The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The young man's eyes were like the moonlight in the winter night, ice-cold, with the dominance of the cold and contempt, which made Dr. Xie's anger rush upwards, and even if he didn't think about it, he said loudly: "Good! Good! You I really don’t see any tears in the coffin! The old man will bet on this with you. If you cured the boy, I would like to thank Chongming to give you three bangs in the public and worship you as a teacher. But if you don’t cure people, just follow me Go to the Division of Prudential Penalty and obey the heaviest criminal law that pretends to be a doctor! Boy, do you dare?"

Su Xi raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Even if you are a 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 loud heads."

"you you--!!"

Dr. Xie blew his beard glaringly, wishing to rush to break the teenager's slender neck immediately.

But where did Suxi take care of him, just looked at the girl coldly: "I promise to do my best to treat your brother, I also have 80% assurance that he will heal. But all the treatments will be at risk, you... ...Will you believe me?"

The little girl looked up at Suxi blankly, and in those clear eyes, some time when the bright purple glow appeared, it was as if she had seen the most beautiful aurora deep in the forest.

She seemed to be enchanted. She could not bear half the doubt and resistance, and nodded slowly.

The little girl’s consent relieved Suxi. She asked the shopkeeper Zhou to help, and carried the teenager into the hall of Shengde Church, and placed it on a table long enough for one person.

Dr. Xie and Qin's shopkeeper also came over with frost. They must see for themselves how this big-mouthed kid blew the cowhide and was disgraceful.

In the hall of Shengde Church, the third and fourth floors are full of curious people.

Suxi stood at the top 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 needle, which surprised everyone around the audience.

But beyond surprise, more is contempt and ridicule. At this moment, no one believes that a teenager who looks only 16 or 7 years old and has no obvious spiritual fluctuations in his body may cure a meridian rupture. Patient.

Suxi watched the nose, watched the nose, and began to insert the silver needle in his hand as quickly as possible.

The hall of the Holy Virgin Church was lit by candles, and the sunset from the outside gathered in the hands of the teenagers carved like jade.

Everyone only felt that the phantoms of butterflies and flowers were flashing and disappearing in front of their eyes. In the blink of an eye, the teenager who was wearing a ragged dress and lying on the table had been stripped of his shirt and covered with thin hair. The silver needle is like a hedgehog.

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

"Don't say I've seen it, I haven't even heard it!"

"Why don't I feel any fluctuations in spiritual power? Isn't she treating her wounds without using Reiki?"

Noisy talks were coming up one after another, but Su Xi was deaf, but he was just playing with the silver needle in his hand and the body of the teenager.

Such continuous needle insertion and stimulation of the acupuncture point lasted for half an hour. Suxi's forehead had crystal beads of sweat. The sweat beads slowly fell and fell on her long eyelashes, just like dew on the lotus leaf. , Want to fall.