I became the richest man in the world by rolling balls

Chapter 9 Magical Healing Methods
The nouveau riche middle-aged aunt who was watching tremblingly, with several black lines on her face, who was already crying, looked over as if grasping at straws, "Little girl, are you also a light-element power user?"

Bai Qianchun paused, shook his head and said, "No, I'm a wood-type supernatural being."

The people around exclaimed, "Wood-type abilities, how can wood-type abilities save people."

After choking, the middle-aged aunt also kindly persuaded her, "Little girl, don't show your head. If this doesn't save you from meddling in such a way, this person's relatives and friends may even blame you for it."

"Yes, yes, people's hearts are not old now, and there are too many people who want to extort money."

Several people in the crowd nodded sympathetically, which made Bai Qianchun involuntarily begin to doubt the quality of the vast interstellar people.

Of course, not everyone was persuasive, and there were also a small group of people who said that she didn't learn well at a young age, just wanted to show off, didn't take human life seriously, and other trash talk.

Bai Qianchun rolled her eyes as she listened.

She ignored no one, frowned and didn't waste any more time. She went straight to the opposite of the man in the suit, knelt down and pulled Du Le's hand to feel his pulse.

The boy with the power of the light system was stunned. Is this a new treatment method?

Just touch your wrist?
He hesitated to speak, his expression was tangled for a while, but in the end he didn't say anything, and silently stepped aside to give Bai Qianchun room to avoid affecting her performance.

The man in the suit didn't change his movements, he still half held Du Le in his arms, and at this moment, he observed the young girl in front of him with probing eyes.

Because she was wearing a mask, she couldn't see her face and expression clearly, but the pair of black jade-like eyes that were exposed outside were extremely calm, and her whole person showed an aura of calmness and calmness.

Not a casual and frivolous person.

After making a preliminary judgment in his mind, he didn't do anything unnecessary to stop her, and let her play.

After 15 seconds, Bai Qianchun let go of Du Le's wrist.

"There is still help."

Then she rolled her eyelids to look at the man in the suit, and said in a cold voice, "Put him on the ground and flatten him."

The man in the suit and everyone around who heard her words showed surprise expressions.

Some people questioned and mocked, "It's true, little girl, don't talk big, this saving people is not like you girls are playing house."

Bai Qianchun kept his squatting posture and turned his head. With his dark eyes, he accurately found the taunting person in the crowd, and his tone was as cold as a knife. Now you are anxious to jump out and act as the head of the big garlic to show off your lips."

The man's face turned red from being bullied, and he glared at her angrily and resentfully, but under the gaze of the people around him, he could only shut his mouth resentfully.

Bai Qianchun paid him no heed, turned her head after she finished speaking, and after the man in the suit put Du Le back on the ground and spread it flat, she reached out and took out a calico bag from her pocket.

As soon as the strap was pulled, the calico bag rolled and spread out immediately, revealing the slender silver needles fixed inside.

The man in the suit and the boy with the light system supernatural power looked at each other in surprise. They couldn't understand more and more. What is this long and thin needle for?
Does it have anything to do with saving lives?
Bai Qianchun continued to order in a cold voice, "Take off his shirt."

"oh oh."

After hearing this, the light-type supernatural boy hurried over to help, followed the instructions with the man in the suit, and worked together to carefully peel off Du Le's shirt.

But no matter how careful they were, the thin opening in Du Le's heart that had just been repaired opened again, and blood began to flow out without any money.

The boy with the light-type ability screamed, and wanted to pounce on him and use the light-type ability to stop the bleeding, but Bai Qianchun grabbed the back collar and threw it back, and said coldly, "Go and stay, don't hinder me .”

Light-type supernatural boy: TUT, he really feels like he's been lifted up.

Dare not hinder, dare not hinder.

He squatted three steps away as quietly as a chicken, not daring to move.

Seeing this scene, the faultfinder in the crowd couldn't help showing mockery in his eyes. He was about to beep a few words, but saw Bai Qianchun rolled up his sleeves, revealing a wrist as white as jade, and then she was slender and pale. Twirling two silver needles with his fingers, he pricked two needles near Du Le's heart.

The two long needles were halfway into the chest, leaving only the tails of the needles dangling slightly.

The pupils of the man in the suit trembled, and he was the closest, so he could clearly see that the blood in the heart stopped almost at the same second when the second silver needle was inserted!
The bleeding has stopped! ! !
It's faster than the boy's light power healing just now! ! !

The effect is immediate.

Not only him, but also the sharp-eyed crowd exclaimed.

"Look, it's not bleeding anymore."

"It won't bleed after two injections. What kind of magical treatment is this?"

"Could it be the unique healing technique of the wood system? I've never heard of people with wood system abilities being able to save others. Aren't they only able to repair themselves?"

"Ah, that might be a perverted wood-type power, ah, no, it's a mutant wood-type power."

Bai Qianchun turned a deaf ear to these strange remarks, and just stared at Du Le with satisfaction, her technique not unfamiliar.

Then she asked, "Is there a fire?"

"Ah, yes, yes." The middle-aged aunt who was shocked at the side wiped her face in a hurry, and leaned over to answer anxiously.

Just for the two injections just now, she believed that this little girl is really capable.

"Little girl, I'm a B-level fire-type power user. How much fire do you need? Where can I burn him? If I fail, I will find my son."

Bai Qianchun looked at the aunt who was staring at Du Le's body eager to try, and the next second she could burn wherever she could point to directly cremate Du Le, her eyes were gloomy, and she fell into deep thought.

Who gave the illusion that she was going to burn people?
She twitched the corner of her mouth, "Don't burn him, burn the silver needle."

"Oh." The aunt replied, and there seemed to be a little bit of disappointment on the chubby face that was already black and clumsy.

Bai Qianchun:
She calmed down, and instructed the aunt to burn a cluster of small flames in the palm of her hand, and then twisted the silver needles and put them on it to roast, slowly and calmly.

But when she gave the needle, her movements were smooth and smooth, which was incredible.

The onlookers only felt that the hand on the bloody chest was about to leave an afterimage. They were dazzled and their eyes were dry. When they couldn't hold back and blinked, she fucking finished the work up! ! !
Looking at the past again, Du Le's chest was densely covered with silver needles, and the tails of the needles with a faint silver glow hummed softly, as if intertwined into a wonderful rhythm.

"hiss--"

"It's weird. I actually felt dizzy after looking at a few needles. Could it be because I didn't sleep well last night?"

"No brother, I have the same feeling. After watching it for a long time, I feel dizzy and feel like vomiting."

(End of this chapter)