"Can a terminal illness be cured?" the two middle-aged men in straight suits looked at Ye Xingchen.

"It can be cured. Night Star nodded slightly.

The two middle-aged men glanced at each other, and then said, "Okay, come with us." ”

"Where?" asked Nightstar.

"You'll know when you get there. One of the middle-aged men said.

"Don't go. Nightstar refused.

"It's not up to you. Another middle-aged man snorted coldly.

Night Xingchen twitched his eyelids: "I said no, no one can please touch me." ”

When the two men heard this, their eyes showed a little disdain, and at the same time, they stepped forward to catch the night star.

However, as soon as they got closer, they felt a flower in front of them, and immediately after, a sharp pain came from the hand that wanted to catch the night star, and subconsciously looked, their hand was as if it had been smashed by a hammer, and it was deformed.

At the same time, Night Star's cold voice came to their ears: "I repeat it again, and it will be the last time. I don't want to go, no one can please me. This time you have abolished one of your hands, which is a warning, and if there is any more disrespect, the next time, it will be your head that is transformed. ”

Hearing the cold voice of the night star, the two middle-aged men fell into an ice cave.

The two of them looked at each other again, and they could both see fear in each other's eyes.

Not daring to say more, they could only get into the car and leave the downtown area.

I thought that Ye Xingchen was just a sick person, no one would have thought that he would have such skills, and the surrounding vendors were stunned when they saw this scene, not only the two middle-aged men, but in fact, even they didn't see Ye Xingchen's movements clearly just now.

However, this scene seems to be only a small episode, and as the flow of people increases, the vendors get busy.

Today, like yesterday afternoon, the booth of Night Star is also very busy. It's a fortune teller, and today for some reason, I suddenly played deep.

But even so, it seems that because of the night stars, his fortune-telling business has also been driven.

In a flash, it was afternoon, just this morning, Ye Xingchen earned almost 100,000 yuan, plus the money earned yesterday, and the money from selling tea before, it was nearly 200,000 yuan.

By the afternoon, there were more and more people. The night stars were looking at a woman's illness, and in the morning the Volkswagen van appeared again.

This time, only a middle-aged man got out of the car, looking about his early forties, and he didn't look very handsome, but his facial features were definitely angular. With a hooked nose, big eyes, a big back comb, and a mink coat, he looks like a rich man.

He came to Night Star's booth, and just as he wanted to speak, he heard Night Star's cold voice.

"There was a queue to see a doctor. ”

Hao Deming opened his mouth, but finally swallowed what he wanted to say and obediently lined up.

This row is more than two hours.

Finally, by the time Hao Deming arrived, it was almost dark.

However, before Hao Deming could speak, the fortune teller next to him stood up and mouthed at him.

These two mouths fanned, snapping and sounding, and directly fanned Hao Deming in a daze.

Passing by, as well as the surrounding vendors, they were all stunned when they saw this scene, is this fortune teller crazy? !

After the fortune teller's front foot slapped his mouth, four or five people rushed down from the car at once, and rushed towards the fortune teller with a fierce momentum.

However, he was stopped by Hao Deming.

"This friend, we don't seem to know each other, why did you hit me when you came up?"

The fortune teller sneered: "You ungrateful fellow, twenty years ago, don't you know what you did yourself? and ask me why, you touch your conscience yourself, and ask if it's still there!"

"Twenty years ago?" Hao Deming was slightly stunned, and then his face changed. "Do you know what happened 20 years ago? Do you know Liang Yuting?"

"One side. The fortune teller sighed slightly, "The two slaps just now were the ones I slapped for Liang Yuting, and from now on, you have no grudges." ”

"Do you really know Liang Yuting, where is she? Is she doing well, I want to see her!" Hao Deming became obviously excited.

"She's dead. The fortune teller glanced at Hao Deming.

"It's ...... dead" Hao Deming was slightly stunned, and then shook his head again and again, "Impossible, how could she die, how could it be!"

The fortune teller looked at Hao Deming twice: "But she has a daughter." ”

"Daughter, is she married?" Hao Deming was stunned. "Where's her daughter now?"

"Where you go to find it yourself, if you find it, it means that you still have a bit of fate, and if you can't find it, you will die. After the fortune teller finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Hao Deming.

Hao Deming stood stunned for a moment, and the person next to him reminded him a few words in his ear before he reacted.

I took a few deep breaths and calmed down. Hao Deming turned around and looked at the night star.

He didn't speak, but bowed deeply to the night star before he spoke: "Little brother, there was a little unpleasantness in the morning, it was the people under him who couldn't do things, and I asked the little brothers to do a lot, don't meet them, I apologize to you on behalf of them." ”

"Hmm. Night Star nodded. "Accept your apology and you can go back. ”

Seeing that Ye Xingchen let him go, Hao Deming did not move, but said with a smile: "That's the case, I heard that little brother you have excellent medical skills, and my old man wants to ask you to go over and take a look at him." ”

"Didn't your two men tell you, I said, don't go. Night Star said indifferently.

"A million. Hao Deming stretched out a finger and said, "I can't delay you for long, if we can treat it, we are willing to pay one million for diagnosis and treatment." ”

One million, which is definitely not a small amount for ordinary people.

However, Night Star didn't have any mood fluctuations, just said indifferently: "Don't go." ”

"Five million. Hao Deming seemed to expect that Ye Xingchen would refuse, and he was not surprised, but directly raised the diagnosis and treatment fee to five million.

It is difficult for ordinary people, even professional doctors, to earn so much in their lifetime.

"Don't go. However, Night Star didn't seem to be interested in such a large sum of money at all, and refused directly without thinking about it.

"Eight million. Hao Deming's eyes flickered slightly.

"Don't go. Once again, Nightstar refused.

Hao Deming pondered for a moment: "Ten thousand, there are only so many things I can call the shots, if you can really treat the old man, we can still discuss." ”

Ye Xingchen glanced at him and said indifferently: "I'll say it again at the end, I won't go, don't bother me again, unless you want to come standing and lie down." ”