"Boss, the ion disorder caused by dietary imbalance is not this kind of performance." Su Yun also listened attentively, and he questioned.

Zheng Ren was noncommittal about Su Yun's words, but looked at master Yan in the video.

"Yes, he is practicing in isolation. Sometimes he doesn't even drink porridge." Master Yan said, "it's been five years. I don't think it has much to do with this."

Five years... Zheng Ren sighed in his heart. Is this another kind of meal?

"What trauma has your younger martial brother had? Have you had surgery? Have you ever had blood transfusion?" Zheng Ren subconsciously inquired about the medical history according to the process. He was still wondering whether someone could do this in his mind?

"Twenty one years ago, I had an injury and a fracture of my right humerus. I had an operation in Yangcheng. I recovered well after the operation. There is nothing more. I seldom get sick. Although I can't say that I am immune to all kinds of poisons, but... In your words, there are basically no diseases such as colds and fever." Strict master Fu Dao.

"How did you get hurt?"

"He insisted too much during the exercise, and finally he was exhausted and injured. Since then, I won't let him exercise. It's useless."

"What about hypertension, coronary heart disease and diabetes?"

Zheng Ren asked all the way, but he didn't ask any valuable information in the end.

His face sank. Did he really encounter something beyond his three outlooks? The Nian head appeared like Mars and was immediately strangled by Zheng Ren.

impossible! This is the case with master song and master Yan. The strangest thing is that the people of the Bruch family have words written on the system panel that they don't understand.

Can be explained by logic. The set of strange forces is meaningless.

Seeing Zheng Ren in silence, master Yan sighed, and his face was a little gloomy.

Cut off the video signal, Zheng Ren sat in his seat, like a sculpture, motionless and meditating.

Su Yun also stopped chatting with Yan Changshen. He frowned and looked at the patient's sacrococcygeal bulge. His black hair in front of his forehead moved without wind. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Yan Changshen silently looked at boss Zheng and Su Yun and sighed in his heart. He himself didn't agree with inviting boss Zheng and Su Yun to protect the Dharma for little martial uncle.

I think so. An ancient inheritance sect that is incompatible with the present world. When it comes to a major event once in hundreds of years, it doesn't find relevant people when it's a child, but needs to find a secular doctor

Yan Changsen cannot agree with his old man on this point.

But as soon as his old man stared, his heart trembled and said what was what, saving the family law.

Although boss Zheng is a little shrewd in asking price, he is still very reasonable. It will always be beneficial to have more relatives and more friends in the future.

Just little martial uncle... Don't delay the robbery. Thinking of this, Yan Changsen was particularly uneasy. Especially when he thought of the true Qi form of the back lumbosacral tail and wanted to break out, Yan Changsen was anxious.

It's a little martial uncle. In fact, it's similar to his brother. This is the key to life and death, but he can't help.

In Yan Changsen's restlessness, the mountain road for more than an hour was finished without danger.

The assistant had already contacted home. When the car stopped at the gate, master Yan and song mofax were waiting outside.

"Boss Zheng." Master Yan bowed his hands and said in a loud voice.

"Master Yan." Zheng Ren returned as like as two peas.

"Boss Zheng, I haven't seen you for a long time. My style is still the same." Song mofax said softly.

"Master song is polite." Zheng Ren thought it was over and immediately said, "go and have a look at the patient."

Patient, this word is quite strange to master Yan, Yan Changshen and song mofax. However, it doesn't matter what boss Zheng likes to call him. What can he do if he is a patient. At this time, as long as it can solve the problem, whatever he calls it.

"Boss Zheng, please come here." The young Lang, who had been following master Yan, bowed slightly and led the way.

"Boss Zheng, my younger martial brother will give it to you." Master Yan looked serious and walked side by side with Zheng Ren in the garden. "For more than an hour, I can feel the changes in his body. His true Qi is lax, and I can't move the governor's pulse. I'm afraid I won't know when..."

Master Yan's words were low, and finally there was no sound, leaving only a faint sigh echoing in Zheng Ren's ears.

When he came to the backyard firewood gate, master Yan asked Zheng Ren to wait. He went in first.

Zheng Ren looked curiously. The firewood door was half closed, and there was a faint light flashing twice. Do you turn on the lights in broad daylight? What is this? Zheng Ren thought to himself.

"Boss Zheng, master song, please come here." The boy bowed and saluted without jumping off in the past. With a dignified face, he asked Zheng Ren to go in.

For Zheng Renlai, the front is like a tiger's den.

But right and wrong, true and false, had thought thoroughly when they came. He and song mofax were polite, and they strode in without hesitation.

A man lay on the bed with his bare upper body. Although it was painful to the bone, he didn't say a word. The muscles of the whole body were twisted and stretched, and a sharp and chaotic breath splashed everywhere like wind and frost.

The system panel is not much red. There is a strange diagnosis - sacral spinous muscle foreign body, and another rare diagnosis, xiaoliuyuantian disease.

Xiaoliu Yuantian disease was put aside first. This is not important. Zheng Ren is concerned about the first diagnosis.

Foreign body? Zheng Ren squints his eyes and carefully looks at the diagnosis given by the system panel. Is it the foreign body caused by trauma entering the body, or is it really Qi shaped and diagnosed as a foreign body by the system, as master Yan said?

Zheng Ren doesn't believe in true Qi, but it is said that the patient has not suffered trauma recently. If so, where the "foreign body" with local uplift and judged by the big pig's hoof comes from is a big problem.

What a mystery!

"Boss Zheng." Yan Shifu whispered.

Zheng Ren was silent, as if he didn't hear what master Yan was saying. Countless relevant situations appeared in his mind.

The most likely is parasitic disease.

However, close observation showed that the "foreign body" of the patient's sacral spine muscle was slender and motionless, and there were no signs of climbing and walking at all.

Zheng Ren rarely doubts his possible diagnosis after careful analysis.

If it's a parasite, it doesn't exist in textbooks or in areas known to humans.

"Gloves." Zheng Ren whispered.

A few seconds later, only the patient's heavy breathing sound of holding his breath and suffering pain came from the room, but no one handed over sterile gloves.

This is not a hospital. Zheng Ren realized the reality.

He looked at master Yan helplessly, as if there were thousands of words to say, and his eyes were quite complex.

"Boss Zheng, you can say anything." Master Yan said firmly.

Song mofax also watched Zheng Ren. She was grateful to the young doctor who made her mother and son safe.

Moreover, master song was also curious about how an ordinary person would protect the law from robbery.

"Send it to take a film." Zheng Ren sighed and said.