If you are burned, your mouth and nose will also be damaged by the smoke to varying degrees.
Therefore, this person most likely did not suffer from burns, and if you look closely at this person's wounds, although there are indeed many places that are scorched black, you can find that most of those wounds are new wounds, and why do new wounds suppurate?
Wang Feng looked at Shi Lao and frowned, probably thinking that his judgment was correct. There was indeed something wrong with this man's burns.
"Little friend Wang, this..."
Shi Lao hesitated to speak, fearing that his judgment might be wrong.
"It doesn't matter if you say it, Mr. Shi."
When Shi Lao saw that Wang Feng had given him a reassuring shot, he felt relieved: "Wang Xiaoyou, although I have indeed done some despicable things, I have been practicing medicine for many years and I know no matter what, this situation does not seem to be the case.
Burns, my experience tells me that this is just like a burn, but it is definitely not a burn, and I don’t know if I made a mistake in my judgment and don’t forget to take it personally.”
How could Wang Feng blame Shi Lao? He thought so too. This was definitely not an ordinary burn.
Wang Feng turned his head and looked at the hostess and asked again: "Are you sure your old man was burned because of the fire?"
Although the hostess was very panicked at the moment, she still kept defending: "My old man was burned. Why don't you believe me? His injuries are not obvious enough. There can be no other possibility except burns!"
Seeing that she was still arguing, Wang Feng sighed: "I realized something was wrong when I walked in. Your alley is located in a shady place and is not a place prone to fire. Putting aside this,
, how could a person who often cooks at home not know how to install an exhaust system?"
"We have it at home!"
The hostess panicked and immediately confirmed it.
Wang Feng saw her putting on the condom and smiled with satisfaction. This was the effect he wanted.
"Yes, your home has exhaust, so why don't you come and explain to me why there was a fire in your home, but the exhaust vents in your home were clean.
The hostess was about to say that she had already cleaned up.
And Wang Feng had already said it one step ahead of the hostess: "Yes, you want to say that you have already taken care of it, right?"
"Your family member was so seriously injured that you should have been busy finding a hospital for him. Can you tell me how you did it in this situation? You also cleaned up the air vents in your home.
And where are the windows?”
The hostess froze on the spot unable to say a word, and could only listen to Wang Feng continue to speak.
"Yes, there are also doors and windows. I have to say that Madam Ling really loves cleanliness. Otherwise, why would she have managed to clean all the greasy dirt at the air exhaust vent so cleanly even in her busy schedule?"
The hostess was still stubborn: "Yes, I brought my old man back after I sought medical advice to no avail. It's not that he was upstairs. I must have my own business. These doors, windows, and rows
The vents are all visible to others, and I didn’t want you to read the joke and then hurriedly put it away. I really don’t know why Mr. Wang misunderstood me.”
The hostess's words were so innocent that even the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but feel distressed.
"It's a pity that such a good woman, with such good intentions, should be suspected by Wang Feng of having ulterior motives."
"That's right. Is there any other possibility other than burns? I would say that Wang Feng is just trying to make things up."
"Others took care of him in order to welcome him properly, but even if he didn't appreciate it, he still maliciously speculated on others concealing his illness. This Wang Feng is really ignorant."
"That's right. If you don't know how to treat illnesses, please get out of here. It's too much to offend other people's hearts here."
Li Erliu watched the barrage in the live broadcast room becoming more and more uncontrollable: "What are you talking about? Brother Feng only treats the disease to understand the situation. It's my brother Feng's fault that whatever happened to you comes into your mouth."
Well, if you ask me, this woman still has no sense of what is good and what is good. I, Brother Feng, have come all the way to help her see a doctor and it’s a shame, right?”
As soon as Li Erliu said these words, everyone felt that he was causing the war.
"What kind of loser is worthy of talking?"
"Your master hasn't said anything yet, so why are you screaming here?"
"That's right, stop embarrassing yourself and attracting people's attention. We won't do that."
"You still treat the audience as fools. There are no loyal fans of your brother here."
Li Erliu couldn't beat him once he came out.
Just when I was about to continue to compete with those keyboard warriors, someone came into the live broadcast, causing everyone to exclaim.
"Oh my god, is this Mr. Meng from yesterday?!"
"Why did he appear in the live broadcast room!"
"Mr. Meng, you happen to be here. Can you see if this injury is a burn?"
"This Wang Feng really has no ability. He just pretends to be here, but he actually wants to embarrass other girls. It's really hateful."
As soon as these words came out, Meng Lao was interested. What kind of disease could cause everyone to have such a big dispute against Wang Feng? Meng Lao followed Li Erliu's flashing camera and looked over.
The wound was so shocking that even Mr. Meng couldn't help but click his tongue.
This doesn't look like a burn. What's going on? But if it's not a burn, I can't tell what it is at the moment.
Meng Lao looked at the live broadcast room and kept asking him to explain, but it was really difficult for him to judge. If he had to tell the reason, he couldn't do it.
But the viewers in the live broadcast room thought it was a burn. In fact, Mr. Meng just had to agree with them. Anyway, these people are just mindless followers.
But just like what Mr. Meng saw, it was extremely difficult for him to tell whether it was a burn or not. Naturally, he had been practicing medicine for many years and he couldn't just be deceived.
"I really can't tell the difference. Although it looks like a burn, I feel something is not right. This wound is not that simple. It depends on how Wang Xiaoyou judges it."
Everyone was in disbelief after hearing this: "Did Mr. Meng just say that he couldn't judge it?"
"It seems so. He said it still depends on Wang Feng's judgment."
"But a big boss like Mr. Meng actually has to wait for Wang Feng's judgment. How is this possible?"
Everyone was shocked and thought how could this be possible.
Wang Feng continued to question the hostess at this moment.
"Okay, since you said that the air vents, doors and windows were tidied up to welcome me, it makes sense. So what happened to the furnishings in your home?"
