"Yes, watermelon is a raw and cold thing. Eating too much watermelon will dilute gastric juice, causing indigestion and decreased gastrointestinal resistance. Therefore, taking it in the early stage of a cold will aggravate the cold. In this way, the girl's heart attack will occur, accompanied by acute laryngeal edema." Lynch explained.

When the matter came here, Lan Yiqian couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's true that I was careless and didn't expect this."

When he heard that his grandfather admitted his negligence, Rambo realized that some diseases were not single, and it was possible that several symptoms might occur at the same time, inducing doctors to misdiagnose.

But then again, which doctor can tell what the girl had eaten before?

When they thought of this, the two saw that Lynch's expression changed a little. Although this was just a simple detail, what did he do? Even the patient could tell what he had eaten. Is he really a miracle doctor?

At this time, some patients gathered at the door and saw that Lynch actually diagnosed a disease that even Lan Yiqian had not diagnosed, and they all tried to let Lynch see the doctor.

"My doctor, please show me first."

"Hey, why are you squeezing me? I obviously came first."

"I arrived first. I had already greeted Dr. Lin just now. Damn, you look at me with contempt. What does it mean? Well, I just want to see a doctor first."

When Lynch was caught off guard when he heard these patients quarrel, he saw only a dozen of them, and said, "Then everyone line up, I promise to see everyone once."

These words immediately made everyone overjoyed and they hurriedly lined up, fearing that Lynch would regret it.

It was already late, and the patients behind were still worried that it would take a long time for Lynch to see a patient, but they immediately found that Lynch would not spend more than three minutes on each patient.

"You have knee arthritis. I guess you just ate ice cream. Today I blew strong winds again, and then it suddenly became swelling. I will prescribe a prescription for you to take it orally and externally. Wash your feet with warm water at night, pay attention to keeping warm, and don't stand in one posture for a long time!"

After seeing one, Lynch directly waved to the next one.

"Thank you." The patient hurriedly thanked him, and muttered as he walked: "It's true that he is a miracle doctor. Even I know that I've eaten popsicles."

As soon as Lynch's divine eyes opened, he knew even if there were a few moles on his body, not to mention that there were still ice cream residues on his sleeves that were not dry.

The next one was a young man. He came to Lynch, but his face was a little dodged and sluggish.

Lynch urged him to come over quickly and diagnose him quickly.

Who knew that the man shook his head quickly and said, "I, I'm not sick!"

Lynch said angrily: "Why are you here for not being sick?"

"No, I'm here to see the doctor, but my disease is not serious." The young man hesitated and hesitated for a long time and said, "Can you prescribe me any prescription, which is the kind that nourishes qi and replenishes blood. I'll probably be fine after drinking it."

Lynch glanced at the young man and said, "I know what kind of illness you are."

The young man was stunned. Seeing Lynch's sharp eyes, he suddenly coughed a few times, as if to cover up something.

His steps were floating, his eyes were deep, his hands seemed to be stuck in his pockets, but he was actually covering his painful waist, and his spirit was loose, and his whole body seemed to be empty.

Lynch had already understood his heart and said with a smile: "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, you probably won't take it."

Hearing this, the patients in line suddenly burst into laughter.

"No, this man is so young, so he won't lift it?"

"Haha, what kind of unethical things did this man do? God actually wants to punish him for not taking it."

"No wonder he was stubborn, it turned out to be this disease."

The discussion made the young man blush and he wanted to escape on the spot.

He was only in his early twenties, and he was young and strong, but he just stopped raising it. If everyone knew about this, then what was his face? He would be despised to death if he was despised!

"You, you talk nonsense, I'm not bad. I'm very good at that!" said the young man blushed.

Seeing that he reacted so violently, Lynch was even more sure of his diagnosis.

He waved to the young man and said, "Come here and let me take my pulse and confirm it. I'll see what's the reason."

"No need, I came to find someone today. I haven't found it now, I'm leaving!" The young man said in a panic, raising his foot and leaving.

Lynch said anxiously: "Don't you really want to be cured?"

"I……"

This made the man's body stiffen. It would be fake to say that he didn't want to cure it. Now he just can't afford to lose this person.

"If you let me see, maybe you will be cured on the spot." Lynch smiled and said, "Of course, if you talk about face and suffer when you are alive, or even unable to have children in the future, you will be unreproachable to others."

The young man's face was unstable, and the eyes of others made his cheeks hot. When he thought about his future sexual life, he could only turn around with his teeth and gritted his teeth, lowered his head and walked back to Lynch.

"So what if you want to see, I'm not going to raise it anyway." The young man still concealed his mouth.

Lynch smiled without saying a word, put his hand on his wrist and realized something in his heart.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Lynch said to him.

"Not yet." The young man replied.

"Then you'd better rush a few times, and you'll emptied your kidneys." Lynch said the reason directly.

The young man's face suddenly had a fever and immediately retorted: "I haven't been masturbated, I really haven't been masturbated, I swear!"

But his red face retorted was not convincing at all, which made everyone laugh again.

"It's not me that you have sex at least a dozen times this night, so it's too uncontrollable. And the most important thing is that you still take a cold shower after you sex, which has stimulated your nerves, so you won't lift it." Lynch said.

The young man suddenly looked shocked and said, "How do you know, I took a cold bath after finishing me?" As soon as he finished speaking, he was shocked and quickly changed his words: "Bao, it's not like this. I didn't take a cold bath, nor did I slap..."

But his voice became weaker and weaker, and the contemptuous eyes made him unable to explain it clearly.

Finally, the young man admitted dejectedly: "Okay, that's how I won't lift it."

"It's okay, I'll give you a few injections now. First, I'll sort your nerves and smooth it out, and then prescribe you a prescription. You can go back to recuperate, but be careful, don't over three times a month."

Lynch stood up and let the young man lie on the bed, then lifted the clothes on his waist, and put a few silver needles down, and the true energy in his hand gushed, twisting the needle tail regularly.

The young man only felt a warm current surging on both waists, as if there were two warm water bags for massage. It felt so comfortable, and even made him scream twice without moral integrity: "Oh, Yes, Yafen, so comfortable..."

The women queuing behind suddenly blushed and spat a few times.

The men laughed out loud, this kid is so fucking.
Chapter completed!