Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

Professor Bai nodded in response to Old Hu's question. "It's strange. The symptoms on the surface are similar to cold and fever. The patient has a low fever of about 38 degrees every day. His appetite is weak, but normal life doesn't affect him. At first, he thought it was an ordinary influenza. However, after prescribing the medicine, he did not get any better. In the end, he chose to inject it into his veins. However, after three days of medicine, he still did not get better. Only then did he realize the problem."    

"He didn't get better? Is there any illness or any other symptoms?" Elder Liu frowned and asked.    

"There is no disease, and there is no aggravation. It is just that it is very strange. Although it's a small illness, it's not painful. The patient can endure it, and the test has already tested it. There is nothing special about it, just like the influenza. It is not just us. After switching to most of the hospitals in Imperial, not a single one of them could cure him. " Senior White shook his head. When he mentioned this matter, he felt that it was strange." Also, the patient said that he would dream every night. It has been a month, and the dream he dreams of has directly become a television series. He can still remember it clearly. "    

"Is it a mental issue?" Elder Liu made a guess.    

"Old Liu, we have already made a guess and checked it out. There was no result or clue. No matter who it was, no one could figure out what was going on. " Senior White shook his head. He was extremely helpless. "That's why we decided to do it directly at this social meeting. This small problem that we couldn't solve all this time has really hurt our brains."    

"This small problem can make all of you helpless. It's not a big problem at all." Elder Zeng sighed with emotion and fell into deep thought. Since all the professors in Imperial were helpless, this meant that... Regardless of whether it was TCM or Western medicine, they had already gone through the world and had no results.    

"So, let's see what these foreigners and Godly Doctor Wu have in mind." Elder Bai sighed. "It's just that these few years, Old Godly Doctor has not taken any action. Otherwise... We have already found Old Godly Doctor a long time ago."    

Soon, everyone in the hall began to communicate with each other. At the beginning of the social meeting, it was usually these people who were familiar with each other. Or experts in various fields would spontaneously exchange their insights. After a period of interaction, only then would the questions and questions of the various parties enter into the time when they would answer each other's questions.    

This time, it was different. Almost all the doctors present started to discuss the patient's condition at this time.    

"Cough cough, I believe everyone already knows one of the purposes of this exchange meeting." Ann Weijie saw that everyone was talking enthusiastically and then looked at the person who was eating alone at the other side. Wu Lai, who occasionally spaced out, picked up the microphone.    

As he spoke, the voices in the hall gradually became softer and looked at him.    

"I'll get straight to the point. We've already invited this patient over. Mr. Xiao, who has been troubled by his illness for an entire month." Following Ann Weijie's words, a man with a weak figure walked in. His footsteps were weak and his breathing was heavy. It could be seen that... He's in a very bad condition.    

Wu Lai raised his eyebrows and looked at Mr. Xiao. The corner of his mouth had a faint smile. Just now, he was still thinking that he hoped that it would not be something boring. Now, it seemed that he could not be bored anymore.