Transformed into Little Fubao, known as the Little Expert in Pitfalls

Chapter 196: Endocrine Disorders Due to No Girlfriend

Doctor Lin pushed open the door and went straight to the tablet. He looked at it solemnly for a few seconds, then took out three incense sticks from the cabinet behind him, lit them, bowed, and prayed silently in his heart.

Half an hour later, he reached into a nearby cabinet and fiddled with it, and suddenly—

"Sauce, sauce, sauce"

"Creaky... creaky", soon a secret door appeared on the wall behind the tablet.

Doctor Lin took two or three steps forward, turned the spirit tablet, and the secret door opened silently.

There was no loud noise, only a faint sound that seemed to float in the room.

First of all, when the secret door opened, rows of books came into view. The entire dark room was full of books, of all kinds, of all types, and varied.

Doctor Lin walked in as usual, and opened a box for sundries in an inconspicuous corner with ease. Inside were ancient books, records of rare and difficult diseases, types of diseases... books, and picture magazines.

Ancient books like the Xinhua Dictionary are thick and require a lot of effort to read.

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Two days passed quickly.

Doctor Lin lived up to expectations and found the cause of Fatty and the others' constant convulsions.

It is recorded in ancient books: According to legend, there was a special acupoint pressing technique in ancient times, which, when reached to a certain level, could render a person unconscious, like a controlled puppet; there was also another type of acupoint pressing technique created by a talented player, and the condition that resulted from being hit would be almost exactly the same as that of Fatty and the others now.

Every half hour, I would twitch and the pain was unbearable, but there was no cure.

After reading to the end, I found that there was no answer in the ancient books.

Of course, the book also specifically points out that unless the person who has the acupoints pressed can remove the acupoints, it is wishful thinking for others to do so.

Doctor Lin: “…………”

A fool's dream is nothing but wishful thinking.

Lin Jun: "Then there is no other solution?"

"Hehe..." Doctor Lin laughed dryly and said coldly but realistically: "He won't die... The best solution is to ignore it."

After saying that, he left without looking back. He was going to sleep. He had been enduring for two days and his body couldn't take it anymore.

There's no comparison with young people.

"Boss, should we still care about them?" Xiao Zhang and policeman Lin Junlin were the only ones left there. While Xiao Zhang was waiting for the boss's instructions, he glanced at the fat man and the others who were twitching constantly.

"Didn't you hear what Doctor Lin said? If he's not going to die, don't worry about it," Lin Jun said.

"Oh... okay, okay." Xiao Zhang nodded in agreement.

Lin Jun turned around and looked at the miserable state of Fatty and the others. There was no expression on his face, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or unhappy, but he thought silently in his heart, "They deserved it."

Xiao Zhang has followed the boss Lin Jun for two years. Now that he knows that the boss is relaxed, he is also happy. That’s enough!

Over here, Yingbao and his friends are at their home in the county, happily eating scrambled eggs, spicy and sour potato shreds, and braised pork with rice. The food is so delicious, which is in stark contrast to the fat guy and the others who are locked up in the police station.

"Awoo..." Little Mingchen was very satisfied with the meal, his mouth was full of oil, and his belly was round and shiny.

Yingbao also ate with relish. I really couldn't understand why Brother Jesse kept nagging her every day at that time. Was it because he didn't eat well, or didn't sleep well, or maybe it was because he had endocrine disorders because he didn't have a girlfriend.