"Your asthma should have been since you were in high school, right?"
Ye Hao continued to speak at this moment.
"You should have tried practicing Tai Chi at that time, but you found that you had asthma inexplicably!"
"From now on, don't talk about practicing boxing, you don't even dare to exercise?"
"You claim that you are unparalleled in medical skills, but you can't even solve this problem of yourself. Are you embarrassed?"
When he heard Ye Hao point out his fault word by word, Huarong, who was smug just now, was slightly stunned, and then completely stunned: "How do you know I have asthma?"
Huarong's face looked extremely ugly. She didn't know how much medicine she took for her asthma, and even had several non-invasive surgeries.
But what is the result?
No use at all.
Moreover, she has always hidden her biggest secret. When she gets sick, she will go to the toilet to hide and avoid being seen.
But unexpectedly, Ye Hao actually pointed this thing out directly.
In this way, I'm afraid everyone will question her medical skills.
Ye Hao saw Huarong's shocked expression and continued to slap in the face lightly, without any politeness: "Don't you understand that this is the difference between you and me?"
"I can tell at a glance that you have any disease. Do you think I can save someone?"
Huarong looked ugly by Ye Hao's confrontation. At this moment, he couldn't help but say, "Okay, even if you have some eyesight, I don't believe it. You are really that powerful!"
"You can still live dead people, can you make your bones?"
"Do you think you are a god!"
"I tell you, Director Zhu Guanglu is dead!"
Obviously, in Huarong's cognition, if a person reaches this point, he will definitely be helpless.
"What? Do you want to make a bet?"
Ye Hao spoke while doing something.
"If I can save people, you will go to my Jifutang to help me wipe the floor!"
Ye Hao found that his Jifutang sometimes encountered some patients, so he didn't mind taking a doctor with a good medical skills to take charge and solve some emergencies.
Do you have such medical skills to wipe the floor?
Hearing this, Huarong was furious.
"Okay! You want to play, right?"
"I tell you, if you can't live, you will come to my house to help me wash the toilet for the rest of my life!"
"Okay, a gentleman speaks a quick horse and a whip!"
Ye Hao agreed immediately.
"I suggest you check out which mop is better for you to go online."
“My house has a larger floor and it’s more tiring to wipe the floor.”
"Haha, I think you can go and see how to wash the toilet first!"
"childish!"
At this moment, Huarong looked cold and directly treated Ye Hao as a liar.
Ye Hao didn't bother to pay attention to her, but slowly raised his right hand, gathering a faint breath, and then slapped it on Zhu Guanglu's heart.
"puff--"
With Ye Hao's palm slapped, Zhu Guanglu suddenly sat up.
"ah--"
The beautiful little nurses in the field all trembled and screamed loudly.
Huarong and others also had dull faces.
Can the dead sit up and open their eyes?
Is this a hell?
"Is this a human or a ghost?"
Huarong was so scared that she took a dozen steps back at this moment, her pretty face was shocked and unbelievable, and an inexplicable cold air emerged in her heart.
A person who should have died suddenly sat up and stared at her?
Is this a trick in a ghost movie?
Several young nurses fell to the ground and almost cried.