Chapter 57: Sending the Doctor to the Door (8)

Door-to-door medical care (8)

Well, Hua Chi felt that not only did she enter the valley in the wrong way, but she hadn't done it since she got up today. That's why I met such a ...... Need.

The beautiful man who flowers and butterflies, although entangled, is not unacceptable. But an old man is still a transvestite husband. Forgive her for accepting incompetence!

"What kind of eyes do you have little girl, do you think my old man is empty?"

"It does look like it. "Who is here to accompany her, this little girl has been chatting for almost half an hour. If he's so busy, why don't he leave?

"My old man is very busy, very busy, if it weren't for ...... Hmph, do you think my old man will come to see you?"

"Or what?"

"Nothing. Come on, little girl, give me your hand. ”

Hua Chi's eyes narrowed, "You came to see me specifically...... his gaze hesitantly fell to two or three centimeters of his wrist, "See a doctor for me?"

Hua Butterfly ignored her, grabbed her hand by herself, and her fingers directly touched her pulse.

Hua Chi dodged, but he couldn't dodge. She struggled, too, but her hand seemed to be clamped by pliers, and she was very skillful. It doesn't hurt, but it doesn't work.

"Tut-tut...... Lucky little girl!"

"Tut-tut...... That's fine......"

What is the use of just saying such specious words?

What kind of flower butterfly is this...... I don't know what it is. More curious about who asked him to come to see her...... Well, I guess I'm going to see a doctor!

After a while, her arm was lowered and the other arm was grabbed again.

This time there was no tsk, no speech, just the face of the flower butterfly wrinkled.

"How's it going?" Finally, Flower Butterfly let go of her hand. Although he knew that there would be no result, Hua Chi still asked.

"The little girl was born with strange meridians and smooth eight pulses. It's really rare in the world...... Good materials for martial arts. Hua Butterfly looked at Hua Chi's eyes sparkling.

"No way, I can't practice martial arts at all. Hua Chi thinks this is still very certain.

"That's right, although your talent is rare in the world, but ...... Your dantian is empty. ”

"I don't understand. ”

"It means that your dantian can't hold its internal strength, and no matter how you practice, it's always in vain. ”

Hua Chi was not disappointed by this, and nodded suddenly in understanding: "So that's the case." However, someone's dantian is born real?" looked down at his dantian, "There is an empty piece here?"

Flower Butterfly coughed, "It's just a ...... Well, how can I say it, anyway, although your qualifications are one out of ten thousand, you can't practice. ”

Hua Chi was not ready to understand this kind of mysterious and mysterious thing, and he had already given up his desire to be a martial arts master.

Therefore, she replied without being salty: "Oh!"

"Little girl, don't you want to ask how your illness is?"

This is the last thing to ask, but he glanced at the strange old man and asked very cooperatively, "How is my illness?"

was depressed, obviously he asked her to ask, but instead of answering, he pulled up: "There is a kind of person in this world, and his family is the same, but ...... Well, they may be ...... for a variety of reasons. Well, it's different from ordinary people in some ways...... Like, some dwarfs ......"