"It's been almost half a month. Aunt Li said, at first the child said that it hurt, but she didn't take it too seriously, thinking that she was just bitten by an insect. Later, the child began to have a fever, nausea, and some chest tightness.

It wasn't until someone told her that the child was likely to have been bitten by a tick and that her life would be in danger if she wasn't sent to the hospital, that Aunt Li was in a hurry.

I wanted to take the child to the hospital immediately, but who would have thought that all the money in the family would be taken away by Aunt Li's bastard son, and now Aunt Li only has a few dozen yuan on her, which is far from enough to treat the child.

"Fortune teller, go buy me a needle and come back. Night Star said after touching the child's pulse.

"What I bought is valuable. The fortune teller touched his mustache.

"Less nonsense. Night Star said coldly.

"Well, wait. The fortune teller got up and walked out of the crowd, shouting at the same time: "Let's let go, let me go, people's lives are at stake, let's go and go back quickly." ”

He smoothly squeezed out the crowd, and Night Star took out a three-edged needle and gently picked the child's skin.

The child cried out in pain, but it was obvious that he was already weak.

Under normal circumstances, if the skin is cut open, it will definitely bleed. But the child didn't, and if you look closely through the child's wound, you can clearly see a worm the size of a soybean wriggling in the child's skin.

Ye Xingchen put his hand on the child's wound, and activated the true qi in his body, and the child immediately screamed in pain, subconsciously wanting to struggle.

However, Night Star firmly locked his body, and then saw that the insect was directly sucked out by Night Star with his hand.

If it was said that Ye Xingchen injected a millineedle into the person's body and then sucked it out, making these onlookers suspect that he was playing a trick, then at this time, he sucked out a live insect in front of everyone, which is the best proof.

Because among these onlookers, most of the vendors know Aunt Li, so they naturally know that it is impossible for Aunt Li to join forces with others to deceive people, and many people know that her grandson is sick.

"The needle is coming!" the fortune teller walked fast, and he came back quickly, and as soon as Night Star got the worm out, he returned.

After taking the needle and filling the needle, Night Star pierced the child's wound and began to draw blood.

Soon, a tube of blood was full, and it was all black blood.

I repeated this several times, and it was not until the fifth time that the color of the blood changed to normal.

This made the child's face look much better, although it was still the same pale, but the brow was already relaxed.

"Find a clinic, wash the wound, and bandage it. Drink more plain water these days to detoxify. Ye Xingchen handed the child back to Aunt Li.

"Thank you, thank you. Aunt Li thanked her and left with the child in her arms.

As soon as Aunt Li left, someone in the crowd immediately squeezed out to see a doctor, and they didn't know him. These hawkers are greedy for darkness all year round, and they have more or less some problems with their body bones, seeing that Ye Xingchen cured the illness of Aunt Li's grandson so easily, who doesn't know that Ye Xingchen is a capable person.

As the number of people who have been cured by Night Star continues to increase, there are even more people who know that there is a miracle doctor in the downtown area. Everyone passed ten, ten passed hundreds, and the next whole afternoon, the night stars were almost busy.

The fortune teller was not idle, but whenever he came to see Ye Xingchen for medical treatment, he would interject, and let him make more than 20 transactions in one afternoon.

When the stall was closed at night, Ye Xingchen roughly calculated, and he probably earned more than 100,000 yuan.

This is not an exaggeration, except for those who really can't come up with the money, Ye Xingchen will give a certain reduction, otherwise he will charge at least five thousand for a patient, and ten people will have fifty thousand.

To outsiders, the night stars are a bit dark. But in fact, for those who are sick, 5,000 or 10,000 can cure their illness, which is not expensive. After all, they are not suffering from stubborn diseases for many years, or diseases that are difficult to cure in the hospital, otherwise they would go directly to the hospital, and how could they come here on purpose.

When he returned to Hanjia Mountain, it was already getting dark, and Ye Xingchen moved his body a little and began to cultivate.

It was midnight in a flash.

Sand...... Sand...... Rustling......

There was another sound in the forest like a broom sweeping away leaves.

Ye Xingchen did not open his eyes, but continued to close his eyes and cultivate. He knew that it must be the same little guy from last night.

With the sound from far and near, in the moonlight, the purple mink ran over.

As it had happened yesterday, the mink stopped four or five meters from the night star.

It carefully observed the night stars, wary and curious.

Unlike yesterday, tonight the stars ignored it. It stood there and watched for a while, and after feeling as if it was not in any danger, it began to walk slowly towards the night star.

When he arrived at Night Star's side, the little mink first sniffed him with his nose, then walked around Night Star several times, and finally came to Night Star, and sat down very humanely, as if imitating Night Star's movements.

After sitting like this for a full hour, the little mink stood up again, walked around the night star again, and finally jumped onto the night star's shoulder.

As soon as it jumped on the shoulder of Night Star, it immediately showed a more comfortable expression.

Walking around the left and right shoulders of the night star, the little mink finally lay directly on it, and actually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, by the time the night stars finished cultivating, the little mink had already disappeared.

After getting up and moving his body, he packed up his things, and Night Star went down the mountain to the downtown area.

He came earlier today than the previous two days, but it was the same as the previous two days, as soon as the stall was set up, and the butt was not yet hot, the fortune teller came.

But today, the fortune teller looks very honest, and he didn't speak after setting up the stall, but learned the night stars and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The two of them sat like this, and after a short time, one or two black Volkswagen vans drove in.

This is a downtown area, full of people on weekdays, no one will drive the car in, because it is easy to come in, and it is very troublesome to want to go out. After all, when driving in a place with so many people, you must honk your horn frequently, otherwise it is easy to hit people.

Therefore, after this car came in, it was naturally very eye-catching.

It drove slowly in, and finally stopped directly at Night Star's stall.

I saw the car door open, and two middle-aged men in straight suits got out of it, looked at Ye Xingchen and asked, "Can the terminal illness be cured?"