The Best Little Doctor

Xiang Caiwei shook her head, "No need, I am a Chinese doctor myself, I can recuperate on my own. "I don't want him to touch …"

"He's not touching it, he's playing with it …" Lin Kexin's face flushed. She and Xiang Caiwei were good friends, and Xiang Caiwei knew about what happened on the train.

"It's all pushed up to my chest …"

"Sis Weiwei, don't talk nonsense. I didn't push you there!"

"Since you didn't, then why was your face so red when I asked you!?"

"Sis Weiwei, I'm not going to tell you anymore, you're annoying …"

"..."

Chen Mo didn't return to school; instead, he only started lessons tomorrow.

Plus, it was getting late for the shopping spree. So he directly took a taxi back to Emerald Garden.

An Qingya also returned home. When Chen Mo pushed the door open and entered, she was sitting on the sofa in the living room, reading a book.

Seeing that Chen Mo had returned, she put down his textbook, "Brother Chen, why didn't you pick up my phone?"

Chen Mo asked: "What phone call? Did you call me?"

An Qingya took out her phone from her pocket, tapped the call log and moved it in front of Chen Mo, "I've called more than 20 times, you haven't answered a single one!"

Chen Mo took out his phone, fiddled with it a few times, and explained: "My phone is out of battery."

"Then how did you get back Brother Chen? To take the bus? " An Qingya asked.

Chen Mo said: "I rented it out."

An Qingya nodded, then took out a stack of red bills from her backpack beside him. She walked in front of Chen Mo and said: "Brother Chen, you probably don't have much money left after paying the tuition fees today, right?

"I don't want it, I have money." Chen Mo did not pick up.

An Qingya glanced at her face, "What kind of money do you have? My dad only gave you a few thousand and you'll be gone once you pay the school fees. Brother Chen, take it."

"Ya, I'm so rich." Chen Mo still shook his hand.

This young lady was not bad looking and had a good heart!

An Qingya suddenly flushed red and said softly: "Brother Chen, I took this opportunity when you were not around to sneak into your room and flip through your things. "I found the twenty-eight dollars and thirty cents you put in your clothes …"

F * ck, you think you can find something that could be used for emergency purposes while hiding such a small amount of money?

Chen Mo looked at An Qingya strangely.

"Brother Chen, don't misunderstand. I just want to see how much money you have left, I'm worried that you won't have the money to spend …" An Qingya's face became even redder.

Hearing these words, Chen Mo's heart inexplicably felt warm.

In this world, other than Erya, An Qingya was the second person to be so concerned about him.

As for his master and martial uncle-master, those two old men, everything would be fine if they didn't torture him to death.

Thinking about it, Chen Mo did not blame her for going to his room without his permission.

He took out five thousand dollars from his pocket and said, "You see, I have money."

Looking at the stack of red bills that were twice as thick as hers, An Qingya asked in astonishment, "Brother Chen, how do you have this much money?

"I saw a patient today and earned more than 10,000!" Chen Mo said with a smile.

"Over 10,000!" An Qingya's beautiful eyes widened, "How did you earn so much? What's wrong with that man, worse than me? "

I don't blame her for asking.

Because she knew a little about Chen Mo's fee. She had gone to many hospitals for her disease. She had spent hundreds of thousands of yuan to get it, but she still couldn't see it properly.

But to Chen Mo, it was merely two thousand yuan. And this was half a year of treatment.

The cost of acupuncture was only a few hundred yuan per month!

To get tens of thousands of dollars in medical fees in one go, my god, what kind of illness did this patient have!?

As a doctor, it was not suitable for him to tell others about the patient's condition other than his relatives.

Chen Mo was not a proper doctor, but he had to consider the problem of the patient's privacy.

So he said vaguely, "The man had a tumor. It was a lot worse than you."

"Brother Chen, you're so powerful!" An Qingya's eyes were filled with stars.

Chen Mo could not help but laugh, but he did not feel proud of himself.

In terms of medical skills, he was even weaker than his Master and Uncle-Master. Putting everything aside, with his current strength at the second level of Profound Yang Spell, he could barely execute the fourth needle.

If he wanted to use Thirteen Needles of Buring Sun, he had to cooperate with it.

Even if he had already memorized every single one of these thirteen needles, if he wanted to use the next four needles, he still had to first improve his Profound Yang True Power.

The Profound Yang Spell, until the day it reaches the peak, will not be able to be fully unleashed.

As for how many days would it take to cultivate to perfection, Chen Mo dared not imagine.

He had trained for more than ten years and had only cultivated the Profound Yang Spell to the second level.

His Master and Uncle-Master were old, but they had only reached the fourth level. They were still far from perfection.

Forget it, don't think too much about it!

Chen Mo told An Qingya before he went upstairs.

The amount of energy consumed to treat Lin Hsingna today was not small. She had used the third needle of the Thirteen Needles of Buring Sun, and had even pierced twenty of them.

After that, he gave her more than half an hour of massage, and more than half of his Profound Yang True Power was used up.

Once he entered the room, Chen Mo plugged his phone into the battery and sat cross-legged on the bed. He held his breath, and immersed himself in cultivation.

The training this time was different from the last few times.

The surrounding Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth was more active than ever before, and the Profound Yang True Power in his body was like boiling water, bubbling out.

What was going on?

What was going on?

Chen Mo frowned, he did not understand. The surrounding nature spirit energy was sucked into his body, through his meridians, and after going through a special route, it was refined into Profound Yang True Power, and stored in his dantian.

The speed of his cultivation this time was clearly faster than before, and the effect of his improvement was also very obvious.

After more than an hour, all of Chen Mo's exhausted Profound Yang True Power was replenished.

This was not scientific!

His cultivation speed had increased by at least ten percent. What was going on?

Was it because of the third needle?

During the entire day, Chen Mo did not do anything else except treat Lin Hsingna and use the Thirteen Needles of Buring Sun.

He didn't use the third needle with difficulty, but the consumption was a bit too much.

This was the first time he used it on other people besides training his Mount Qingxia.

Honestly speaking, although Chen Mo thought that his medical skills were good enough, and he had officially left the sect to train in the Profound Yang Spell, he didn't really do much to cure the patient.