Wake Up, Stop Dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

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    The doctor touched his beard and coughed, he had to remind him of his presence.

    When the doctor took the pulse, his brows kept frowning and his expression was serious. Zuo Yan was frightened while watching him. Isn't he going to be hopeless.

    Xiao Liuzui wasn't worried, this man couldn't detect anything, he was playing with his fingers while looking at Zuo Yan's expression.

    I don't know if Xiao Liuzui knew about his poisoning, Zuo Yan deliberately pulled the old man aside and asked about the wound and poison.

    "This young man has a weak physique. It stands to reason that he should have been ill in bed all year round, and the prince said he knows how to martial arts. This is very contradictory in itself."

    "You said he is weak?"

    I looked back and saw The man with a weak face looked weak and aggrieved, and stared at him with straight eyes.

    Zuo Yan: ... the

    doctor touched his beard, "Look at the pulse, it is indeed the case."

    "Is it possible that it was caused by the poison in his body?" The

    doctor grabbed two of his beard. "The thing that puzzles me most is that there is more than one kind of poison in this young man's body, which has accumulated over the years. In his body, Extraordinary did not die from the poison and changed his physique..."

    Once the doctor came across a topic he was interested in, he would talk incessantly, one after another, and he pretended to understand everything. Look then interrupted him.

    "Tell me the result directly."

    "The injury on this young man's body is just a skin injury, but because of his special physique, it looks scary, and there is no need to worry about the poison in his body. If these poisons are not integrated, there will always be a lookout.

    Yes , he should be used to it." Zuo Yan frowned at his metaphor, "What is habit?" The

    doctor said, "Just like eating and drinking water in normal times, once a day is a blessing, hundreds of times are not too many, maybe He was poisoned as he spoke, and the symptoms were different, and he would always be unable to escape a word."

    "What?"

    "It hurts."

    "What the fuck..." Who did it! Zuo Yan's face was distorted, he walked twice in the same place, exhaled, and turned around and asked: "Is he still saved?" The

    doctor said, "There is nothing in this situation, there is no cure, and once closed I don’t know if I can see the sunlight the next day..."

    "Don’t say it."

    I couldn’t help listening to Zuoyan any more. He sent the doctor down, and the doctor left the medicine for treating trauma. left.

    Zuo Yan turned around outside the cell several times, while biting the tip of his thumb.

    "System, do you think it's possible that the old man made a diagnosis and treatment error."

    System: "It's impossible, he is a genius doctor of the previous generation." It's just that he stayed in the palace because he was too old and too lazy to move.

    "Then what's going on with him?"

    System: "I don't know, the information is incomplete, it may have something to do with the identity of his pavilion master."