If someone else said this, George Anna would have slapped him earlier! What does it mean? He is so brave, right? He dared to make fun of her and can't deal with him!

But now, it was Jian'er who said this. George Anna couldn't slap him anymore. Her kissing father was still waiting for Shi Miaoshou. No matter what, she could not joke about her father's health problems, and offend him. George Anna frowned and looked at Jian'er's face that seemed to be joking. Judging from this person's meaning, could she really think she has the ability to cure this disease?!

"What, do you think it's weird?" Looking at George Anna's pretty face with a little distorted expression, Jane couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Yes!" George Anna nodded generously and admitted, "You know, if we have any discomfort in our bodies, it will always be handed over to our private doctors, so let alone cure the disease, even if it is sick, the private doctor will prepare the medicine and then take it to me by a special caregiver. So..."

George Anna shrugged: "With the special caregiver, I may not even remember when to take medicine or what medicine to take, so how could I help someone treat it? Song, you look too high on me!"

"No, no!" Jian'er raised a finger and shook her gently, and her face also showed a slightly mysterious smile. Then she turned her face into a serious look. "My dear George Anna, you really have to treat Mr. Miyamoto's disease. Believe me, even if it is viewed by the most authoritative neurologist in the world, the effect will definitely not be as fast as you do!"

After Jane said this, George Anna became even more confused. She could do the specialists to be effective if she did it. Are you wrong?

"Don't understand?" Jian'er couldn't help laughing anymore. She thought she had already said it clearly enough. "In fact, you don't have to do anything. You just need to do it like you did just now..." Jian'er made a mistake like George Anna raised her hand and knocked Naoto Miyamoto's stock, and then added, "Or just feed this person a peanut, the effect will definitely be more significant!"

What does it mean?! This time George Anna was completely confused. She could not have heard it wrong, why didn't she know that knocking on someone's forehead with something or "feeding" a gun to others to cure people's crazy? Wait..., as if she suddenly thought of something, George Anna's pretty face suddenly changed, and then turned black in an instant! She finally understood what Jian'er meant...

"What? Is it fun to play with me?" George Anna's gloomy face was so dark that it was almost used as ink.

Miyamoto's body froze for a moment, but his face did not change as Sihao. He was still like the original appearance and expression, repeating constantly: "Please, please, please..."

I have to say that Naoto Miyamoto's performance is very good. In fact, if it weren't for the magical medical skills that Jane showed on the plane that George had developed a kind of almost blind trust in Jane's medical skills, it would be possible that Qiao Han'anna would have been deceived by Naoto Miyamoto's performance.

But at this moment, not only did George Anna not be deceived by Naoto Miyamoto's performance, she felt a strong sense of humiliation and fooling. Does this damn j-country dwarf really think she is stupid?!

He snorted coldly. This time, Georgeanna did not talk nonsense to Miyamoto Naoto anymore, but took out the most standard "Saint Laurent style" and shot him directly at Naoto Miyamoto. Bullets roared past Naoto Miyamoto, and a faint blood mark appeared on Naoto Miyamoto's cheek. The hot and stinging sensation made Naoto Miyamoto's throat say "Please..." directly stuck under his throat. His tight pupils and the fearful eyes that could no longer be hidden made Naoto Miyamoto's foundation ejaculate completely!

"Call me, why don't you call me?" Georgena gritted her teeth and stared at Naoto Miyamoto with a murderous gaze. "What, do you want to do it again?" As he spoke, Georgena seemed to be afraid that Naoto Miyamoto didn't know what she was referring to, so she shook the m60 with her hand and gave a reminder.

"No, no..." Miyamoto Naoto dared to move at this time. It was okay for this shot. Although it hurt his face, it was not in danger of life. But if George Anna shot again, he would know that the man's shooting would be so accurate that day. No need to be too far, even if he was three or five centimeters, he might have explained his life directly here!

"You're welcome..." George Anna's voice was extremely gloomy, "You don't have to worry about Song, after all, the position you are standing is really suitable."

George Anna raised his gun with his hand, "Look..., your head is in line with the window, so you don't have to worry about Song's villa being implicated."

Worrying about that woman Z's villa?! Naoto Miyamoto almost cried. He was worried that his life would be in danger?!

"What? If you don't speak, I think you're the one who's right..." While speaking, George Anna raised his gun and aimed at the direction where Naoto Miyamoto was standing.

"No, no..." Miyamoto Naoto screamed, unable to hold on anymore.

"Look, this is not cured!" Jian'er smiled proudly.

"It's really!" George Anna also became excited, her bright big eyes shining, "Song, how did you see it? He pretended to be like this just now!"

"Look at it this way." Jian'er made a pulse move.

"Doctor Z is so amazing!" George Anna looked amazed, accompanied by the expressions of admiration left by the remaining people.

"Indeed, although I have seen Song Nashen's medical skills more than once, I still think it is really amazing!" said Mrs. Pierre. While speaking, she couldn't help looking at her husband and subconsciously held his hand tight. It was obvious that Mrs. Pierre remembered the situation when Jane was treating Mr. Pierre. Although it showed that she knew that her husband was out of danger, even when she looked back, she still felt scared.

"Yes!" Edmund nodded. Touching his wrist like this can achieve the same effect as he used many instruments in the hospital for examination, or even more accurate. When he thought of this, Edmund really felt that those instruments that cost tens of millions or even tens of millions of instruments were really useless to take this person's hands.
Chapter completed!