School belle, be more reserved, I can’t pretend anymore.

Qin Changshou also noticed Duan Lang's puzzled expression, and smiled slightly, saying: "You don't have to guess, you still smell of vegetable leaves on your body, be sure to wash it off before coming out next time."

When Duanlang heard this, his expression became even more ugly. He didn't expect that the other party could tell it through the smell.

Could it be that this guy's special ability is his keen sense of smell?

No wonder Miss Zhang sent people there several times, but they were all solved easily!

He thought Qin Changshou must have made preparations in advance!

At this time, Zhang Junbao, who was sitting next to him, also noticed something was wrong and immediately asked: "How is it, Divine Doctor Qin?"

"It will take a while. Mr. Duan's pulse is more complicated and he doesn't look like an ordinary person!"

Qin Changshou said casually, and then increased his strength in his arms.

Suddenly, a huge force came from Duan Lang's hand, and his face became extremely ugly, turning into the color of pig liver.

"What's going on?" Zhang Junbao is not stupid. He obviously feels that he is dying and is just trying to hold on.

"I have a clear understanding of Mr. Duan's illness. Although the problem is not as serious as imagined, if it continues to develop, I am afraid it will kill someone!"

At this time, Qin Changshou also frowned, looking a little embarrassed.

"What should we do? What medicine is needed?" Zhang Junbao continued to ask. He had always been reassured about the strength of his personal bodyguard.

Although I have the habit of smoking and drinking in Duanlang, this is not a strange thing for a normal man.

If Duanlang had any disease, hemorrhoids would be the only one that could be mentioned.

Moreover, for a bodyguard with a high status and heavy responsibilities like Duanlang, Zhang Junbao would ask him to go to the hospital for a physical examination every month and always pay attention to various indicators in his body.

Now, Qin Changshou said that Duanlang had a physical problem, which was obviously bluffing.

When Qin Changshou saw Zhang Junbao staring at him, he sighed and said, "Mr. Zhang, don't be too impatient. I am sure that I can cure the problem like Mr. Duan's problem!"

"I hope so!"

Zhang Junbao saw that Duanlang's face was getting more and more ugly, and now he almost looked like a father-in-law. He was a little confused about the situation, but there was some unkindness in his tone.

At this time, Qin Changshou did not pay attention, but let go slightly.

At this moment, Duan Lang felt relieved, and the expression on his face improved a lot.

However, Qin Changshou came over and asked, "Do you have a bad gastrointestinal problem? You should stay up late to practice often and have irregular diet, right?"

"Yes, yes!" Duan Lang responded repeatedly. Monks like them do have irregular diets and only eat when they feel hungry.

And he had no chance to refuse now. He had to cooperate with Qin Changshou, otherwise he would never want his arm again.

"You still have low blood sugar!" Qin Changshou said casually.

"That's right, that's right!" Duan Lang continued to nod in response.

"Hey, these are actually just minor problems. In fact, Young Master Duan has another big problem. I wonder if I should say it now?"

After Qin Changshou finished speaking, he deliberately looked at Zhang Junbao on the sofa.

At this time, Zhang Junbao's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Divine Doctor Qin has superb medical skills. If you have any questions, just say it's okay!"

"Ok!"

Qin Changshou nodded, relaxed his hands slightly, and said, "Mr. Duan, have you been urinating frequently and unable to finish your urination recently? And you feel weak even if you can't lift it firmly?"

"this!"

Duanlang's expression stiffened and he was stunned...