Chapter 14: Strange Disease

Ye Qiu was startled and looked up at the Dragon King.

The Dragon King had a ruddy complexion and was full of energy. He didn't look like he was dying. He said quickly, "Dragon King, don't joke. I think you are in good health."

"I'm not kidding. I'm really dying." The Dragon King said seriously.

"I'm just a little doctor, and I'm still in the probation period. If you are really seriously ill, I can't cure you!"

Ye Qiu almost regretted it.

If he had known that he would be in such a situation, he would never come here.

The old man in front of him is a big boss in the Jiangzhou underground world. If he can't cure me, he might even die.

"I believe you can cure me." The Dragon King said.

Ye Qiu smiled bitterly and said, "You may not believe it if I tell you. I don't believe in myself."

"Xiao Ye, you are a young man. Young people should have confidence in themselves." The Dragon King then smiled and said, "Do you know why I came to you?"

Ye Qiu shook his head.

He felt very strange. Why did the Dragon King invite a nobody like him to treat him when there were so many famous doctors?

Could it be...

He has a brain disease?

The Dragon King seemed to have sensed what Ye Qiu was thinking and asked with a smile: "Do you think I have water in my brain?"

"I dare not."

"In fact, the main reason I invited you here is because when we met yesterday, you asked me if I was sick? Do you remember?"

"I remember."

Ye Qiu wanted to slap himself twice. If he had known this, he should not have been so mean yesterday.

The Dragon King said: "For nine years, I have visited famous doctors, but no one could tell that I was sick. Only you, you saw that I was sick after just one meeting. Therefore, I think you can cure my disease."

Ye Qiu smiled bitterly and said: "Dragon King, to be honest, I just said it casually yesterday..."

"You can tell that I am sick just by saying it casually, which shows that your medical skills are extraordinary."

Extraordinary shit!

If I were really that powerful, would I still be sent to the nursing station?

Ye Qiu made up his mind that this disease could not be cured.

Dragon King is not an ordinary person. Once there is a problem with the treatment, he may die without knowing how.

Although Ye Qiu's dream is to become the greatest doctor in the world, the premise is that he must be alive!

If he is dead, what dream can he talk about.

Thinking of this, Ye Qiu said: "Dragon King, you think too highly of me. I am just a small doctor on probation. Just today, I have been sent to the nursing station to be a nurse. Maybe in two days, I will leave the hospital. I really can't treat your disease. You should find someone else!"

"Are you... rejecting me?" The smile on Dragon King's face gradually disappeared.

Ye Qiu was silent.

Silence is tacit consent.

"Do you know what happened to those who rejected me in the past?"

"What happened?"

"Zhao Yun, tell him."

Zhao Yun looked at Ye Qiu and said, "I threw all those who rejected the Dragon King into the river to feed the fish."

Hiss——

Ye Qiu took a breath of cold air, his face turned pale with fear, and said, "Dragon King, don't scare me, I'm timid."

"I didn't scare you. No one has dared to refuse me for many years." The Dragon King stood with his hands behind his back, his back to Ye Qiu, and said, "I asked you to come here because I think you have the ability to cure me."

"As long as you can cure my disease, I can give you endless wealth and glory, and you can walk sideways in Jiangzhou from now on."

"If you can't cure me..."

The Dragon King's voice suddenly paused.

"If you can't cure me, will you kill me?" Ye Qiu asked nervously.

"Are you afraid of death?" The Dragon King asked suddenly.

"Yes."

Ye Qiu thought, as long as you are a person, you will be afraid of death!

"Since you are afraid of death, then do your best to cure me. Because I am afraid of death too."

After hearing what the Dragon King said, Ye Qiu knew that he had no way out. He had to treat the Dragon King.

Otherwise, his life would be in danger!

"Let me check your body first!" Ye Qiu said.

"Are you willing to treat me?" the Dragon King asked.

Nonsense, if I don't want to, I will die. How dare I not want to?

For the first time, Ye Qiu felt that being a doctor was a high-risk profession.

The Dragon King laughed and said, "Xiao Ye, are you scared?"

"No." Ye Qiu was stubborn.

The Dragon King laughed and said, "Zhao Yun didn't lie to you. Those who rejected me before were thrown into the river to feed the fish. However, none of those people were doctors."

Ye Qiu suddenly felt that he was being tricked.

The Dragon King said, "The people I killed were all people who deserved to be killed. Doctors save lives and heal the dying. Killing them will damage one's virtue."

"Dragon King, to be honest, I don't know anything about your condition, and I'm not sure if I can cure it." Ye Qiu said.

The Dragon King smiled and said, "Ye Qiu, if you try your best and still can't cure me, I won't blame you. It only means that my life is over and God wants to take me away."

"Then I will check your body now!"

"Okay!" The Dragon King sat down and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"Just listen to my arrangements." Ye Qiu said, staring at the Dragon King's face and observing it carefully.

Yesterday, when he saw the Dragon King, Ye Qiu had a hunch that the Dragon King was sick and very sick, but the Dragon King denied it at the time and he didn't look carefully.

After staring at the Dragon King for a while, Ye Qiu's brows gradually frowned.

The Dragon King's face was ruddy and his eyes were bright. Judging from his facial expression, he didn't look like a sick person at all. In fact, it gave people the illusion that the Dragon King was healthier than a normal person.

"Strange!" Ye Qiu muttered in his heart, and then said, "Dragon King, give me your right hand."

The Dragon King stretched out his right hand.

When Ye Qiu held the pulse of the Dragon King's right hand, he was shocked, as if he had held a piece of ice.

The Dragon King's arm was chilly, as if it had been frozen in a cold storage. A deep bone-marrow coldness penetrated the palm, and Ye Qiu couldn't help shivering.

He not only felt a little pity for the old man in front of him, but also didn't know how the Dragon King had survived all these years.

Close your eyes and carefully feel the pulse.

Ye Qiu found that the Dragon King's pulse was very stable, with no signs of illness at all.

Ye Qiu frowned again and said, "Dragon King, give me your left hand."

The Dragon King handed his left hand to Ye Qiu again.

The situation is completely opposite to the right hand.

The Dragon King's left hand is very hot, just like a piece of burning charcoal. When he holds it in his hand, his palm is burning.

Ye Qiu feels the pulse again.

Strangely, the Dragon King's pulse is still very stable, without any abnormality.

How could this happen?

"Xiao Ye, do you see anything?" The Dragon King asked with a smile.

"Let me think about it." Ye Qiu frowned, thinking for ten minutes, and suddenly said: "I know."

"What do you know?" The Dragon King asked anxiously.

"You are already terminally ill, and your life span is less than seven days!"