But in the end?

At last she lost her only brother forever.

Seeing the little girl's face crying in despair, He Xi suddenly didn't want her to end up like her brother.

The people around, including manager Zhou, all look at He Xi with suspicious eyes, but He Xi doesn't care about their eyes.

She squatted down, holding up the young man's hand, three fingers on the young man's wrist pulse, quietly feeling the pulse.

Under the golden red sunset, the young man's hands are slender and white, and his bones are well proportioned, just like fine and carved works of art. But the audience can't understand what the young man is doing.

Shouldn't we use psychic power to probe into the human body and feel the operation of psychic power? But there is not a single shred of power fluctuation in this young man's body. How can he treat people?

It must be a bluff, a grandiose one, right?

The eyes of all the people looking at He Xi were full of contempt, and a trace of cold and fierce contempt flashed in Dr. Xie's eyes.

This kid, who has no hair, dares to ignore his words. Damn it!

He Xi's pulse lasted for a long time, until the people were almost impatient, she finally released her hand and said to the little girl lightly, "don't worry, I have a way to treat your brother."

The little girl was stunned, her lips trembling, unable to speak for a long time.

However, the people around her would not believe her words, laughing at her shameless and boasting.

Manager Qin, who was behind doctor Xie, even laughed loudly and screamed, "where are you from? I don't know how tall you are. You dare to talk big here! Didn't you hear that our doctor Xie said there was no cure? What are you? Is your grade higher than Dr. Xie's? "

He Xi completely ignored the people's ridicule and abuse, and casually said: "I have no grade."

When they heard this, they laughed again. Of course, some people scolded her for not joking about the patient's life.

Manager Zhou's words and attitude are not as bad as others, but he can't help persuading: "this young man, the doctor is related to people's lives, not a small way, so you can't treat the patient recklessly because of your passion. What's more, the disease of broken meridians has never been cured since ancient times. You'd better go home quickly! "

He Xi looked up at him and said slowly, "I naturally know that doctors are related to people's lives, so I never talk big in this respect."

When Dr. Xie heard this, he sneered and said: "there are always so many people in the world who can't help themselves. In order to show off, any ox dare to play. Since you say it can be cured, we will not stop you. But if you can't cure it well, or even if you don't have the ability at all, then I have to inform the doctor association to hold you accountable for the crime of counterfeiting a doctor. "

In the whole Miluo continent, the status and treatment of high-grade doctors are very high. In addition, many remote places have never seen the first-class doctors of the lowest rank, which always leads to some people cheating in the name of doctors.

Therefore, in order to put an end to this phenomenon, all countries have set fake doctors as a felony. The most serious criminal law is to cut off ten fingers, abolish one-man cultivation, and work hard in Yuanjing mine for a lifetime.

The expression on He Xi's face did not change at all. Hearing this, he looked at doctor Xie coldly and said: "Oh? What if I'm cured? "