Sang Mu nodded and said, "Master, wise! Then let's go to Putian?"

Gemu said: "It's a must! Let's go immediately, wait until my feet are ready, hum..."

Sang Mu nodded, followed the navigation route with Gemu on his back, and ran away.

Putian Hospital.

When Sangmu arrived at the hospital, the registered doctor asked: "Is it an expert or an emergency department?"

"Expert, want the best one." Sang Mu shouted honestly.

The other party's eyes lit up and he immediately opened an expert number: "Go."

"Doctor, my master has a foot injury, not a heart." Sang Mu said.

"It's all the same, it's all the same, just take the number and go there." The registered person waved his hand to drive away the people.

Sang Mu had no choice but to carry Gemu to the third floor. He found the so-called cardiac expert. As soon as he entered the door, the expert said, "I'm injured in my foot!"

Sang Mu said: "Ah..."

The expert said: "Then you'll be right to look for me. First, go for an MRI and a full body examination. Then do an EEG and an EKG. When you finish it, you will come back."

Gemu shouted, "You haven't seen my injury yet, so let me go for a checkup?"

"Are you a doctor or I a doctor? I told you, I'm for your own good. When you arrive at the hospital, I must help you with a comprehensive examination to determine where your problem lies. If you only treat the symptoms and not the root cause, it is not a good doctor, it is a bastard who fools you money." The expert said righteously.

Gemu said: "I just want to know, what does it have to do with my heart if my foot is injured?"

The expert said: "It's very simple. If you have injured your foot, what are you most afraid of? Are you dying from bleeding?"

Gemu nodded.

The expert said: "Where does the power of blood flow come from? Isn't it the heart? I'm starting with the roots to help you... You don't know our medical skills at first glance. Our seven thousand years of cultural heritage are not something you can understand. In short, it's right to listen to me. Our credibility can be checked for hundreds of poisons. It's absolutely first-class, not comparable to those second-rate public hospitals. Our technology is even more top-notch, and any one has won awards internationally, so you can rest assured."

Gemu was stunned... In the end, he got a wheelchair, and Sangmu pushed him to pay the money and was about to do a check.

But when they left, they vaguely heard the expert calling just now, as if saying: "Don't urge, don't urge, just come to business.

Isn’t it just about planting rice? I went back to plant rice for two days late, and it was nothing.

By the way, when you feed the two pigs at home, feed less oil and more wild vegetables. Well, okay, stop talking, I have to treat people...

What do I don’t understand? I have been here for more than a month, and I haven’t had any surgery on anyone, and I haven’t had any surgery on pigs yet?

Isn’t Ma Laoer not even? Are you also an expert now?

Okay, just feed the pigs with peace of mind and plant rice when I go back!"

Gemu gradually became turbid due to excessive bleeding, and his brain was already turbid, and he couldn't hear or remember many things. However, he knew one thing, that was, watching his feet bleeding throughout the whole process, from the first floor to the third floor, from the third floor to the first floor, and from the first floor to the black floor, he ran back and forth several times. After doing all the examinations he could do, he finally lay on the operating bed.

"Sir, get ready, I'm going to give you anesthetics." The expert said wearing a mask.

Gemu's face was pale and said weakly: "Okay..."

Then he saw the doctor give him an anesthetic tube, and then his mind became more confused. He seemed to hear someone saying, "How to treat it?"

"Just wrap your feet with him, but this thing doesn't make money. You have to cut some meat for him and tell the boy outside that he had discovered a tumor, which would cost a lot of money."

"It's easy to cut meat, but the problem is that it's not easy to start with, there are no hemorrhoids."

"Don't have hemorrhoids? That's easy to deal with. Isn't it done after cutting his appendix? Anyway, they don't know what it is. We just said there was a tumor in the appendix, so we cut it together."

"Yes! That's it!"

...

Then Sang Mu saw a doctor coming out of the operating room in a hurry: "Your master has a tumor in his body, do you know?"
Chapter completed!