He scratched his messy hair, every pore of his scalp trembling with sweat and itching, and a look of horror on his face.
He couldn't remember all of his memories, but even the fragments made him feel like his heart had fallen into the depths of ice, and his whole body had fallen into an ice cave. it was cold
"I...must be sick." Ji Jian hurriedly got up from the ground, entered the clinic number on her mobile phone, made an appointment, and hurried to see the doctor.
Young Ji Jian, who has a modern excellent salary, has a good concept of health. That is, he is afraid of death... If he feels unwell, he immediately goes to the doctor. Even if the King of Heaven es, he cannot prevent you from seeing a doctor.
Ji Jian made an appointment at the internal medicine department and randomly called the vice director. Almost all of the other doctors' appointments were early in the morning, so I was only able to make appointments when I had time. In any case, as long as you can get a consultation on the same day, you should be fine.
An hour later, the preliminary results of Ji Jian's consultation were released.
Mr. Zeng, a Chinese medicine doctor with a gray beard, examined Ji Jian's pulse with a curious look on his face. Time and space in the entire examination room seemed to freeze.
Ji Jian looked anxiously at the old Chinese medicine doctor, her back was wet with sweat, and she hesitated to speak, wanting to listen but not daring to ask.
Mr. Zeng, the old herbalist, looked at Jijiang from the side, without any emotion on his face. Then he bowed his head thoughtfully. After a while, he looked at Ji Jiang and said seriously. "are you married?"
"......no."
"Have you ever talked about your girlfriend?"
Ji Jian's face changed dramatically, "...Doctor, is there something wrong with my kidneys?"
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