chapter 17 Divine healing ===

As night fell, more and more people came to Palwang Street. They were here to visit and check out the street stalls to see if there were any bargains for sale. But a stall like Beau Qin's that held up a piece of white cloth with a few big characters written on it, titled "A divine doctor who can cure diseases and bring the dead back to life", but without a single appliance or medicine, which was unique. Within a short while, Beau Qin's stall attracted many people to watch. They knew that the blind old fortune teller next door had at least dozens of yellow talisman papers and many bottles and jars of things in the stall. "Oh, the miracle doctor healed the sick and brought the dead back to life. What a big deal! If you can bring the dead back to life, do you still need to set up a street stall?" "There are too many charlatans these days. They pretend to be rich, and dare to call themselves miracle doctors even if they know a little bit of medical skills. Even the most popular hospital today dare not say that they can bring the dead back to life." "It's all about sensationalism. It's just a joke. He's a miracle doctor. How can any medical skills bring back people’s life?" "Who knows." The man had seen people setting up street stalls to try to bluff people, but he had never seen anyone bluffing like this. The key point was that this guy had nothing on the stall. Even if he is a miracle doctor, how can he bring him back to life? Did he think he could lie to everyone? "What nonsense to say you are a miracle doctor to heal the sick and bring the dead back to life? This is a lie! Who determines the reincarnation of life and death? Not you! Definitely!" At this moment, a man driving a BMW and wearing a vest, who looked like a nouveau riche, pulled a cart of women's supplies and stopped next to Beau Qin, and snorted coldly at Beau Qin. It’s enough to go to Versailles and drove a BMW to set up a street stall! Beau Qin looked up and saw that he was a fat- crew cut man with a crew cut. "Those who believe in me, I have a way to bring people back to life. Those who don't believe in me can only say that this is their fate." Beau Qin said lightly. In fact, Beau Qin didn't think of such a loud and pretentious slogan. After all, a slogan like "resurrection from the dead" sounds too arrogant. However, in order to attract customers in a short period of time, Beau Qin decided to impress people first. Only when customers came to his door could he use his medical skills. Besides, he wasn't lying. Judging from the extent of his current mastery of the Eight Sequence of needles, it was enough to cure all diseases and even bring the dead back to life. "Like I will believe you! Boy, this is your first time setting up a stall, right? You have to be low-key, otherwise you will be beaten easily! Stop lying here and go home!!" A crew cut man also sets up a street stall, specialising in selling women's products. Although they were all fakes, the prices were affordable. He drove his BMW to sell goods every night and could earn hundreds of dollars. Unexpectedly, when he arrived today, his place was taken by someone else. The other party was still a kid who claimed to be a miracle doctor who could cure any illness, and even bring people back to life. In his eyes, he was a fake miracle doctor who was faker than the old fortune teller! Beau Qin chuckled and said, "I set up a stall to do business? Is it bothering you?" "That's right, it's just bothering me." The crew cut man rushed forward, "You are pretending to be a miraculous doctor to cure diseases. If there is an accident while treating people, and the government closes this place, wouldn't we lose our jobs? Do you think it will interfere with my business?" "That's right, even if the charlatans have medicines and prescriptions, they don't dare to brag like this. This kid holds up a piece of white cloth with nothing at all, and he still wants to be a fucking miracle doctor and bring the dead back to life! Who do you think you are?" "Get out of here quickly! Don't let another accident happen here and cost us our jobs." "That's right! Boy, get out of Palwang Street!" "... As the crew cut man started shouting, several nearby vendors also started yelling angrily, including the man selling pills and the blind fortune teller next door. In fact, the blind fortune teller was not blind at all, he is pretending, and Beau Qin could be more pretender. People who worked in the same industry would make music if they met. There were more and more people gathered to watch them quarrel. It was obvious that the street vendors were competing for territory. But that's right, the place was this small. If someone pretended to be successful and deceived customers, then how could they continue to earn a living? At this time, there was a pair of noble young men and women in the crowd, and they looked over curiously. The man was extraordinarily handsome, but his face was as white as paper, and bloodless, with a body was as weak as that of a little woman. The woman following him next to him was the man's maid, Tami Bai. "Sir, what are we doing here at Palwang Street? This street is too crowded, with people from all trades. Haven't you always disliked this kind of place?" Tami Bai looked at the crowded crowd, frowned secretly and asked. The man smiled faintly. His smile was as bright as a spring breeze, "Tami, I stay at home all day, and I'm really bored. Now I don't have much time. Going out for a walk and feeling the colours of the world again can light my mood. " "What's more, since ancient times, there have been many talented people from all trades. Maybe I can meet a miracle doctor who can cure me." "What?" Hearing the man's words, Tami Bai couldn't help but laugh. "Sir, stories are not always accurate. How can you meet capable people and strangers in this mixed place?" Tami Bai, the maid, was straightforward and didn't have so many twists and turns. She didn't know that her words would suddenly make her master sad. The dignified eldest son of one of the four great families in Lunan, a man who was proud and wielded immense power, his undeniable talent made others jealous. Unfortunately, he was diagnosed with a terminal illness a year ago, for which there was no cure. Several miraculous doctors were invited, and they all concluded that the man would not survive more than three months, but the man's willpower was extraordinary and he managed to hold on for a whole year. In the past year, the man has suffered endless pain, which would have been beyond most of the people. During the treatment, he became easy-going and approachable. "You are right. It seems that I am still wishful thinking." The man sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly. Only then did Tami Bai realise that what he said was wrong, and he quickly apologised, "Sir, I didn't mean that! I was just..." "It's okay, I don't blame you. I am destined to not escape this fate. It's time for me to accept it. Otherwise, not only will I die in the end, but the entire family will be implicated. Both my reputation and wealth..." The man sighed. Now, the medicines that kept him alive come from overseas, costing a fortune every day. Even the four major families couldn't bear it. Although the man didn't want to die, he had to accept the reality. However, if there was a chance to survive... Even if there was the slightest chance. He wanted to live, because he still had many unfulfilled ambitions. At this moment, an angry yell rang out from the crowd in front. "Stop your miracle doctor nonsense! Leave now! Your deception is too obvious! Do you think everyone is a fool?" "Get out of here! Don't let people get into accidents and make us lose our jobs!" "Get out of Palwang Street! Scram!" "Miracle doctor? Bring the dead back to life?" When the man heard this, he was shocked. Could anyone really bring the dead back to life?