Chapter 26 I Will Be A Drug Boy For Mr Qin

• A few people said a few words, putting Dennis into a low profile. It was as if Donald was a high-ranking teacher, and Dennis was a student who bowed his head and wanted to ask for advice. Dennis sneered, "Ask you. You haven't cured your illness; how can you teach others?" After the words fell, Donald's face changed slightly. "What do you mean, you say something is wrong with me?" Mars also sneered, "It's shameless, the miracle Dr. Kennedy is known as the expert of Leonard in our provincial capital. How dare you say that the miracle doctor is sick? I think you are crazy!" Although it is said that a doctor cannot heal himself, that is an old saying. Now that medical conditions are so advanced, as long as a doctor is skilled, he has no problem seeing a doctor.
• How can such a formidable expert as Dr. Kennedy be sick? Dennis looked Donald up and down and said. "Syndrome of inability to clear the orifices, it is passed on from female to male, and it has no symptoms in men, and it is no different from healthy people, but it may not be the case in women. I don't know if this Dr. Kennedy has a daughter..." Hearing this, Donald's expression changed drastically. "How do you know this!" Even he could barely deduce such advanced medical skills after looking up many ancient books and understanding them in many ways. But because there was no clinical experience, this theory could not be widely promoted. As for Dennis, he summarized all his research results in a few words, and what he said was highly accurate and concise, which even made him suddenly enlightened. In particular, the sentence of passing on the female but not the male solved his doubts for many years. But... How could he know this at such a young age? Dennis didn't answer. He learned all his medical skills from his expert.
• As for who the expert learned from, he didn't know. Donald became agitated, fixed his eyes on Dennis, and said, after a few seconds. "I have a son and a daughter under my knees. The son is healthy and has no symptoms." "But my daughter is sixteen this year, often dizzy, paralyzed half of her body, and a few times when crossing the road, her right leg suddenly failed, and she lay directly on the ground, almost causing a catastrophe." Dennis murmured, "Sixteen years old... She needs time to be cured." Hearing Dennis's words, Donald's complexion changed drastically as if a stormy sea was set off in his heart. He was overjoyed. He stepped forward, bowed his waist, and saluted respectfully in front of Dennis.