The Almighty God starts from the NPC in the crying secret room

Chapter 52
The person who walked in was also in his thirties, wearing a brown mountaineering suit, and a pair of mountaineering shoes were still stained with mud.

It seems that he just came back after climbing a mountain, and he still doesn't take the usual path.

"Hey! Old Hu! You're back!" the fat man greeted with a bright smile.

The gold-toothed man also smiled brightly and said, "Master Hu, seeing you like this, it must have been a hard trip!"

The man laughed and said: "It's still the same. It's just that a stunned young man stepped on the ground and almost disappeared.
Fortunately, I made a timely move, so I brought him back from the gate of hell, you don't know..."

Having said that, the man noticed Wu Ming at the side, and found that Wu Ming was looking at him with a slight frown.

"Who is this little brother?" The man asked suspiciously.

"Old Hu, this little brother is..." Fatty talked about the process of meeting Wu Ming and why Wu Ming was here.

After listening to the fat man's introduction, the man bowed his hands to Wu Ming and said, "Little brother, I'm very sorry, my brother has caused you trouble,

My humble Hu Jianjun, I would like to apologize to you here. "

"Old Hu! That's wrong with you. When a man does something, one person does it and one person does it! Although I don't know that this jade pendant is fake,
But disturbing my little brother is my problem after all! "

Speaking of this, the fat man also cupped his hands with Wu Ming and said: "Brother, I'm returning from the Wangwang, and I wanted to sell you a fake jade pendant earlier.

I was wrong, if you feel that the verbal apology is not enough, you can report the number..."

Before Wang Ergui could finish speaking, Wu Ming interrupted him and said, "I'm not in a hurry."

After saying this, Wu Ming looked at Hu Jianjun again.

He looked him up and down and asked, "Mr. Hu, are you having difficulty breathing now?

It's almost like having a cold and stuffy nose. If you breathe hard, there is still a slight pain between the left chest and the ribs? "

Hearing Wu Ming's words, Hu Jianjun was surprised and asked, "Little brother, how did you know?"

Wu Ming didn't answer immediately, but continued to say: "You stretch out your hand, and I'll feel your pulse."

"Oh. OK."

If Wu Ming wanted to check Hu Jianjun's pulse from the very beginning, he would definitely not take it seriously, and would think that the other party was a charlatan.

But Wu Ming only took a few glances at him before telling him about his current symptoms, which made Hu Jianjun have to pay attention.

When Wu Ming felt Hu Jianjun's pulse, Wang Ergui looked worried, and the man with gold teeth was full of curiosity.

The audience in the live broadcast room was even more confused.

"What do you mean? Master Nong also knows medical skills?"

"This pulse looks pretty decent."

"The momentum looks a bit like the old Chinese doctor downstairs in my house."

"The question is how old is Mr. Nong? Chinese medicine must be better with age, right?"

"It can't be a script, right? It's been acting since the appearance of the fat man."

"What's wrong with the acting? Life is like a play, forget about it later!"

When the barrage was about to quarrel, Wu Ming also withdrew his hand.

After pondering for a moment, he said, "I suggest you go to the hospital for an examination."

"Ah? Not so much, right? Isn't it a common cold?" Hu Jianjun was still a bit repulsed about going to the hospital.

"This is not a common cold, it may be poisoned."

Hearing Wu Ming's answer, the people present and the audience in the live broadcast room were shocked.

They didn't see any signs of poisoning Hu Jianjun either?
And on the contrary, since Hu Jianjun walked into the Golden Arcade, apart from his nasal voice, he showed no sign of illness at all.

Judging from his walking posture and the strength of his hands just now, he is healthier and stronger than most people.

If it is said that Hu Jianjun was poisoned, wouldn't many of the audience in the live broadcast room be terminally ill?

"Is the host overdue?"

"Even if it's a script, you have to follow the basics!"

"Yeah! Your general disease is more reliable, what the hell is poisoning?"

"I'm afraid I'm going crazy because I want to be popular, I can come up with such a bad script!"

"Let's go, go, it's boring."

For these people in the live broadcast room, Wu Ming completely ignored their plans.

Before he obtained intermediate Chinese medicine ability, in addition to allowing him to treat some common diseases.

By looking, smelling and asking, he can also roughly see how the patient's physical condition is.

Therefore, he can be sure that Hu Jianjun is poisoned, but Wu Ming is not sure what kind of poison it is.

But one thing is certain, if Hu Jianjun continues to procrastinate, then his life is likely to be in danger.

"For the sake of your life, I suggest you go to a hospital, and don't go to those small hospitals, it's better to go to a tertiary hospital."

Having said that, Wu Ming added: "If you don't believe me, I can go with you."

Hu Jianjun and Wang Ergui were still hesitating, but the man with golden teeth said, "Let's go! I'll drive you there!"

After saying this, the gold-toothed man went to get the car keys and was about to close the door.

Seeing the amazing enthusiasm of the man with golden teeth, coupled with the fact that he was a little worried, Hu Jianjun finally accepted Wu Ming's proposal.

The gold-toothed man was driving a minivan, which was more than enough for four people.

Wu Ming didn't say anything along the way, but just glanced at Hu Jianjun from time to time to make sure his condition didn't deteriorate.

And the more silent he is, the crazier the barrage in the live broadcast room will be.

"You're still addicted to acting, aren't you?"

"Could it be that even the fake hospital has been built?"

"Can the one in front pass his brain while talking?"

"Is it possible that they went to act in a real hospital?"

"The current anchor, does he not hesitate to occupy the hospital's resources for the sake of popularity?"

"No! You haven't even arrived at the hospital yet, so why are you talking about Master Nong so badly?"

"You don't even think about how the tenant farmer gets paid? He writes lyrics and composes music! He knows a shit about Chinese medicine."

"If people are cured to death, there will be a show."

"Where's the housing manager? Seal the housing manager!"

"Why is there only one housing manager here in Nongbao? He hasn't gone to work yet."

The man with golden teeth seems to know the road conditions well during this time, and he can always find a smoother road.

About an hour later, they came to Beijing United Hospital.

This hospital not only enjoys a high reputation in Zhongzhou, but it is second to none even in the whole world.

After entering the United Hospital, the man with golden teeth took Hu Jianjun straight to the emergency department.

The process was normal at the beginning, but after the medical staff checked Hu Jianjun, he was directly pushed into the emergency room.

Seeing the lights in the emergency room come on, Wang Ergui felt fear.

Everyone in his family left early, and now he is alone, except for Hu Jianjun, a brother.

The two lived and died together for so many years, if something happened to Hu Jianjun, he couldn't even imagine what it would be like in the future?
"Little...no! Little miracle doctor, will Lao Hu be fine?" Wang Ergui asked with a trembling voice.

"It was discovered early, so the problem shouldn't be serious." Wu Ming's calmness was like a booster, and Wang Ergui gradually calmed down.

At this time, the barrage in Wu Ming's live broadcast was boiling again.

"What about the one you said before? Come out! Let me see if you play one!"

"Dare to act in the Beijing United Hospital, I'm afraid you don't know the heights of the sky and the earth?"

"It's all sent to the emergency room. If I act, I will admit it."

"Playing with your life, right?"

Before, even Wu Ming's fans were not sure if Wu Ming was really good at medicine.

Therefore, when they were criticized by those people, they couldn't find a reason to refute, and they were very aggrieved.

Looking at it now, Wu Ming really has medical skills. While they were shocked, how could they still get used to those trolls?

The housing management seemed to have received the news and started to go to work. After blocking a large number of people in succession, the live broadcast room was finally cleaned up a lot.

At this time, the door of the emergency room opened.

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