110: C110 You Are Sick

C110 You Are Sick

"Alright, enough is enough. Don't scare the little girl." At this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed Brother Yang's hand and Yang Tao said.

"Damn. Who are you? You dare to interfere with my business? Do you know who I am?" The baldy was displeased to see someone coming to obstruct him.

"I am a student of Huahai University and these three are my classmates, so I advise you to quickly leave this place." Yang Tao asked.

"Fuck, no one dares to talk to me, Barehead Xiang, like that. I look down on you guys the most, who do you think you are?" The baldy said with an unhappy expression.

"The baldy is strong? "Pfft, haha, this name is really too unique. Big Bear, second place, who do you think you are?" Hearing that, Yang Tao couldn't help but laugh. Even Soong Jia and the others couldn't hold back their laughter.

"It's Barehead Xiang, not the baldy. Pay attention to your pronunciation." Barehead Xiang corrected.

"There doesn't seem to be any difference." Yang Tao said.

"Of course there's a difference. Whether you're lucky or not, why the hell would I explain so much to you? If you know what's good for you, then hurry up and scram. Otherwise …" "Hmph." Barehead Xiang threatened.

"Otherwise what?" Yang Tao asked.

"Why don't we give you a beating? If we lose an arm or a leg, don't blame us." Barehead Xiang clenched his fist and said.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful." Yang Tao suddenly said.

"What is so pitiful? Don't lie to me. It's useless for me to tell you." Barehead Xiang said.

"Sigh, to be so seriously ill yet not knowing, you still have the nerve to put on airs here." Yang Tao shook his head and said.

"What do you mean, you're sick?" Barehead Xiang said.

"You're very sick, it's just that you don't know about it. By the time you discover it, it'll be too late. By then, even the deities wouldn't be able to save you." Yang Tao said.

"Fuck, who the hell are you fooling? Do you think you're a genius doctor? You can see anything just by looking at you." Barehead Xiang obviously didn't believe it.

"Since you don't believe me, you can listen to my words and do a few movements. Naturally, you'll know." Yang Tao said.

"Just do it, who's afraid of who. If I'm fine, then I'll beat you until you can't be saved." Barehead Xiang said.

"Alright, take a deep breath first, and hold your breath for fifteen seconds."

Barehead Xiang took a deep breath and started to hold his breath. After holding it in for 15 seconds, Yang Tao continued.

"Heavy hammer blows on my right chest."

Barehead Xiang did as he was told and hit his chest twice.

"Then press down on the middle of the shanzhong acupoint, the middle part of the chest, and hold it down. Breathe out the air and breathe normally."

Yang Tao continued to command, and Barehead Xiang followed suit.

"Finally, press down on the Dantian's position, which is about three centimeters below the navel, and press down hard without letting go."

Barehead Xiang pressed the position of his Dantian, pressed it for a while and said, "I don't feel anything, you brat, sure enough, are lying to me."

"Is that so?" The corner of Yang Tao's mouth lifted up. As soon as he finished his words, Barehead Xiang's body suddenly trembled and beads of sweat started to appear on his forehead. His face was completely pale, even his lips were drained of color, and he fell to the ground, rolling around while clutching his stomach.

Everyone else was dumbfounded. What was going on? Why did a person who was still fine a moment ago suddenly become like this? Was there really something wrong with him?

"Big Brother, Big Brother, Godly Doctor, hurry up and save me, it hurts like hell." Barehead Xiang started to beg for mercy.

"You don't believe me when I say you're sick, but do you believe me now?" Yang Tao squatted on the floor and said with a smile.

"I do. Hurry up and save me. I know I was wrong. I'm sick, I'm sick." Barehead Xiang quickly admitted that he was sick.2

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