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[Identifying illnesses is the foundation of medicine. Accurately diagnose the conditions of ten patients (3/10); reward: Constitution +3]

After accurately diagnosing three patients' symptoms, Lin Bai broke the Raging Wind Gang member's cousin's nose with a punch and correctly identified his condition.

The task's progress remained stuck at three.

Lin Bai sighed and stood up regretfully. Fine, ten patients, not ten conditions in one patient. Consider yourselves lucky.

"Injuries to muscles and bones take a hundred days to heal. Remember to take your medicine on time and get plenty of bed rest."

Apart from Negative Emotions, there was nothing left to squeeze out of them. After delivering his medical instructions with an expressionless face, Lin Bai walked away with steady, unhurried steps amid the patients' curses.

A doctor must never panic, no matter the circumstances. Only then could he offer patients comfort and confidence.

Although he was not yet a real doctor, it had to be said that Lin Bai already possessed the basic professional qualities of one.

"That's Zhou Jiang's wound medicine. What is he doing?" The two Shadow Guards from the City Lord's Residence secretly watching Lin Bai were stunned by his miraculous maneuver.

"Pretending to be a physician?" the other Shadow Guard said expressionlessly.

"Is something wrong with his head?" the first Shadow Guard said, clicking his tongue.

"I thought something was wrong with him that day outside the Chef God Restaurant," the second Shadow Guard said. "Come on. Crazy or not, we still have to follow him. We'll report everything he's done to the City Lord afterward, down to the last detail. We can't let this lunatic fool the City Lord."

He turned out of the alley onto the main street.

A middle-aged man approached at a hurried pace. Lin Bai hesitated,