Chapter 57

Sent to the doctor ([-])

The old man called himself a butterfly!cough!Well, Hua Chi felt that not only was the way she entered the valley wrong, she had been wrong since she woke up today.That's why I met such a... top quality.

The beautiful boy of Hua Die, although tangled, is not unacceptable.But an old man, and a transvestite old man.Forgive her inability to accept it!

"What kind of eyes are you looking at, little girl? Do you think my old man is empty?"

"It does look very similar." Who has been chatting with this little girl here for almost half an hour.If he's so busy, why doesn't he leave?

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

"What if?"

"It's nothing. Come on, little girl, give me your hand."

Hua Chi narrowed his eyes, "You came to see me..." Hesitantly, his eyes fell to two or three centimeters from his wrist, "Do you see a doctor for me?"

Hua Die ignored her, grabbed her hand, and put her fingers directly on her pulse.

Hua Chi hides, but she can't.She also struggled, but her hands seemed to be clamped by pliers, and they were clamped very skillfully.It doesn't hurt, but I can't even move it.

"Tsk tsk tsk... the little girl is so lucky!"

"Tsk tsk tsk...that's fine..."

Huachi Heixian, can you stop tsk tsk, what is going on, you really mean it!What's the use of just saying such specious words?

What kind of flowers and butterflies... I don't know why.I'm even more curious about who asked him to see a doctor... Well, it should be a doctor!
After a while, her arm was lowered and the other arm was grabbed.

This time, there was no tut tut, nor did she speak, but Huadie's face wrinkled into a ball.

"How?" Finally, Huadie let go of her hand.Although he knew there would be no result, Hua Chi still asked.

"Little girl is born with excellent meridians and smooth veins. It is really rare in the world... Good material for martial arts." Hua Die looked at Hua Chi with sparkling eyes.

"Impossible, I can't practice martial arts at all." Hua Chi felt quite sure of this.

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

"don't know."

"It means that your dantian can't hold internal energy, no matter how you practice it, it will always be in vain."

Hua Chi was not disappointed by this, and nodded as if he suddenly realized: "So that's the case. But, are some people's dantians born real?" Looking down at his dantian, "Is there a piece here?"

Hua Die coughed, "It's just a kind of... er, how should I put it, anyway, although your aptitude is one in a million, you can't practice it."

Hua Chi wasn't ready to understand such a mysterious thing, and he had long since given up his wish to be a martial arts master.

So, she responded with a flattering voice: "Oh!"

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

This is the last thing to ask, but he gave this weird old man a sideways look, and asked very cooperatively: "How is my illness?"

What's depressing is that he obviously asked her to ask, but in the end he didn't answer. Instead, he started rambling: "There is a kind of person in this world, whose family members are all the same, but... er, they may be confused for various reasons." They're...well, different in some ways...like, some dwarves..."

(End of this chapter)

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