C82 (1/2)
”If your Huan'er doesn't live well, then take good care of her and stick out your hand.” Shui Qiannan faintly said. The lady was somewhat amazed. ”My illness can be cured?”
The woman stretched out her hand and Shui Qiannan placed it on her wrist. He discovered that the woman's pulse was extremely weak. After he injected spiritual power into her, he realized that most of her organs had already failed.
Suddenly, the little boy ran in hurriedly and said, ”Mother, the teacher from the private school has brought someone here.” She then looked at the girl with some unease and whispered, ”Did you come here because I didn't go to school?”
”Mistress Xi, I brought a doctor to see you.” A rough voice sounded as two men walked in. One man was dressed in black, while the other was dressed in an azure robe.
”I've already found a doctor. Thank you for your kind intentions, private school teacher.” The woman tactfully rejected him. This teacher had always harbored malicious intentions towards her, so how could he be so kind to treat her now?
”What doctor, it's this little girl in front of you?” The man in black asked. He looked at Shui Qiannan and said impolitely, ”You should be the only one who knows the medical manual. What are you trying to do?”
”You're not allowed to talk about my mother!” Little Right said angrily to the man in black.
”Go, go, go play with the children.” The man in black said, and after saying that, he smiled and looked at the West Mother, the woman lying on the bed, and said, ”The person I found is a divine doctor, I guarantee that you will be able to get well.”
”What price do you want me to pay for helping me like this?” Mistress Xi was not stupid and asked directly.
”You know that.” The private school teacher looked at his mistress with a silly expression. She was just a widow, but she looked good enough. She was also a stubborn person, so she was definitely a good person.
The little boy felt the private school teacher's malicious gaze. He stood in front of his mother and said, ”Teacher, we have found a doctor. Thank you for your kind intentions, private school teacher.”
At this moment, a man wearing a green robe coldly harrumphed, ”Brother, it seems like you don't need me here. Just let this little girl heal. If she can't, don't beg me for help.”
”What if I'm cured?” Shui Qiannan meaningfully asked.
”Impossible.” The green-robed man said directly.
”Nothing is impossible. Since you've decided that I can't cure it, then let's make a bet.” Shui Qiannan lightly said.
”Sure, if you can't cure it, then you'll have to kneel in front of my house and kowtow three times in front of everyone. And you even have to say that I was wrong, Godly Doctor.” The man in green robe said with disdain.
In his heart, Mistress Xi's condition was already very serious. This little girl had no experience at all, so how could she be cured?
”What if I am cured?” Shui Qiannan said.
”Then I will give you my house on the west side of the city.” The man in cyan robe said arrogantly.
”There's no basis for words. If you go back on your word, I can't do anything about it.” Shui Qiannan lightly said.