The Strongest Immortal Cultivator In City

Zeng Rourou's condition was really too strange. She had never seen it with her own eyes. It was very difficult to make a correct judgment based on other people's descriptions. Therefore, Yang Jingtian felt that he had to figure out what was going on now.    

    

Especially when it came to psychological reactions or physiological reactions, he had to figure it out. Otherwise, he wouldn't know where to start the treatment.    

    

If it was necessary, he had to see Zeng Rourou's condition right now. Only then could he be more confident.    

    

According to Yang Jingtian's request, Zeng Rourou had added a small dose of sleeping medicine into her food during lunch. Without realizing it, she quickly fell asleep after lunch.    

    

Yang Jingtian and Tang Guosheng went to Zeng Rourou's room. She slept sweetly on the bed.    

    

Yang Jingtian's footsteps were very light. He stood at the door and called out twice to see if Zeng Rourou was really sleeping well. After testing twice and finding out that she was really asleep, he brought Tang Guosheng into the room.    

    

When they arrived at the bedside, Zeng Rourou's mother still had a look of worry on her face.    

    

"Godly doctor, can you not touch it? It's better not to touch it. Once the illness occurs, the child will have to be tortured for a week. There is no medicine that can be used, so he can only endure it. "    

    

"Okay. " Yang Jingtian grabbed Zeng Rourou's arm and took her pulse again.    

    

Zeng Rourou's mother was speechless. "    

    

You child, you clearly wanted to touch her, what did you promise me to do?    

    

Separating the glass and personally holding the wrist were two completely different concepts. Although to Yang Jingtian, there was not much difference. However, he did not dare to be careless about this kind of illness because it was too special. Any wrong judgment could cause Zeng Rourou's condition to worsen.    

    

After taking her pulse, Yang Jingtian put Zeng Rourou's arm back under the blanket and got up to walk out of the room.    

    

When he returned to the front yard, Zeng Zizhi hurriedly asked, "Godly doctor, how is Rou Rou's condition? Will there be a chance for her to recover?"    

    

"Mayor Zeng, to tell you the truth. This is the first time I've seen such a condition. From the looks of my gentle pulse, There is indeed some hidden illness in her body. But as to whether or not it causes her illness, it is not easy to make a decision. There was still a need for further testing. If you don't mind, I want Rou Rou to suffer from an illness once. "    

    

Yang Jingtian's words made Zeng Zizhi and his wife feel awkward.    

    

It should be known that Zeng Rourou's condition when she fell ill was really worrying. Furthermore, every time she fell ill, it would take a week's time for her to recover. It was not easy to eat and sleep well. Although she could not avoid walking now, after all, there were too many men outside. She couldn't avoid contact. But at least in this special place, Zeng Rourou could still live a normal life. She did not have to worry about getting sick.    

    

However, Zeng Zizhi also knew that doctors also needed to know the actual situation of the patient when they saw a doctor. It could be said that Zeng Rourou was a good person now. At least from the outside, she looked like a normal person. How should he diagnose her?    

    

Of course, the reason Zeng Zizhi and his wife could not make a decision was that they did not know if Yang Jingtian could be cured. If he could, then it was worth it to suffer a little. But if it was the same as before, suffering for nothing, then it would be meaningless.    

    

Yang Jingtian also saw the concerns of the two husband and wife, and directly said, "I said this only to inform you guys, because I have already touched Rou Rou just now, could it be that I have forgotten? Although it may not be an illness, you have to be mentally prepared. Even if it is, I may not be able to treat it. "    

    

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Yang Jingtian felt that it was better for him to let Zeng Zizhi and his wife be mentally prepared.    

    

"Madam, when Rou Rou wakes up later, you don't need to say anything first. If she doesn't have any reaction after an hour, you can tell her the truth. Tell her as much as you can. Where have I touched? Wait. "    

    

" Okay. But what happened after that?"    

    

"There is no 'then'. Right now, I want to know if she will get sick under these circumstances. "    

    

Zeng Rourou was touched by a man without knowing anything. Would she get sick? Because she did not have any sensory stimulation to send back to her brain. In theory, She should not have any reaction. Of course, if it was because of her skin allergic reaction, Then there's a possibility of an illness. There was also another situation where nothing had happened at all. However, when Zeng Rourou knew what had happened, she would get sick. That could be a psychological cause.    

    

Without seeing the appearance of the illness with his own eyes, it was not easy for Yang Jingtian to determine what exactly was going on. Zeng Rourou currently had a lesion in her body, and it was also very serious. However, it should not be the main cause of her illness.    

    

Two hours later, Zeng Rourou finally woke up. To everyone's surprise, she was really fine.    

    

Standing outside the window, Zeng Zizhi could not believe that Zeng Rourou did not have any reaction after being touched by a man. This had never happened before.    

    

"Godly doctor, you are so godly. Rou Rou is fine. " Zeng Zizhi said excitedly.    

    

Yang Jingtian, as a doctor, was not as optimistic as Zeng Zizhi. On the contrary, he felt that it was even harder to treat her.    

    

It was physiological and easy to treat, but psychologically, it was not that easy.    

    

"Madam, you go and tell Rou Rou what happened just now!"    

    

"Do you really want to tell her?"    

    

"If you want to treat Rou Rou, this process cannot be reduced. Go! Even if Rou Rou gets sick, I have ways to control it. Go!"    

    

Things were originally very simple. They could be explained in a few words. However, Yang Jingtian demanded that not a single detail could be missed. The purpose of doing so was to let Zeng Rourou feel the atmosphere at that time, as if she had experienced it personally.    

    

It took nearly half an hour for something that could be explained with just a few words.    

    

Throughout the entire process, Yang Jingtian stood outside the window and stared at Zeng Rourou on the bed. He did not want to miss out on any details.    

    

As the plot progressed, Zeng Rourou's face revealed an uncomfortable expression. When she saw Yang Jingtian standing outside the window, she immediately felt uncomfortable on her arm.    

    

Zeng Rourou had fallen ill without any warning.    

    

Seeing this situation, Yang Jingtian did not mind staying outside the window. He immediately brought Tang Guosheng into the room.    

    

"Don't come over. " Zeng Rourou covered her face with her hand. She could see that there were red, flat lumps on her wrist.    

    

What was surprising was that the red lumps kept spreading to other parts of her body at a speed that could be seen by the eyes.    

    

Zeng Rourou did not want outsiders to see her turning into a monster, but the uncontrollable itch on her body quickly made her forget everything. It was a place where she kept using her hands to scratch.    

    

She was worried that Zeng Rourou would hurt herself. So her nails would be cut off as soon as it was a little bit. Even so, there were countless scratches on her arms and other parts of her body.    

    

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