The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly and couldn't wait to say, "I know everything about the doctor. Can I treat me now?"

"Please open your arms like the beauty just now, and relax your whole body..." While Lynch was speaking, the extremely cold white iron needle had been taken out.

When the middle-aged man did as he did, the extremely cold white iron needle fell on him in a flash.

In less than a while, the middle-aged man felt a warm current flowing all over his body, and finally gathered under his lower abdomen, bringing a hint of numbness and itch.

This feeling became stronger and stronger, until the end, the middle-aged man couldn't help but let out a sound of comfort: "Oh, Yes, North Nose, it's so comfortable..."

This call made the audience burst into laughter.

"It's so fucking."

"Is it really that comfortable? You're a fool."

"I'm so laughing, why don't this guy act in a short film?"

Hearing these comments, the middle-aged man turned a blind eye to it and was still invading it.

Seeing that it was almost done, Lynch held it back and took back the extremely cold white iron needle.

"How do you feel now?" Lynch said.

The middle-aged man felt a little disappointed. The feeling he had just disappeared. He couldn't help but say, "Doctor, can you treat me once?"

"Sorry, your illness has almost been cured. It is best to use medicinal food to restore your body's vitality later." Lynch said.

"Oh, it's such a pity. I want to experience the feeling just now, but now..." The middle-aged man looked down and his pants bulged with a big bag. He said excitedly: "God, I haven't felt this way for more than a year. I can reappear in a man's spirit."

A lady next to him had a mouth that opened her mouth and even opened her shape: "Oh my God, I can't believe it, it's too big..."

"Of course, I have eaten oysters since I was a child, but I have never found a girlfriend and it has not come in handy." said the middle-aged man.

"Sir, maybe we can try it. I haven't tasted a man in a long time." said the lady.

"Really? You're not kidding me, are you?" the middle-aged man said in surprise.

"Really, I think there was no girl who fell in love with you before, that was the fun they didn't understand." The lady licked her lips and took the initiative to lean on the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man only felt an unprecedented satisfaction in his heart: "I really didn't expect that this time I came to watch the game and there would be such gains. Doctor, thank you so much. You must have been sent by God to save our men."

"Fake, is this guy born or was he treated by a doctor later?"

"Husband, please let the doctor treat you too, I want that too."

"Oh, doctor, can I treat me?"

"Can you publish your medicinal meal? I want to try it."

The man at the scene couldn't help but be excited. If Lynch's medical skills had such an effect, it would definitely be a huge blessing for men.

Especially in Western countries, they are very open and advocate a life of sexual happiness.

Lynch said lightly: "Of course it can be announced that this medicinal food can only be taken by men, but it must also be appropriate. Do not increase the amount of medicinal materials in order to aggravate the effect, otherwise there will be the opposite effect."

Soon, Lynch put the medicinal food on the electronic display screen.

The men quickly recorded it, and their expressions were full of gratitude and admiration for Lynch.

"It seems that after the treatment of the three selected patients was completed, the audience at the scene was quite satisfied." Lynch turned his head and said, "Dear contestants, do you have any objections? Even if you raise them, I, Lynch, will take them one by one."

The contestants present had long been shocked by Lynch's move.

They couldn't believe that there was such a magical medical technique in this world.

"I have no objection, at least you are much better than me."

"Yes, if I can, I want to learn with you."

"Chinese traditional Chinese medicine is indeed not a trick to deceive people. I have heard of it for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful..."

The unscathing praises rushed towards Lynch like a tide.

It was just that at this moment a discordant voice came.

"It's not that easy to win the championship in this competition. I am the descendant of ancient magic and the strongest sage today. I want to diagnose each other with you and compete with each other."

A sage stood up.

The sage was wearing an ancient magic robe and had a great aura.

"It's Elsie."

"He is our biggest favorite to win this time."

"The heir of ancient magic is said to have cultivated to the level of a great magician. He is the most famous miracle doctor in our West!"

Before the game begins.

A list of contestants has been announced on the official website of the Peak Medical Skills Competition, and everyone can vote.

This player named Elsie became the biggest favorite of this competition with more than one billion votes on the official website.

Lynch glanced at Elsey and said, "You want to diagnose each other with me?"

"Yes, one game determines the winner and lose. Whoever we see the other party's physical condition first and treats it well will be the one who wins!" Elsie said.

"No problem, but I have seen that you are healthy and have no illness." Lynch said.

Elsey said: "Actually, your body is very healthy, I don't need to see it, but I can release the treatment to make your body more comfortable and healthier. At least for a week, there will be no disease that can erode your body."

"Is that true?" Lynch said lightly.

"Seven-pointed stars in charge of magic, please respond to my request, Wooden Healing Technique." The sage took out a magic wand and immediately sang a piece of magic.

Soon, Lynch felt a sense of vitality coming, making Lynch feel comfortable.

"Yes, your healing technique has indeed had some effect." Lynch said.

"Then you have lost now..." said the sage disdainfully.

"But you didn't treat my illness." Lynch said.

"Impossible, your body has now been blessed by my healing technique and has returned to its best state." The wise man said.

"My illness is heart disease. I haven't seen the peace and peace of Yongle in this world and are full of illness and torture. My illness will never be cured." Lynch's words stunned the sage.

Immediately afterwards, the sage said disdainfully: "Stop talking nonsense here, can you keep this world free from illness or torture?"

"I am working in this direction. At least, I can now help the whole audience recover health in an instant." Lynch said loudly, and he never forgot his original intention.
Chapter completed!