Wanted to be a miracle doctor and became a defendant, so he decisively changed his career to become

Sent to a mental hospital.

Inside the luxurious VIP psychiatric ward.

An Xuan was in a good mood.

Because after being 'treated' by Song Bing, he clearly felt various unique reactions coming from his originally unconscious body.

Although the treatment was still fresh in his memory, he did not know how many times he had gone through hell.

But it was exciting to think that he might be back on his feet soon.

I have fantasized about the beautiful life after recovery countless times.

"Master, it's time to wipe your body."

At this time, the maid Jiu'er brought a basin of water, undressed An Xuan and wiped his body as usual.

"Have those micro cameras been installed?" An Xuan asked in a low voice.

"Ah."

Jiu'er nodded and went to take off An Xuan's shoes.

However, the moment I took off my shoes, the smell of stinky tofu and feet pickled for countless years immediately hit my nostrils.

It's like a biochemical weapon, with an extremely stinky smell.

"Hey~"

Jiu'er, who had her head lowered, had her pupils narrowed slightly and was caught off guard.

He was immediately dizzy from the smoke and started to retching.

An Xuan, who had lost his sense of smell and taste, frowned slightly when he saw this scene and said displeased: "What do you mean? You think I smell bad?"

"No, Master, it doesn't stink at all, I just... ugh~"

Seeing that An Xuan was angry, Jiu'er looked flustered and quickly opened her mouth to explain, but a wave of poisonous energy took the opportunity to attack again.

I threw up on the spot.

Those who stayed there rushed out of the ward.

At this moment, the entire ward had already been infected by An Xuan's athlete's foot.

"you…"

An Xuan was confused when he saw that the bonsai flower next to him had closed and withered visibly to the naked eye.

At the same time, he also felt dizzy and nauseated for the first time.

The eyes were also stung, indicating the pungent smell in the air.

Although there is no sense of smell or taste, the stench is no longer something ordinary people can bear.

Just like poisonous gas, even if you lose your sense of taste and smell, the poisoning will not be affected.

"Hey~"

The body's reaction made An Xuan vomit on the spot.

Finally I understood Jiu'er's reaction just now.

"Master, don't breathe, it's poisonous."

At this time, Jiu'er turned back again, but she had already put on a mask.

He endured the discomfort and put on a mask for An Xuan.

And re-seal the culprit's feet.

No wonder she always felt that An Xuan always smelled bad these days.

I thought it was because I hadn't showered for too long and I had body odor.

Now it seems that it is not because of body odor, right?

"Quick,...go and ask for Divine Doctor Song."

An Xuan felt dizzy and hurriedly spoke weakly.

I also have serious suspicion that my body is rotten and smelly.

"Okay, Master, hold on, hey~"

Jiu'er didn't want to stay any longer, so Ma Liu rushed out of the ward and went to find Song Bing.

……

As soon as Song Bing finished dealing with the unscrupulous reporters who came to seek the truth, he received the good news about Jiu'er.

Immediately his eyes shone, he quickly looked at Ai Xiaoshou and Zhang Tiezhu and said: "Zhuzi, Xiaoshou, it's lunch time, you hurry up and prepare lunch for those keyboard warriors and unscrupulous reporters.

Remember, prepare good food and plenty of food, don’t let them go hungry, you know? "

The two were stunned, obviously not expecting Song Bing to be so kind.

"Master, you are so kind! Those guys have treated you like this, and you still care about their food and drink."

Ai Xiaoshou said with some anger.

"Go quickly! I will come to comfort them in person later.

Influence them with love. "

Song Bing didn't explain anything, smiled and pinched Ai Xiaoshou's little face.

Then he turned to look at Jiu'er who had come to report, and said solemnly: "It's probably a side effect. Take me to have a look."

Judging from the other party's miserable and pale face, the disease was very successful.

Before leaving, Song Bing naturally did not forget to take a gas mask from a special soldier...

"Doctor Song, please save me. It stinks. My body seems to stink. You must save me. I don't want to die. Ugh~"

As soon as he saw Song Bing, An Xuan, who was lying on the bed dying, seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and immediately struggled and called for help excitedly.

"Don't worry, you won't die as long as I'm here."

Song Bing, who was wearing a gas mask, assured him confidently and took the other person's pulse at the same time.

It was determined that the secondary disease that originally belonged to Luo Xinyu had been successfully sent to An Xuan.

But without Luo Xinyu's physique, An Xuan's respiratory tract is now infected with athlete's foot.

"Thank you, Doctor Song, but I still feel pain in my chest and difficulty breathing." An Xuan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

"It's okay, I'll just give you two injections and you'll be fine."

Song Bing smiled.

"Ah~"

When An Xuan heard that he was about to be stabbed with needles again, An Xuan's pupils shrank like a conditioned reflex.

He quickly begged for mercy: "Song...Miracle Doctor Song, can you stop the acupuncture and change the treatment plan?

I...I'm afraid of pain! "

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt this time." Song Bing showed a harmless smile.

"Really?"

"real."

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Tens of minutes later.

Song Bing cured all the fungal infections in the other party's lungs.

This eliminated the other party's nausea.

Then, Song Bing solemnly said: "Master An, after my hard work during this period of treatment, your disease is really not simple.

If you want to be cured properly, you can only be cured by injecting needles like this every day for ninety-nine, eighty-one years. "

"Ah? Nine-nine-eighty-one years?"

An Xuan, who had just returned from hell, rolled his eyes when he heard these words and almost died of fright on the spot.

It takes ninety-nine and eighty-one years to recover?

Who can stand this?

But soon, An Xuan thought of a possibility, and immediately looked ferociously and said angrily, "Song Bing, you must have done it on purpose. Don't think I don't know. You have treated people who are more paralyzed than me.

Are you obviously teasing me?

How can you be so vicious? "

Surprise flashed in Song Bing's eyes.

Did this guy actually see it?

But he still explained calmly: "Master An, you don't have to be angry, everything I said is true.

Your illness is really serious.

However, what I just talked about was just regular conservative treatment.

There is also a folk remedy that can guarantee you complete recovery within a month. "

"What recipe?"

An Xuan's anger that was about to explode was easily extinguished by Song Bing.

“There is an ancient method in Chinese medicine called graft transfer.

Your illness is caused by inhaling too much hostile air...

If you want to eliminate it formally, you have to endure the corresponding pain.

In addition, you can also let others absorb and bear the pain for you.

This way you won't have to suffer so much.

When all the anger is absorbed, your paralysis will naturally be cured..."

Song Bing used some concepts of traditional Chinese medicine to make up a reason to deceive him.

He also quietly revealed that there happened to be a batch of mental patients in the mental hospital.

Sure enough, An Xuan was stunned for a while, but still asked: "Are you sure this can guarantee my recovery within a month?"

"Of course, I swear by medical ethics."

Song Bing assured himself, and then pretended not to bear it and said: "But your anger is a bit strong. Those who want to absorb your anger may be in danger of their lives. I'm afraid..."

"Don't worry, Divine Doctor Song. I have the final say on this matter. Besides, he's just a lunatic, so what's the big deal if he dies?"

An Xuan said immediately.

"Okay, Master An's words put me at ease. It's better to choose the day than to hit it. Let's set off now!

Then just disguise yourself as a mental patient and imprison you with them. "

The trick was successful, Song Bing smiled with satisfaction.

Then he turned to look at the maid who was hiding outside the door and didn't dare to come in.

The latter's pupils shrank slightly and even his cerebellum shrank.

Because she just heard the treatment plan from Song Bing.

I was lucky enough to smell Anxuan's foot odor for a few seconds.

Only she knows how terrible it is.

……