Obviously, the man is not ill at present. If he is not sick, he is also obese. If he is fat like this, he may be seriously ill in two years.

She looked at the middle-aged man in front of her, and said in a low voice: "your chest is stuffy when you sleep, because there is too much meat on your body and too much pressure on your five internal organs, which leads to poor breathing. At present, there is no problem. But if you continue to overeat and drink, you will be very ill for two years or at most, and then you will regret it!"

The middle-aged man looks embarrassed and begins to regret that he just didn't leave. Why should he sit down? If he leaves, he doesn't need to hear this sentence. How can he live in the future? Every time I eat meat, I think of her words. How can he drink and eat meat happily?

He doesn't agree!

"As you say, I'm a little fatter than others, and I don't even have the right to eat?" After all, the middle-aged man is not just that young man. His face is much thicker than that young man.

"Not every fat man has asthma like you, and not every fat man is as rich as you. You can enjoy endless wealth without moving a finger. However, this is the root of all diseases. If you don't listen to the advice, you will get sick. Don't blame the injustice of the world."

"Hum, I don't believe it. I was born like this. I haven't been sick for 38 years. When you see it, it turns into obesity? Is it funny or not? I don't think you're a doctor, a quack! "

The more the middle-aged man said, the more excited he was, the more he wanted Qi Rongyue's little hand to put on his wrist, to feel what it was like to touch his delicate skin. But who knows, people don't move their fingers at all, just look at him, and then come to this conclusion. Can he take it? Of course not.

Qi Rongyue was scolded as a quack by him, but he was not angry. His face was still light: "since you don't believe me, you still go your own way. When I don't say anything, I don't accept your diagnosis money. But if there is any discomfort in the future, please don't come to Rongyu hall. There are many medical centers in the city, you can go there."

The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "just like I want to!" He flung his sleeve away, furious.

And this is exactly what Qi Rongyue wants. Such a person is not good at heart and full of lust. She doesn't want to see her again.

However, for his symptoms, she did not exaggerate, or even say it was leisurely. He didn't believe it, and only himself would suffer.

After the middle-aged man left, there were several young men who had the brand in their hands and the number was near. They silently returned the brand to the counter and left in a gray way. They were not sick at all. They came here with the attitude of being close to Fangze. They spent one or two silver to get the number plate. Now it seems that it's a white flower. People don't need to feel their pulse when they see a doctor. If you are sick or not, they will do it at a glance It can be seen that they are such a mixture of people who are very guilty. If they want to have a little face, they are naturally embarrassed to come forward and look for scolding.

The originally bustling Rongyu hall soon became cold again. There are many people waiting for a doctor, and many people watching. Now there are fewer people waiting for a doctor. There is no bustle to see when you see a doctor, so it will be gone.

Towards noon, the last patient was finally sent away by Rongyu hall.

Qi Rongyue saw that there was no outsider in the hall, so he got up to move his muscles and bones. After sitting all day, his back was stiff.