He said slowly, "So is the young master suffering from chronic poisoning, or is it a congenital disease?"
These words immediately solidified the already relaxed atmosphere.
Pharmacist Xiahou glared at Tan Taihai fiercely and sneered, "What do you think? I can't even diagnose chronic poisoning?"
Seeing his stubbornness, Su Luo couldn't help but chuckle and shake her head, "Old Master Xiahou can actually make mistakes sometimes. This is clearly chronic poisoning, how can it be a sequelae of the evil light?"
"It's the aftereffect of the evil light!" Old Master Xiahou insisted stubbornly.
"It's obviously chronic poisoning." Su Luo sneered.
"It's the aftereffect of the evil light!" Grandpa Xiahou insisted!
"Chronic poisoning!"
"Evil Light Sequelae!"
…
In the end, the two words that kept ringing in everyone's ears were chronic poisoning and evil light sequelae. Everyone's ears were sore from hearing them, but the two were still arguing.
"Hmph, you little girl are talking nonsense, saying something like chronic poisoning. What evidence do you have?" Old Master Xiahou sneered.
Su Luo's gaze swept across the crowd.
She knew very well that Old Master Xiahou simply did not believe in her ability.
Soon, Su Luo's eyes fell on a person.
That person was none other than the Chief.
Su Luo's cold gaze was like a sharp sword, staring straight at the chief.
The chief felt a little uneasy when Su Luo looked at him.
He coughed lightly and said, "The little girl has something to say."
Su Luo nodded: "But, this is not easy to say."
The chief stroked his chin and laughed heartily. "Little girl, feel free to speak up. I won't take it personally. Come on, speak up."
"Then I'll tell you, Chief, please don't be angry with me." Su Luo looked at him with a smile, her eyes rolling around, as cunning as a snow-white little fox.
"How can that be? Tell me quickly." The chief urged.
The less Su Luo said, the more curious he became.
Su Luo nodded, without any prelude, and said shockingly: "You are sick."
The chief's face immediately turned ugly because Su Luo started cursing.
The chief looked at Nangong Liuyun with a gloomy look. He hoped that Nangong Liuyun could give him an explanation for this matter.
But Nangong Liuyun was known as "Protector Su Bao" and was the one who took the most care of his precious Luo Luo. How could he criticize her? Instead, he would play with her and let her have fun.
Nangong Liuyun crossed his arms, a smile blooming on his handsome face. He looked at Su Luo with a smile: "Why did the chief suddenly become ill?"
Su Luo explained seriously, "It's not that he got sick suddenly. The chief has been sick for a long time."
"You!" The chief's breath was choked in his throat, and his face turned red, but he couldn't get angry.
Su Luo cast a compassionate gaze at the chief and said calmly, "Chief, I'm not scolding you. You really are ill, but you don't know it."
The chief was immediately amused by Su Luo. He sneered several times, with strong sarcasm in his eyes.
Pharmacist Xiahou was furious: "You little brat, you're talking nonsense! I check the chief's pulse and diagnose him every month!"
Pharmacist Xiahou pounded his chest loudly, his voice resolute and resounding, "I guarantee with my life that the chieftain is in excellent health. There's absolutely no problem at all!"
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