After all, he is also a patient.

He didn't know what medicine the miracle doctor would prescribe for him...

Prisoner, Lao Ganma...

What's yours? Stinky beans and lemon?

After swallowing, Lu Jiu gritted his teeth and handed his arm to the miracle doctor to take his pulse.

The miracle doctor put his paw on Lu Jiu's wrist.

After a moment, the miracle doctor suddenly frowned and looked at Lu Jiu.

When Lu Jiu saw this, his heart skipped a beat, and Miao Xiaowen next to him was also a little worried.

What patients fear most is the doctor’s expression!

After all, many words change their flavor when they come out of the doctor’s mouth.

The expression is naturally the same.

The expression on the miracle doctor's face... Could it be that he was hopeless?!

Lu Jiu swallowed and asked cautiously: "Miracle doctor, is there something wrong with me...?"

Hearing this, the miracle doctor said nothing and stared at Lu Jiu.

After more than ten seconds, he looked away, scribbled a few words on the paper, and handed it to Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiu took it over and saw the words written on it.

"Are you from Xuanwu Kingdom?"

Lu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

It turned out that it was because of this that he thought the miracle doctor showed such an expression because he was hopeless!

Thinking of this, Lu Jiu nodded and explained: "Yes, but I am not an assassin, I am from Qinglong Pavilion."

Lu Jiu didn't know if the miracle doctor hated the assassin. If there was some festival or something that caused the miracle doctor to hate the assassin, wouldn't he be a loser?

Therefore, Lu Jiu felt that it was better for him to distance himself from his identity as an assassin.

When the miracle doctor heard this, he looked a little surprised. He took the paper and pen and wrote down another sentence.

"What is your relationship with old man Nie Qinglong?"

When Lu Jiu saw this sentence, he looked at the doctor in surprise.

The miracle doctor still knows his master Nie Qinglong?

Or do you have a grudge against him?

But the miracle doctor doesn't look like he has any grudge against his master...

"He is my master." Lu Jiu told the truth and asked curiously: "Why, does the miracle doctor know my master Nie Qinglong?"

The miracle doctor showed a hint of understanding when he heard this, and wrote two words on the paper: "Understanding."

Lu Jiu understood this when he saw this.

So that means the miracle doctor has stayed in Xuanwu Country before?

Lu Jiu looked at the doctor thoughtfully.

However, compared to these past events, Lu Jiu was still more concerned about whether there was a cure for his condition.

"By the way, miracle doctor, is there a solution to my situation?"

Lu Jiu said with some worry.

This time, the miracle doctor did not whet his appetite and nodded directly towards him.

This meaning is naturally obvious. The miracle doctor has a solution to Lu Jiu's situation!

Lu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and Miao Xiaowen and Wang Dapao were also relieved.

The miracle doctor silently took out another box, and after a 50-cent special effect, handed another object to Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiu glanced at the thing in his hand, and there was a black line on his face again.

Big...garlic?!

Chicken butt with garlic?!

Lu Jiu's eyes almost popped out!

Miracle Doctor of Emotions, are you really stuck with these strange objects?

He was really afraid now that the miracle doctor would suddenly slam the table and yell at him: "Oli! Fuck his brothers!!!"

Fortunately, the miracle doctor did not do this.

He pressed the radio button again: "Three times a day, one flap each time, one course of treatment, come back to me after two courses..."

Lu Jiu listened to the first two sentences quite seriously.

But when he heard the third sentence, Lu Jiu felt something was wrong.

One course of treatment?!

Are you sure garlic is described as a lump?!

Lu Jiu felt very fucked up.

He was really afraid that the garlic in his hand would be brown after he broke it open...

Seeing that something was wrong with Lu Jiu's expression, the miracle doctor naturally noticed it and wrote on the paper: "Sorry, the recording was wrong."

The corners of Lu Jiu's mouth twitched slightly.

With indescribable feelings, Lu Jiu put the "bump" of garlic into his pocket, his expression as if he had eaten a fly.

Lu Jiu, who was feeling a little sore, said feebly: "How much is the total? Can I pay by credit card?"

The miracle doctor nodded after hearing this, wrote a number on the paper, handed it to Lu Jiu, then took out a card swiping machine from the side and placed it on the table.

Lu Jiu glanced at the number on the paper, threw it aside, and silently swiped the card.

It’s only one million, it’s drizzling...

He called out to Miao Xiaowen and Wang Dapao next to him and asked them to take Qingzhu away.

When Lu Jiu was about to leave, the miracle doctor grabbed him and handed him a piece of paper, which read: "Say hello to Nie Qinglong when you see the old man."

Lu Jiu took a look and nodded towards him, indicating that he understood.

But now Lu Jiu doesn't know where Nie Qinglong is enjoying himself with his mistress. He can only wait and see if he can see Nie Qinglong again in the future.

After leaving the miracle doctor's clinic, Lu Jiu received a call from the bank president, saying that he had contacted the owner of the store.

Lu Jiu replied and prepared to swipe his card.
Chapter completed!