God-Tier Like System

Chapter 482 Anywhere Is Suitable For Signing

The few nurses beside him were stunned by his words. Nowadays, patients are like this, and yet you're asking me to stay away from the patient. Aren't you still treating the patient? The nurses and doctors were all confused when they heard Christopher Yard's words. Just as they were about to ignore him, the dean beside them suddenly shouted, "Listen to Divine Doctor Yard! If you don't want any trouble, leave now!" Upon hearing the dean's words, the nurses didn't dare to say anything. They looked at Christopher Yard in astonishment, then glanced at him as he suddenly shouted, and quickly left the ward. "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" In the instant that these people left the patient, Christopher Yard hurriedly took out a few silver needles and quickly inserted them into certain acupoints of the patient. The patients groaned, and their trembling subsided. However, there was another patient nearby whose acupoints Christopher Yard didn't have time to seal. Suddenly, a black aura emerged from the person's body, enveloping him. Within the faint black aura, a vague shape of an ant formed. Only Christopher Yard and Niu Kang could see this shape, as it was somewhat blurry. "Whoosh!" In his urgency, Christopher Yard didn't hesitate at all. He quickly inserted another silver needle into the person's body. A similar groan echoed from the person's mouth. Christopher Yard focused his gaze, wanting to see what would happen after sealing this acupoint. The ant-shaped figure formed by the black aura seemed to let out a miserable scream, and then, to everyone's astonishment, the black aura rapidly shrank and quickly returned to the patient's body. Shi Yonglong beside him was dumbfounded. What just happened? Black aura? The black aura expanded and then shrank back into these people's bodies? Damn, is this a TV drama? The nurses beside him were equally confused. Their mouths twitched, and they felt that if they were a step too late, they might also be contaminated by this black aura. Although they didn't know what the black aura was, they had a vague sense that it might pose a threat to their lives. Christopher Yard's face showed a hint of seriousness. Just now, he could see that each patient's complexion was different, as if something was about to emerge from their bodies. Having witnessed these inexplicable phenomena before, Christopher Yard also had an intuition in his mind. He felt that if the nurses didn't leave, they would be greatly harmed. Now, it seemed that his intuition was correct. Without any hesitation, Christopher Yard took out several silver needles again and sealed off several acupoints on the patients' bodies. Then, he directly took their pulses, and his expression changed once again. Indeed, these people's bodies had been affected by the toxins of the mud ants. If they were not treated soon, there would be no one left to save them. "I will prescribe a medicine for each of them. Afterwards, you can suggest that they take it. They should take it every two hours, one bowl each time, without missing any. I don't care about anything else. Those who need injections should get injections, and those who need Western medicine should take Western medicine. But for the traditional medicine I prescribe, you must make sure they take it." After finishing taking the pulse of each person, Christopher Yard spoke firmly. The patients had been in the hospital for so long, and if the hospital could treat them, they wouldn't be in their current state. It was precisely because he knew that the hospital might not be able to treat these patients that Christopher Yard said this. Beside him, Shi Yonglong's face twitched. This was Brentwood City's First People's Hospital, and now they were going to use traditional medicine. If this got out, it might not sound good. However, after being glared at by Niu Kang, Shi Yonglong shivered all over and quickly agreed. He coldly looked at the nurse beside him and said, "Did you all hear that? Follow what Divine Doctor Yard said!" When the nurses heard the three words "Divine Doctor Yard," their eyes lit up. Then, they looked at Christopher Yard in astonishment. One of them couldn't help but step forward and say: "Are you, are you Divine Doctor Yard? You're just as handsome as in the photos. Can you give me an autograph? I've dreamt of meeting you many times." Seeing this girl come forward and ask Christopher Yard for an autograph, the other girls beside her tightened their clothes and had a nervous expression on their faces. Hurry up and give the autograph, hurry up. Christopher Yard couldn't help but show a hint of helplessness on his face. It seemed that he would have to wear a mask when going out in the future. Being handsome sometimes comes with its challenges! As if knowing that Christopher Yard didn't have a pen, a nurse next to him quickly and shyly handed him a pen, lowering her head and saying, "I, I didn't bring paper. How about you sign your name on my clothes?" Upon hearing the name of this nurse, the nearby Shi Yonglong was almost petrified. Damn, does she have to be so infatuated? She's even willing to give up her clothes. Grandma, that's a nurse's uniform for work! Christopher Yard was taken aback by the nurse's suggestion, then sighed helplessly. If the girl said so, what else could he say? Afterward, Christopher Yard took the pen handed to him by the nurse and signed his name on her clothes. As Christopher Yard expected, after signing the nurse's name, the remaining nurses all rushed forward, almost cheering and exclaiming: "Sign mine too, on my arm!" "Me, me, me! If you don't mind, on my chest..." "I don't mind, you can sign anywhere on me." "..."Listening to their absurd requests, Christopher Yard's mouth twitched. He finally understood what it meant to have fans. Fans would do anything to get their idol's autograph. It turns out that these kinds of fans, as rumored, really do exist. Fortunately, there weren't too many fans here. After signing a few fans' names, Christopher Yard breathed a sigh of relief. Damn, being too famous isn't good either. If there were a bunch of fans... Thinking of that scenario, Christopher Yard felt a bit helpless. He really didn't want to be a celebrity. A peaceful life was what he liked. Christopher Yard quickly thought of the termite problem. It was time to find a solution for them.

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