"Yes!"
Qin Xi smiled faintly and said in an absolutely confident tone, "I've already given your wife acupuncture. You can ask her if it still hurts, and whether or not she is hungry."
As if to prove what Qin Xi said, the old woman's stomach instantly growled.
"Is, is this true?" The old man asked excitedly, still in disbelief.
Qin Xi nodded helplessly. "Of course."
The old woman moved her body and immediately said with a trembling voice, "Old Jin, I-I'm indeed a little hungry. Besides, it really doesn't hurt anymore. Just now, just now, I thought I was dead. I really couldn't breathe. However, when I saw you, I thought I was dreaming, so I forgot about the pain."
"What a miracle…"
"I didn't expect this young lady to really be a divine doctor."
"That's right, that's right. It's said that cancer is a terminal illness that can't be cured. I didn't expect the young divine doctor to say that it can be cured! If she isn't a divine doctor, then who is?"
