Lu Ming first carefully recalled his entire operation process, confirming that his medical skills were flawless. He then squatted down and conducted a thorough examination of Yang Guirong, ensuring he had not misjudged Yang Guirong's condition or physical state.
Everything was correct, no issues, so why was Yang Guirong still convulsing?
There was something wrong here.
When all your conditions are met, the answer you get, no matter how unreasonable, must be the correct answer. Believe it!
Lu Ming stared at Yang Guirong, with only one word in his mind: Faking!
There were no problems with the diagnosis, and Lu Ming's actions were also correct. This could only mean one thing: Yang Guirong was faking his illness.
He never expected there to be someone working for Wu Lingxuan among the patients.
Wu Lingxuan's schemes were truly far-reaching.
Ordinary people couldn't possibly consider so much, think so far ahead, and even if they did, it would be difficult to make arrangements so early.
But Wu Lingxuan had managed it.
No wonder.
No wonder Wu Lingxuan, despite committing so many wicked deeds, could maintain her reputation as a "living Bodhisattva" for so many years. It turned out she relied on this: planning ahead.
If you think enough, anticipate what others don't, you can secure victory.
Since Lu Ming arrived in Mist City, this was the first time he felt a shiver down his spine. He sensed the terrifying nature of Wu Lingxuan and knew she would undoubtedly be the most formidable opponent he had encountered in Mist City, without exception!
"It hurts a lot, doesn't it?" Lu Ming looked at Yang Guirong lying on the ground and said, "Where exactly does it hurt? Tell me."
Yang Guirong began to bluster and deceive.
One moment his liver hurt, the next his lungs felt uncomfortable, then he felt a sore throat. In short, he complained of pain all over his body, without any specific complaint.
Lu Ming knew he was faking, but he couldn't say it.
If he accused him of faking, where was the evidence? To accuse someone of faking without proof would be baseless slander and would only attract more criticism.
While groaning in pain, Yang Guirong cursed, "Lu Ming, you damn bastard, why don't you just die! You said you could guarantee to cure my illness and also help me cure other ailments, hehe, is this how you treat patients? Now I have no other requests for you, just send me to the emergency room quickly and let professional doctors and nurses treat me, and I'll thank you for it."
This statement completely negated Lu Ming's medical skills.
If there was one person who doubted, there would surely be a second, and a third. Gradually, the crowd also began to doubt Lu Ming's medical skills, even thinking that Lu Ming had been playing tricks on them from the beginning!
"There's something wrong, this Lu Ming is a big problem."
"Why can he cure people's illnesses so easily? And treat five people at once, it's miraculous, I've long suspected something was wrong."
"In my opinion, he's just a charlatan, incompetent, putting on a show!"
"That old man he cured earlier, they probably paid him to act, right?!"
"That makes sense. Now that you put it that way, it all adds up. Lu Ming, this scoundrel, has deceived all of us. You bastard, get out of the hospital!"
The belief in Lu Ming's medical skills, which he had painstakingly built, was easily shattered.
People are like this.
You can't call them fickle, you can only say their ability to distinguish right from wrong needs improvement.
However, not everyone denied Lu Ming.
The doctors believed Lu Ming possessed true skill.
Because the elderly man who had been pronounced dead earlier was personally declared so by the doctors and had undergone rigorous testing by the hospital's precision instruments. In such a situation, Lu Ming was still able to achieve a complete reversal, which was enough to demonstrate Lu Ming's prowess.
Therefore, the doctors had unwavering faith in Lu Ming's medical skills.
The doctor glanced at Yang Guirong on the ground, walked over, and examined him. After the examination, he was greatly startled.
The doctor stared blankly at Yang Guirong and said, "Your body is very healthy, even healthier than mine, not a single problem. How dare you lie here pretending to be dead?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Guirong became even more agitated.
He wailed and roared on the ground, "There's no justice! What kind of black-hearted hospital is this? Doctors colluding to harm us patients, is there anyone to uphold justice for me? You can't bully people like this."
Bullying people?
The doctor was so angry he almost died, wishing he could slap him twice.
At this moment, the doctor also realized that this guy was here to cause trouble, purely to make things difficult for Lu Ming!
The doctor stood up and said to everyone present, "Everyone, please do not be deceived by Yang Guirong's lies. Think with your own minds, Lu Ming just saw so many patients, were they not all cured? Why is there suddenly a problem with Yang Guirong?"
Upon hearing this, everyone seemed to recall, but it was true!
Lu Ming wasn't just treating Yang Guirong.
He had treated so many patients earlier, and they were all cured. Everyone praised Lu Ming's medical skills to the skies. Why was there a problem only when it came to Yang Guirong?
Someone said, "Yang Guirong, are you really sick or pretending? Are you trying to extort money? I'm telling you, one shouldn't be too greedy. The Su family has already done everything they can, and you're still acting like this, don't you feel ashamed?"
In fact, by this point, everyone had figured it out.
However.
The Su family's initial promise was to cure all the patients, leaving no one behind!
This naturally included curing Yang Guirong.
Therefore, as long as Yang Guirong continued to pretend to be sick, it wouldn't be considered a complete cure.
Lu Ming looked at Yang Guirong and pondered for a moment.
"You want to be cured, right?"
"It's not difficult."
"I'll take an X-ray for you first, and I guarantee you'll be cured immediately."
Saying this, Lu Ming took out his phone and took a picture of Yang Guirong.
Yang Guirong was completely bewildered and asked, "What do you mean? Is this how you take an X-ray? You just took a picture of me! I said you're a quack, and now you've confessed yourself!"
Lu Ming ignored him. Instead, he sent the photo to the Dragon King along with a message: Within ten minutes, investigate all of this man's wrongdoings.
"Alright."
Lu Ming sat down again, looking at Yang Guirong nonchalantly, tapping his fingers on the table as he spoke, "Wait patiently for 10 minutes, and all your illnesses will be cured."
Yang Guirong was stunned. "No, are you treating me like an idiot? You just took a photo, did nothing, and you can cure my illness? Lu Ming, are you brainless or am I?"
Lu Ming chuckled and said nothing.
Ten minutes passed quickly.
With a 'ding,' Lu Ming received a text message from the Dragon King. He opened it and found it was full of Yang Guirong's negative information.
"Heh heh, the special medicine is here!"