Before Song QingHan spoke, he opened his mouth first.
"They are used to calling me leader mu. You can call me Mu Qingfeng, or you can call me Mu Qingfeng just like them, whatever you want."
Mu Qingfeng's voice doesn't sound good, not only because of his illness, but also because his voice is hoarse, so it makes people feel tired.
Song QingHan nodded and pondered for a moment. Then he said slowly, "master mu, can you let me see the real face next?"
Unexpectedly, after listening to song QingHan's words, Mu Qingfeng didn't say well or not. He just said, "how does the doctor song know that my kidney is wrong? I've sent someone to verify the smallpox incident. I didn't expect that the name of doctor song was so big. However... The auction house didn't seem to send an invitation to doctor song. "
After hearing Mu Qingfeng's words, song QingHan, who wanted to make a quick decision, felt a little nervous. If he knew that if he could not answer this question well, he could not help him to cure his illness, but he could play it out directly.
And the other party can know that he is "Song Fu" in such a short time, and the intelligence network behind it is extraordinary.
He thought for a moment and said truthfully, "before bidding, I asked the man in black what kind of medicine he needed, and he said it was waist. If it's the waist, it may be the spine or the kidney. But if there's something wrong with the spine, even if it's Tiancai Dibao, it can't be cured. I think you know that. So since there's still hope, it's probably the kidney. "
"As for the invitation... To tell you the truth, I'm a new comer. I lost my way and went into this place by mistake. When I saw the worry about my life for a while, I took it easy."
When song QingHan said this, his tone was neither humble nor overbearing, and he looked like he was talking about it. I think he expected that the other party would not embarrass him after hearing the answer.
If you don't have this kind of bearing, it's a waste of the name of "guild leader".
Sure enough, Mu Qingfeng suddenly turned around and raised his chin slightly. He motioned song QingHan to sit down next to him. He picked up a cup of hot tea and said slowly in the dense white fog: "although it is said that the song Fu Fu broke into this place without permission, it is not impossible to break this rule in view of his sincerity."
With that, he sipped his tea gently, and his expression looked relaxed and calm.
Song QingHan naturally caught the key point in his words. He suddenly stood up and went to Mu Qingfeng. He held out his hand and said, "I'm not good at words. Can you take direct action?"
Mu Qingfeng took the teacup with his hand. He didn't expect song QingHan to be so direct, but he soon recovered his calm. He put the teacup on the table, smoothed his wrist, and said coldly: "please."
However, to his surprise, song QingHan completely ignored his hand on the table and directly touched him.
Fortunately, he was always happy and angry, so he didn't show too much surprise, but when he realized that song QingHan touched his body regularly, he still unconsciously relaxed his shoulder and said in a soft voice, "do you know that you just passed by Yama?"
In fact, song QingHan realized that his behavior was inappropriate when he touched Mu Qingfeng's body. However, if he suddenly withdrew his hand, he would feel guilty. Therefore, he could only feel as if he did not know anything, and carefully touched it according to his original plan.
It's not good to have no equipment, but the good thing is that the organic lesions will show some physical changes, so he can roughly judge what he wants to know from the "touch".
Although Mu Qingfeng's body looks weak, it is not bad in fact. His muscles are in good shape. He knows that he is a person who keeps exercising for years.
But because of his illness, some parts of him still had obvious edema, and his face was pale.
Seeing that he was pressing his stomach, his brow slightly wrinkled, and immediately returned to normal. Song QingHan frowned and calmly said, "I want to judge what your body is now through your reaction, so don't deliberately suppress your body's feeling."
Mu Qingfeng may not have been so "gentle" to "teach" before, so his face was a little unnatural, frowned: "gastrointestinal discomfort."
This answer did not exceed song QingHan's expectation. He thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "nausea, vomiting, unable to eat?"
Mu Qingfeng seemed to quickly adapt to the diagnosis and treatment of song QingHan, and his face was calm and said: "well, it was like this at the beginning, so those quack doctors gave me a lot of medicine for stomach, but I didn't expect that the more I ate, the worse my body would be."
In Song QingHan's thinking, he added as if unintentionally: "later they all died."
Song QingHan's heart was tight, his face sank, and he said calmly, "it's not a wise choice to tell me this news now, because I will probably pull a cushion before I die."
Mu Qingfeng frowned and said in a cold voice, "are you threatening me?"
The atmosphere between the two suddenly fell below freezing point, and the shadow of death covered song QingHan unconsciously. However, he seemed not to feel it. He said calmly: "I just want you to know what I just felt."As soon as he said this, Mu Qingfeng was silent for a long time.
After perceiving the pressure on his body, song QingHan knew that he had passed the pass. He took his hand back from Mu Qingfeng, pinched his chin and said, "open your mouth."
Song QingHan obviously felt that Mu Qingfeng's body was stiff when he was passing by. However, he knew that the other side had a strong adaptability, so he didn't do any extra actions and just waited quietly.
After a while, Mu Qingfeng seems to have finally adapted to the distance between song QingHan and his mouth, slowly opening his mouth, revealing the inner part of the mouth that few people have seen.
This action is somewhat shameful for mu Qingfeng, so he even moves his eyes away, looks at a point in the void, empties his brain, so as not to be submerged by this emotion.
Song QingHan frowned for a while and calmly said, "don't hold your breath, breathe normally."
After smelling the unpleasant smell, song QingHan quietly raised his head and released his hand. Seeing Mu Qingfeng's ugly face, he calmly said, "how long have you been like this?"
His question will Mu Qingfeng out of that unnatural state, did not want to think directly: "a year."
Song QingHan nodded, although his face did not show anything, but his heart was heavy.
One year sounds like a short time, but for mu Qingfeng's disease, it is enough to lead to serious consequences.
Seeing that song QingHan didn't speak, Mu Qingfeng calmly asked, "have you finished watching? It's time to show your sincerity
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