I have heard many people say that all Chinese medicine is a lie, and these things are more fake than the other. Fang Rui always believed that Chinese medicine will be very powerful, but it is too much for people who deceive people under the banner of Chinese medicine. There are too many, really too many, and the reputation of Chinese medicine has been ruined.

In fact, many people are willing to believe that their country’s culture is the most powerful, but they can’t resist all the bombings shown. There is no way. The thing that was abandoned and spurned is now actually in Fang Rui’s hands. That's really comfortable!

"Let's take a look at your level today. It would be good to give some pointers." Fang Rui sat in the hall, watching people coming and going comfortably.

In fact, many of these people are people who don't have any major problems, but since it's free, it's free anyway. It's still a master's shot. It's very good to see if you have any diseases.

However, among the crowd, Fang Rui suddenly saw a strong-looking old man, dressed in white silk casual clothes, silver-white trousers, said to be trousers, Fang Rui was more willing to believe that they were pajamas, because they really looked Like pajamas.

In fact, it is pajamas. This old man is a patient in this hospital. He has lived here for half a year. He is terminally ill, but he still hasn't given up treatment. Many people in the family advise him to cherish himself in the last time. For his life, he went out for recreation, but the old man was unwilling to stay in the hospital for treatment.

Fang Rui walked over in silence and sat next to the old man.

"Cancer?" Fang Rui said casually, then patted the old man on the shoulder, "It's late stage, right?"

The old man felt that someone patted his shoulder. He didn't eat chicken too much. Instead, he looked at Fang Rui with a smile, "Young man, are you good at medical skills, can you tell?"

Although cancer is terminally ill, the old man did not show anything wrong, and it is difficult to see this thing.

"This has been delayed for a few years?" Fang Rui said with a smile looking at the old man's face, but this old man could only see Fang Rui's teeth, and all of them were blocked by the **** hat. You can Imagine the clothes in Assassin's Creed at this moment, just like that.

"Yeah, it's been a few years. If you find out that there is still some help, now, hey~ it will be a day!" The old man sighed and slowly slumped on the chair.

"I am also a good athlete for quite a few years. It's a pity. Otherwise, I can still get a medal for an elderly athlete back. Hey~ Why do you think there is a disease in this world?" The old man stared at the ceiling staringly.

"All things are to life, and life is to all things. Not only we are life, but these diseases are also life. When we look for a place suitable for survival, we destroy the ecological environment and the balance of the earth."

"Like a disease, he lurks in a person's body and disrupts the person's body balance. Until the end, the person dies, and then the virus begins to find the next host, or it will die." Fang Rui murmured. It is his own perception.

"So, sickness is just one kind of life's response to another kind of life. It is not necessarily a bad thing, nor is it necessarily a good thing."

Fang Rui said, the old man's eyes were getting brighter.

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