"But the young man vomited blood, he vomited a lot. Look, the carpet is wet, it's all full of blood!"

Manager Qian stomped his feet and asked in a panic, "How could it be fine?"

"You Mongolian doctor, take your pulse carefully. If you stretch the receiver in and vomit blood, you can't do it. Are you okay?"

"You quack doctor."

He was anxious.

"I, I..." Dr. Wang choked and pushed his glasses aggrievedly. He had tears in his eyes, "Young Marshal, I am just a little uninformed. What may have been missed in the diagnosis?"

"Or, tell me carefully what are the symptoms of your current body?"

He asked carefully.

Huo Yunting's eyebrows and eyes drooped, and he sat on the head of the bed with a tall figure, for a moment, "I..."

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