Incurable disease?

As soon as Su Han's words came out, the entire venue suddenly became quieter, and even the sound of breathing stopped.

Zhao Ming, as if he had heard some joke, said disdainfully: "Terminally ill? You say I'm terminally ill? What are you kidding!"

This seemed to be cursing him, which made Zhao Ming very displeased, he glanced at Su Han, narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at Xu Lao, and deliberately asked: "Xu Lao, this is your expert from Qiao's Hospital, just say that I have a terminal illness, hum, I really came when I opened my mouth!"

Without any examination, without any diagnosis, he dared to say that he had a terminal illness when he opened his mouth, did this kid really think he was a miracle doctor.

Even the other experts around couldn't help but laugh.

Not to mention the inspection of various medical devices in the field of Western medicine, the field of traditional Chinese medicine also pays attention to looking and hearing, is it possible that this Su Han can judge that he has a terminal illness just by looking at Zhao Ming's eyes?

If there is such a capable person, I am afraid that they have not been born yet!

Originally, there were some people who knew Xu Lao's personality and knew that he would not be nepotistic, so he casually brought this kind of hairy boy to the meeting, but at this moment, it seems that Zhao Ming is right, this Su Han is an ignorant child who doesn't understand anything.

Xu Lao's face was extremely ugly, but he knew that Su Han said that this Zhao Ming was sick, then he was definitely sick, since he was looking for death himself, who could blame him?

Su Han also shook his head, looking regretful: "It's a pity, at a young age, being able to be rated as an expert and scholar is also considered to be a certain level, but it is really a pity to die young." ”

Seeing that Zhao Ming didn't believe it, Su Han didn't want to say more, this kind of thing, if you talk too much, people still think that you cursed him.

Su Han sat down, not wanting to pay attention to Zhao Ming anymore, he was here to attend the meeting, to exchange the latest medical skills in the medical field with these experts and scholars, there was no need to waste so much time on a person who regarded himself as high.

But how could Zhao Ming endure it?

was insulted by a kid who didn't have any hair, and even said that he had a terminal illness, how could he swallow this breath.

"Elder Xu, it's not that I'm offending you, but if there is no one in your Qiao's Hospital, you can not participate in this meeting!" Zhao Minglang shouted, "How many people want to come, why waste a place on a kid who doesn't know anything!"

The people around him also nodded secretly, feeling that what Zhao Ming said was very reasonable, a young college student, who might even have just graduated, occupied a place, wouldn't that be very unfair?

Of course, Su Han was invited by Xu Lao, and the others didn't dare to say anything, just a dissatisfied expression written on their faces.

Xu Lao's face was ugly, and he was even more angry.

He didn't speak, Su Han stood up again, and this time, Su Han's face also had a trace of anger!

He knew that Xu Lao was a person who truly respected and admired medicine, and he would never be nepotistic, and if he could come, it would completely depend on his own strength!

Are you so like a person who can only rely on relationships to be qualified to come to this conference?

Others can insult themselves, but they can't insult people like Xu Lao who really work hard to contribute to the development of medicine!

Su Han stared at Zhao Ming, his face was cold, and he snorted coldly: "Doctor Zhao, do you feel that your lower armpits are often a little sore recently, and you can't find the real pain point when you touch it, even if you do an internal and surgical examination, you haven't found any problems at all?"

Zhao Ming was stunned for a moment, looked at Su Han with some surprise, and was shocked in his heart: "How could he know?!"

"Do you feel tired lately, even if you sleep for twelve hours a night and wake up the next morning, you still feel weak?"

On Zhao Ming's face, the expression of shock was even more obvious, his hand scratched, and a trace of cold sweat broke out!

"Have you had a particularly good appetite recently, and your appetite is at least twice as much as before?" Do you feel hungry no matter how you eat, and you won't be full no matter how much you eat?" Su Han said word by word, "Are you, even the recent sexual affairs are not satisfactory, and it is very difficult to even want to walk on the sidewalk?"

"Smack——!

The teacup that Zhao Ming just picked up fell to the ground in an instant!

His face was pale, and he looked at Su Han in a daze, his eyes were full of incredulity, and more ...... Fear!

Because Su Han said, he had a deep feeling for every sentence, but he had checked it, whether it was a routine blood test, a surgical examination, or even an old Chinese medicine doctor to check the pulse, there was no problem, it was just because of the recent work pressure and fatigue, right?

"You, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zhao was obviously flustered, his face turned red, Su Han could even see that there was something wrong with his own sex?

Su Han snorted and shook his head: "Am I talking nonsense? Then if you touch your heart three inches down, is there a hard lump, if you pinch it hard, will it hurt?"

On Zhao Ming's head, he was already in a cold sweat, his heartbeat was faster, and he became nervous.

The people around him also looked at him, and when they saw his reaction, they were all shocked, could it be that Su Han guessed everything correctly? This Zhao Ming really has a terminal illness!

How is this possible?

Su Han just glanced at Zhao Ming twice, how could there be such a miraculous medical skill?

Even those experts from other places were curious, and they all looked at Su Han and Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming's throat moved, and his heart became more and more flustered, he subconsciously reached out and touched the position that Su Han said, and suddenly his eyes turned black, and a sharp pain hit his heart!

"Ah——!h

At this moment, he knew that what Su Han said was true!

Myself...... Really terminally ill!

Zhao Ming panicked, he was scared, he was terrified in his heart, he actually ...... Terminally ill? How is this possible!

But these feelings have been very obvious recently, but no matter how I check, there is no problem, how can I get a terminal illness?

He looked at Su Han, with a trace of fear in his eyes, moved his lips, and muttered, "I—I'm really terminally ill?"

"Terminally ill, terminal. Su Han said lightly.

With a snap, Zhao Ming sat directly on the ground, his eyes straight.

At this moment, he was already able to determine that Su Han did not lie to him, he really had a terminal illness, and when he heard the word advanced stage, he was even more torn apart, and his face was full of despair.

The people around him were also shocked on their faces, Su Han was able to see Zhao Ming's terminal illness just by relying on "hope"?

At the same time, they also felt sorry for Zhao Ming, and when they saw Zhao Ming's appearance, they knew that Su Han was right, he was a real master!

With such ability, no wonder even Xu Lao was so polite and invited him to the meeting, they even underestimated Su Han, saying that he came by connection, they were all glad that they didn't open their mouths just now, otherwise they would have offended such a real master.

The atmosphere in the conference room instantly became serious, Zhao Ming was diagnosed with a terminal illness by Su Han, which also made others feel sorry, and Zhao Ming himself was even more desperate, terminally ill......

His life is going to be gone.

"It's late, but I can treat it. After a pause, Su Han continued to speak.

Zhao Ming raised his head suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes, as if in the desert, a person who was about to die of thirst saw the oasis again.