Xiao Ming was shocked.

He looked at Zi Die in confusion and said, "What's going on with Miss Zi Die? I did nothing?"

Xiao Ming looked around again. Everything was normal, almost ruled out the possibility of someone sneak attacking, because he was so close to Zidie. If someone wanted to plot against Zidie, he would not have noticed it!

Zi Die coughed twice, then wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth with a pink handkerchief and said, "Sir, the little girl has said it long ago, I haven't had much time."

"Miss Purple Butterfly!"

The four women in white behind them also bowed their heads and said regretfully.

"No, are you sick?" Xiao Ming suddenly woke up, but he didn't see it from Zidie's complexion just now?

Zidie smiled lightly and said, "This may be the last night when the little girl played the piano and sang here! I have never had such a close contact with any man in 16 years, but on this last night, I thought of this wish."

"What's more, the husband left lonely and lonely halfway through. The little girl really didn't want to leave any regrets on the last night, so she wanted to make up for the husband. But... the world didn't meet the wish, and the little girl couldn't sing for the husband anymore, cough cough..."

"It's okay, then stop singing. I'll help you see if you have any illness." Xiao Ming said anxiously.

Judging from Zidie's words and deeds, she should not be like a woman with some scheming. She just simply wanted to spend this last night.

Zidie smiled and said, "I am very relieved that sir is so worried about my little girl! But the little girl's illness is indeed difficult, and all the doctors in the city can do nothing. They all said that I can live for up to three days."

"It's okay, let me see, maybe I can cure you." Xiao Ming smiled slightly.

"Sir, don't joke about your little girl. My illness cannot be cured. Besides, Mr. is still young, how can he be better than those old doctors in the city?" Zi Die said implicitly and politely.

"Miss Zidie, I'm not old enough to treat the doctor. I've been studying medicine since elementary school. Maybe I was sent by God to save you. Your life shouldn't be lost." Xiao Ming said confidently.

Zi Die was silent and said for a while: "Sir, aren't you kidding?"

"certainly."

Xiao Ming said, moved to the chair beside Zi Die, and then said to Zi Die: "Miss Zi Die, please stretch out your right hand, I'll take your pulse for you."

Seeing that Xiao Ming was seriously introverted, Zidie hesitated to stretch out his right hand.

Xiao Ming lifted Zi Die's sleeve and placed his finger on Zi Die's wrist.

Zidie looked at Xiao Ming in surprise, and she couldn't help but sigh: "Is the man's hand so warm?"

Xiao Ming looked up and said, "Miss Purple Butterfly, it will affect her pulse."

Zidie was silent. She looked at Xiao Ming and actually laughed.

She knew that her illness could not be cured, but she was still very moved by someone who was willing to make her final attempt.

After a long time, Xiao Ming took his hands away with a serious expression and said, "Miss Zidie, do you know whether you should say it or not?"

"Sir, please say, don't care." Zidie had already seen it openly, and she had heard of the alarmist words of the old doctors in the city.

Xiao Ming said heavily: "Miss Zidie, if I guess correctly, you haven't eaten for at least two days."

Zidie said in surprise: "How did sir know?"

"Because the digestive system of Purple Butterfly Girl is already disordered, her lungs are about to reach the verge of collapse, but I can't see any signs of you getting sick. In other words, there is no reason for getting sick. In this way, there is only one possibility, family inheritance."

"Click!"

The pipa in Zidie's hand fell to the ground, and she said incredibly: "Sir, I am a miracle doctor! I'm going to hide it from my mother when she was young, and my grandmother and ancestors were both. This is a heavenly disaster and cannot be escaped!"

"It's just a family medical history, not a heavenly disaster. The old doctors in the city said that you can live for three more days. If I ask me, you may not be able to survive tomorrow. The blood you just vomited was because your lungs began to be damaged, and it is most likely because you were too busy at night." Xiao Ming said calmly.

Zidie smiled, and she said to the woman in white behind her: "Change me another pipa, I want to chant the last song for my husband!"

"Miss Purple Butterfly!" The women in white all burst into tears!

Purple Butterfly is interpreting with life!

However, Xiao Ming said, "You go and get it. Miss Zidie wants to sing, so you can satisfy her."

"Sir, why are you so cruel? Miss Purple Butterfly is about to die soon. Do you want to make her more burdened?" the woman in white cried.

"Who said that Miss Purple Butterfly will be alive soon?" Xiao Ming asked back.

"Aren't you just said sir? You can't hold on tomorrow!" the woman in white said anxiously.

"She is really incapable of supporting her current situation, but I can cure the Purple Butterfly Girl's disease, even if she sings ten songs, it won't be a problem." Xiao Ming laughed.

"Sir, do you think this is serious?" The woman in white burst into tears and smiled.

"Of course, you can go and get the pipa quickly and wait under the curtain. After half an hour, I can guarantee that the Purple Butterfly Girl will recover as before." Xiao Ming said firmly.

"Yes, just as the sir said!"

All four women in white stood up and headed towards Zidie's boudoir.

Xiao Ming pulled up the white curtain, and at this moment he and Zidie were the two men in the corridor.

Zidie sighed and said, "Why do you comfort them sir? My illness cannot be cured, and even the gods come to no avail."

"Miss Zidie, although I don't know what medical skills are for the doctors in the city, I think you must have been brainwashed. What you have suffered is not an incurable disease. My acupuncture can be cured fundamentally. If Miss Zidie believes me, please close your eyes and boldly hand you over to me." As she spoke, several silver needles were already clamped on Xiao Ming's fingertips, emitting a faint light under the light of the night.

Zidie smiled and closed her eyes and said, "The little girl is a dying person, so what reason does she have to refuse the gentleman's kindness? If the gentleman really cures the little girl, the little girl will definitely repay her."

Xiao Ming was very satisfied. He picked up Zidie's right hand and poked a silver needle on each of the ring finger and middle finger of his right hand.

Although it was very fast, Zi Die's brow still frowned, but it just frowned, and no sound was made.

Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and there are meridians on the fingers that connect the lungs. In this case, purple butterfly does not require acupuncture from the abdomen.

Then, Xiao Ming slowly instilled spiritual energy into the silver needle, and the spiritual energy flowed into the body along the fingertips of the purple butterfly and began to moisten the lungs.

Zidie felt this spiritual energy, and she gradually relaxed, as if she was enjoying it. Perhaps in the dark, she could feel the burning of the fire of life again!

It is not difficult to cure the disease, the key is that it takes time to cure it.

During this period, Xiao Ming began to think: "In a place like Kuangsha City, Zidie's condition should not be cured. Is there another hidden truth?"
Chapter completed!