Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

Seeing Mu Yingbao's frowning expression, the man's heart sank, and then he secretly laughed at himself. He was so afraid of death, and his desire to survive had covered up his rationality. He actually pinned his hopes on this itinerant doctor. What a joke!

Death, everyone will eventually die, I just died a little earlier!

Well, I won't waste my time and emotions on this matter in the future. While I'm still alive, I might as well turn the world upside down and have fun. No matter I leave a good reputation or a bad one, at least my life in this world is not in vain.

The man made up his mind, looking at the old man in front of him who was still staring at his chest, he felt a little conflicted as to whether his crazy life should start from this point.

Mu Yingbao actually felt a little regretful at this time. She was helpless in the face of the patient. She couldn't help but complain to God again in her heart. Since he let her travel back to ancient times, why didn't he give her a space equipped with modern advanced medical equipment?

"Old man, how is it? Is there any result?" the man asked with a sneer.

He had already made a decision. If this person honestly admitted that he could not diagnose the problem and did not know what was going on, then he would let them go.

However, if they say some other nonsense to deceive him, then I will kill them both tonight and bury them with me.

"Could you tell me when you realized something was wrong? And have you experienced any unusual discomfort during this period?" Mu Yingbao was unwilling to give in, so he asked anyway.

"I've noticed this for almost three years now. If I had any unusual discomfort, it was last spring. My head would start to shake if I stood for a long time." The man thought for a while and said.

"It's been more than three years. I feel dizzy if I stand for too long!" Mu Yingbao repeated in a low voice.

According to what he said, if this person really has a tumor, it should be benign.

The difference between malignant and benign is that the former grows rapidly while the latter grows slowly.

"Based on my many years of medical experience, I believe that something has grown in your chest that shouldn't have grown. There are two types of this kind of thing: benign and malignant.

It is easy to understand according to the literal meaning.

If it is benign, just cut it out and remove it.

On the contrary, if it is malignant, it will spread and may not be completely removed even with a knife.

Do you understand what I am saying?" When analyzing the condition, Mu Yingbao temporarily forgot that it was this person who had captured Tao Bo to threaten her.

After hearing her words, the man frowned at first, and then suddenly thought of a question.

Although this was the first time I had heard of the diagnosis given by this old itinerant doctor, it didn't feel like he was lying.

Among the doctors I have seen before, one doctor said that the reason why one side of his chest is higher than the other may be due to a problem with his lungs, such as hydropulmonary or pulmonary embolism. Even though he said so, the doctor shook his head helplessly and said that he had no ability to treat this disease.

"Oh? Does the old man have any solution to this problem?" the man asked, but he didn't have any high expectations in his heart.

Mu Yingbao looked at him and hesitated for a moment. "I do have a plan, but I'm afraid you may not accept it if I tell you."

"Taking medicine and getting an acupuncture again?" The man said these two things first, with the purpose of shutting her up and seeing how she would react.

Mu Yingbao still stared at him, then shook her head slightly; "My method is a bit, a bit "direct." She said the word carefully.

"Directly?" The man was puzzled. "Old man, you don't want to cut me with a knife and then check it with your own eyes, right?"

Xuan? Since you told him correctly? Mu Yingbao didn't expect it either, and looked very surprised. Seeing her incredible expression, the man was also surprised; "No way?" Mu Yingbao nodded vigorously, telling him with her eyes that you guessed it right, you are awesome. "Old man, you actually want to take this opportunity to take revenge on me, right? If I believe you...

You, then, are like a fish on the chopping board, with life and death in your hands, at your mercy? Do you think I'm a fool?" The man laughed.

Mu Yingbao was neither annoyed nor amused, but rather disapproving. "Your life is your own. You decide how to choose. I don't care."

"Someone, take him down and treat him well." The man suddenly ordered the people outside the door.

"Wait, what do you mean? You asked me to come here, and now I'm here, and I said that no matter whether I can cure you or not, I won't make it difficult for you, and I'll even give you a consultation fee. Now that I've told you the general outline of the disease, why don't you let us go back? Do you want to imprison us?" Mu Yingbao asked rudely, holding the anesthetic needle that he had just quietly taken out in his hand. If it really doesn't work, he'll have to take real action.

Really, are you bullying her because she doesn't know martial arts?

Who doesn't have some means of self-defense when going out to explore the world?

"Don't misunderstand me, old man. I don't have any other intentions. I just want to think about it before making a decision, whether to treat the patient or not. So, don't be so angry." The man explained soothingly.

From what he said, he wants to give it a try! Not bad, he has some courage!

In this dynasty, there was no precedent for thoracotomy for diagnosis and treatment.

This is not to say that the doctors of this dynasty were not good at medicine, but rather a problem of the mindset of the patients and the illnesses.

She had already known about this problem a few years before she was taken away by the garrison uncle. Therefore, after performing surgery on the young man with internal injuries in Youcheng, the old doctor in Youcheng had such an exaggerated reaction.

"In that case, then calm down, sir, and think about it carefully. If you don't get treatment, your condition will definitely not last long. If you get treatment, there is still some hope." Mu Yingbao's tone also calmed down.

The man listened to her and nodded.

Mu Yingbao followed You into the room and walked out safely. She thought she would return to the original room and have a chance to contact Tao Bo and see his condition. She had several detoxification pills on her.

Give him one pill secretly, and his body will return to normal. If necessary, he can fight his way out.

Mu Yingbao stayed in a room alone. Except that An restricted her freedom and prevented her from leaving the room, everything else was fine.

Someone brought her a midnight snack, which was a soft and chewy snack suitable for the elderly. In addition, the three tender little girls who had served her before were also brought in to massage her shoulders, waist and legs.

Mu Yingbao closed his eyes in enjoyment, but in his heart he was thinking about the preparations to be made for the thoracotomy, in case Ren really agreed to the operation.

Someone brought her a midnight snack, which was a soft and chewy snack suitable for the elderly. In addition, the three tender little girls who had served her before were also brought in to massage her shoulders, waist and legs.

Mu Yingbao closed his eyes in enjoyment, but in his heart he was thinking about the preparations to be made for the thoracotomy, in case Ren really agreed to the operation.

I was thinking about the possible consequences of the surgery, and suddenly I heard the sound of chaotic footsteps outside. Meow, have you made a decision so quickly?

That's a bit abnormal. She opened her eyes and looked in the direction...