The Talented Doctor

The gaze of the young man was like the moonlight on a winter night, icy, with condescending coldness and contempt, causing Dr. Xie's anger to surge upwards. Before thinking about it, he said loudly: "Good! Good! I really don’t shed tears if I don’t see the coffin! The old man will make this bet with you. If you cure this young man, I’m Xie Chongming kowtow to you three times in public and worship you as a teacher. But if you don’t heal someone, just follow me. Go to the Department of Precautions and accept the most serious criminal law of posing as a doctor! Boy, dare you?"

He Xi raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Just approve of the teacher, you are willing to recognize the master, I don't want you to be such an old and ugly apprentice! If you lose, just knock three times."

"you you--!!"

Dr. Xie blows his beard and stares angrily, wishing to rush over and twist the young boy's slender neck.

But where would Hexi take care of him, just staring at the little girl with a cold look: "I promise to try my best to treat your brother, and I am 80% sure that he will heal. But all treatments will be risky, you... ...Will you believe me?"

The little girl raised her head and stared at Hexi blankly. In those clear eyes, there was a luminous purple sheen, just like the most beautiful aurora she had seen in the depths of the forest.

She seemed to be possessed by a demon, unable to bear any doubt and resistance in her heart, and nodded slowly.

He Xi breathed a sigh of relief with the little girl's consent. She asked the shopkeeper Zhou for help and carried the boy into the hall of Shengde Hall and placed it on a table that was as long as one person.

Doctor Xie and shopkeeper Qin also followed with frosty faces. They must see with their own eyes how this boastful boy broke the cowhide, embarrassingly embarrassing.

In the hall of Shengde Church, the three floors inside and outside three floors were filled with curious people.

He Xi stood at the most important part of the crowd, and calmly took out a pack of silver needles from the space.

I saw that these silver needles were of different lengths, thick and thin, and there was a strange smell of medicine on the silver needles, which surprised the audience.

But besides the surprise, there is more contempt and ridicule. At this moment, no one believes that a teenager who looks only sixteen or seven years old and has no obvious spiritual fluctuations in his body may heal a meridian break. Patient.

Hexi watched his nose and nose, and began to insert the silver needle in his hand into the boy's body as quickly as possible.

The hall of Shengde Hall was brightly lit by candles, and the setting sun shining from outside all gathered on the hands of the young man carved like jade.

Everyone felt that bursts of chaotic butterfly and flower-like phantoms kept flashing and disappearing before their eyes. In the blink of an eye, the teenager who was originally wearing a tattered clothes lying on the table had been stripped of his shirt, and his body was covered with thin hair. The silver needle is like a hedgehog.

"This...what kind of treatment is this? Why have I never seen it before?" someone exclaimed.

"Don't say I have seen it before, I haven't even heard of it!"

"Why can't I feel any spiritual fluctuations? Doesn't she need to use spiritual energy to heal injuries?"

Noisy discussions came and went, but Hexi turned a deaf ear to her ears, only concentrating on fiddling with the silver needle in her hand and the boy's body.

Such continuous needle insertion and stimulation of the acupuncture points lasted for half an hour, Hexi's forehead had already seen crystal beads of sweat, which slowly dropped down, and then landed on her long eyelashes, like dewdrops on a lotus leaf. , Can't give up.