Almighty male god of god-level selection system

Seeing that everyone was seated, Duan Fei, holding back his expression of pain, slowly spoke.

"Uncle Zhang, although I studied medicine abroad, I also know a little about traditional Chinese medicine. Have you been feeling a little headache recently? Lack of energy?"

Hearing this, Zhang Tianren was indeed surprised.

Because what Duan Fei said was accurate.

He had been working overtime at the company these past few days and was already feeling uncomfortable, but he never had time to take medicine and see a doctor.

Unexpectedly, Duan Fei came today and made the point.

Zhang Tianren suddenly had some thoughts.

"Duan Fei, if you have anything to say, just say it directly, don't hide it."

"Uncle, I know that I am not in good health. I have forgotten to take medicine for the past two days. Is there any other symptoms?"

Sure enough, as Zhang Tianren revealed the information, Duan Fei quickly nodded pretending to be profound, as if he had calculated it with his fingers.

On the other hand, Lin Fan's eyes never left Zhang Qingxue, and he ignored this guy with a human face and a beast heart.

Because to him, Duan Fei is just a clown.

Lin Fan believed that Zhang Tianren would make the right choice at the critical moment.

Seeing Zhang Tianren's doubts, Duan Fei pinched his pulse with two fingers and quietly closed his eyes at the same time.

Time passed bit by bit, Duan Fei suddenly thought of something, and his face became slightly embarrassed.

This frightened Zhang Tianren. Could it be that he had some incurable disease?

As a result, Duan Fei's face turned rosy again in the next second, and even with a smile on his brows, he finally said: "Uncle Zhang, your illness is caused by overwork, and you have not received proper rest.

, so it is inevitable that some minor problems will occur.”

"The headache is only mild. If you don't deal with it immediately, it may lead to endocrine system imbalance, which will trigger a series of adverse symptoms."

"Then, what should we do?"

Middle-aged and elderly people like Zhang Tianren are not only afraid of being misled by their subordinates, but what they are most afraid of is their own infirmity.

Seeing Duan Fei playing tricks, Lin Fan couldn't help but sneered: "Then you mean to say that Uncle Zhang has a hidden illness?"

"Um?"

Duan Fei raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Fan with some teasing, "I thought you were a country bumpkin who didn't know anything. I didn't expect you had heard of this."

"Duan Fei, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhang Qingxue became anxious when she heard Duan Fei taunting Lin Fan with his words.

In her eyes, Lin Fan's dignity was even more important than her own.

However, Lin Fan was not angry and even made a gesture of invitation.

"Well, please check carefully to see what kind of disease it is."

Duan Fei snorted disdainfully, pinched Zhang Tianren's pulse with his fingers again, and listened to his dull breathing.

In an instant, Lin Fan opened his eyes.

"Ding, please host make a choice."

"Choice one, expose Duan Fei's tricks and coax him out, which will greatly reduce Zhang Tianren's favorability!"

"Option two, recognize Duan Fei's brilliance and give up this competition, which will greatly reduce Zhang Qingxue's favorability!"

"Choice three, cause trouble in secret, destroy Duan Fei's false treatment, and reward god-level medical skill upgrades!"

Lin Fan remembered that the last time he heard about god-level medical skills, it was to treat Su Qin who was feeling unwell. He did not expect that this time it would be used on Zhang Tianren.

Could it be that this is a setting specially set for in-laws?