical saint is not up to you as a layman!"

The curly-haired young man choked, paused and said, "As a medical sage, you must have some special methods, otherwise, how can you be convincing?"

Wang Dachun didn't speak, and waited quietly for the next sentence, he knew that this person would definitely make things difficult for him.

He just wanted him to make things difficult for him, so that he could show off his skills to frighten Xiaoxiao.

The curly-haired reporter really spoke up, "You said you are a medical saint, so you must be able to see my physical problems, right?"

Wang Dachun nodded, "Come closer."

The curly-haired reporter was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

Wang Dachun said with a smile: "Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing and asking. How will I see if you don't get close."

The curly-haired youth came over, he sneered secretly in his heart, he didn't believe that Wang Dachun could see anything wrong.

Because there is nothing wrong with him at all, and he is very healthy, even if he goes to the hospital for an examination, it is impossible to find out what is wrong.

He wanted to see how Wang Dachun, a medical sage, made a diagnosis.

The curly-haired youth looked at Wang Dachun with a half-smile, "How about a doctor, do you see what's wrong with me?"

The other reporters were also watching happily from the sidelines, and they wanted to see what the medical sage could do.

Wang Dachun said indifferently: "Of course, if I can't even see this defect, wouldn't it be a waste of the word "medical saint."

The curly-haired young man laughed loudly, "Boy, you can really pretend. I just went to the hospital for a physical examination the day before yesterday, and all the indicators were normal. You actually said that I am sick, this is too fake!"

Wang Dachun nodded, "You are really sick, you have stomach problems, and you will have diarrhea at any time, I suggest you go to the bathroom as soon as possible, so as not to make a fool of yourself!"

The curly-haired reporter directly smiled and bent over, "Look, this is the so-called medical sage, who is talking nonsense and running the train. How can such a person be a medical sage? It's a joke in the world!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the reporters at the scene burst into laughter, watching Wang Dachun as if they were watching a joke.

Doctor?I think Laughing Saint is about the same.

Ni Bin and the others looked ugly. They didn't expect such an embarrassing thing to happen, so it was embarrassing.

Losing face for Wang Dachun is tantamount to losing face for them.

At this time, the curly-haired reporter was even more proud, and looked at Wang Dachun with a sarcasm and said sarcastically: "You said I was going to have diarrhea, but I didn't, and I won't have it all day, I'm so mad at you!"

As soon as the curly-haired young man finished speaking, his stomach suddenly grunted, and his expression changed because of a strong urge to defecate.

This sense of convenience is simply unprecedented!

It was as if ten thousand mud horses were galloping in his stomach, constantly impacting his sphincter.

As if to say, "I want to come out! Let me out!"

Curly-haired youth: Sphincter, hold on to me!Be sure to hold on!

Sphincter: I really can't stand it, wow, there are ten thousand mud horses ahead!

Curly-haired youth: Then you have to stand up to me, or I will blow you up every day in the future!

Sphincter: "..."

God fuck me every day!

come!We hurt each other!

Look who was injured in the end?

Wang Dachun watched the curly-haired young man's face constantly changing, even the sweat dripped from his forehead, he couldn't help laughing and said: "I said earlier that you have a stomach problem, if you don't go to the bathroom quickly, you will make a fool of yourself if you stay any longer!"

"Hmph, nonsense, why do I have stomach problems, I'm fine!"

The curly-haired youth blushed, but he pretended to be calm and kept twisting his body.

But he firmly believed that he would be able to hold back, and it was not like he had never held back before.

But this time seems to be a little different, the sphincter sent out the final warning: master, there are ten thousand grass mud horses, I can't do it, I'm going to open the gate to release the flood!

Curly-haired youth: Just hold on, I'll find a bathroom right away!

Sphincter: late!It's too late to say anything now!

puff!

With a loud noise, the curly-haired youth jumped up more than a foot by the strong recoil.

Then there was a stench, and the curly-haired reporter's body collapsed straight, and the expression on his face was as rich as he wanted.

He knew that he was famous now, so many reporters broadcast live!

"My Nima..."

Everyone was almost fainted by the smoke, and each of them quickly dodged back like a plague god.

Wang Dachun looked at the curly-haired reporter with a half-smile, "I reminded you that you have a stomach problem and need to go to the bathroom, but you don't believe me, you're making a fool of yourself!"

Before that, he quietly blasted a stream of Witch Gu Qi into the body of the curly-haired reporter.

For enemies, Wang Dachun has never been merciful, saints sometimes use some means to punish Xiaoxiao, inner saints and outer kings, saints cultivate their hearts, kings are means.

If a saint does not have the means of a king, he is not a true saint.

"you you you……"

The curly-haired reporter was so enraged and overwhelmed with shame and indignation that he rolled his eyes and passed out.

Wang Dachun stepped forward and pinched the curly-haired young man twice. When the curly-haired young man woke up and saw Wang Dachun's half-smile expression, he was so angry that he twitched again with a "Karma".

In this case, it is definitely better to be in a coma than to wake up.

He really can't afford to lose that man!

The guy must have woken himself up on purpose.

Soon, the curly-haired reporter was carried down.

After this trouble, this guy's job must be lost, and he will be completely reduced to a laughing stock in the circle in the future.

Now everyone looked at Wang Dachun's eyes slightly changed, and became cautious.

The curly-haired reporter is fine, why did he suddenly have diarrhea? This matter is probably related to this medical sage.

This guy still seems to have two brushes.

It seems that no one should offend a saint, especially a medical saint.

At this time, a beautiful girl stood up and asked, "Mr. Medical Sage, I am Lin Piaopiao, a reporter from the entertainment media. We really didn't expect you to be so young. So how did you become a Medical Sage in such a short period of time?" Woolen cloth?"

Everyone nodded, this is the question everyone wants to ask the most.

Wang Dachun didn't expect that there was such a beautiful reporter in the reporter group, even compared with Shen Yuting, he couldn't help but asked with a smile:

"May I ask how Miss Lin Piaopiao managed to grow so beautifully in such a short period of time!"

What Wang Dachun didn't know was that Lin Piaopiao was one of the four beauties in Kyoto who were as famous as Bai Xue, Nangong Baihe, and Shen Yuting.