YM778.TV Chapter 121
[SleepyPanda][KJ][santi p.k.][Mochakat9][julia][Nahomi A.][Michi][MasoomaB][lyingliars]
Intermediate Priest
[สมพีช][Christine G.L.][Ann][Claire C.][Park T.][Melody M.][rkdewi][Legend]
Senior Priest
[Kelly C.][Fubaurutsu][Bonnie R.][Brett R.][Tebo]
Advanced Priest
[Haydan][Monica D.][Suleka][Audrey][Kait R.][Wulamgochu2]
Great Archpriest
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Saint Archpriest
[Kinki][Laura B.K.][Daniel F.H.][Soulsmsher][Cecille L.][DY][Christopher H.][Kang V.][Reading Demon][Thet A.][Wenny][Tiffany][Ctctctct][Nicole A.] [Mia C.][egosumqt][Marcheilla G.][chan-chan][Carol W.][Macy T.][Luag N.M][K][Ayy Lmao][Nancy L.][Frank A.L][Eefy][Anika W.][loubna][Michael J.][Paweena R.][Rangeetha R.][Jessie P.] [Anxz A.][Rebeka L.][Verna T.][Kim E.][Hafsa H.][Mariah C. P.][Pablo H.][Jacob C.][Michael A.]
“However...” Xue Yong’s face turned sour.
Xue Yong couldn’t see a chance in winning.
Wasn’t the Young Miss just throwing money into the water now?
Then Xue Yong thought, the Young Miss’d show face and just sell off the medical centres.
Ye Qingli gave Xue Yong a stare and said, “Quickly! You’re still not going?”
At this moment, Lu Xuan Ji had all the people within the hall all cleared out. He then generously said, “I am not sure, how would the Young Miss like to compete?”
Ye Qingli blinked her eyes couple of times.
He was actually the country’s best doctor, it definitely would be much harder than the person surnamed Cao.
The previous method would not suffice.
Suddenly, her eyes glittered. She had an idea.
“Since you’re the country’s best doctor, surely you would have some areas that you are exceptionally good, only then could you show your extraordinary skills. Why not we revive the dead?”
“What?”
All the people in the area only stared while being speechless.
This little girl, could it be that she was still half asleep?
Everyone knew that doctors cured sickness, they couldn’t cure someone’s life. If the person was to really die, how could you revive that person?
Guo Fei laughed loudly, “Haha! She’s actually crazy! This time my bet surely wins!”
Lu Xuan Ji laughed too, showing his snow-white teeth, with a smile that was so mesmerising.
“Young Lady, are you joking?”
“Nope! If they can’t be saved, that should show that the God of Death isn’t on my side! I am willing to admit it!”
“Good! So be it!”
At that moment, from outside came an alarming voice.
“Master, please help!”
2 stretcher were brought in. On top of it were 2 people bruised and bloody. There were lost causes.
There were a few doctors in the crowd too, with one look they shook their heads.
“These 2 people have lost too much blood, plus, all 4 limbs were broken. Basically, it’s impossible to cure.”
“That’s right, quickly go prepare the funeral!”
Lu Xuan Ji waved his hand, “Everyone, shut up!”
He looked at Ye Qingli with sparkling eyes, “Young Miss Ye, how about we use these 2 people?”
At the eyes of other doctors, these 2 people couldn’t be saved.
However, that’s because they didn’t meet Lu Xuan Ji!
This little girl, only feared that she couldn’t stand so much blood!
He was satisfied to see if she would faint at the sight of so much blood.
However, Ye Qingli acted as if nothing had happened and nodded, “Ok, then it’ll be these two.”
Lu Xuan Ji waved his large hand, “Someone come over!”
Two pieces of white curtains were used to cover the room.
The crowd started to make a racket.
“The world actually has such an amazing medical skill!”
“That’s right, today we will be able to witness it!”
Obviously, they were discussing about Lu Xuan Ji.
No one felt that Ye Qingli had the slightest chance of winning.
Within the white curtains, Lu Xuan Ji’s facial expression was dignified.
As the two people were sent over, both of them lost their breath. If he wished to save them, even for him, there was only a 70% chance.
He took off the person’s clothes and took out 49 very long golden needles!
Ye Qingli blinked her eyes.
This was the perfect acupuncture method!
It was her Ye family’s traditional acupuncture method!
How come this person knew about it?
However, his method was different from her method.
Lu Xuan Ji’s fingers movement were as fluid as the wind, non-stop pricking the needles on the person’s chest.
The wounds magically stopped bleeding.
However, sweat fell from this forehead.
While he was busy, he took a glimpse at Ye Qingli. It suddenly became strange.
She was actually sewing.