chapter 847 You are sick

Dennis Buchanan sneered, "It seems that you have a problem with our doctor?" Gao Zhiwen smiled faintly, with a hint of contempt on his face. "I can't talk about opinions, but I just think it's useless. What else can you do without the instrument? Could it be that we sit here and eat face to face, and you can tell me what the disease is? Hahaha, isn't that a joke hahaha... ..." Qin Jundao, "Of course I can see what's wrong with you, and I don't even need to take a pulse." Dennis Buchanan pointed...