Chapter 67 The Divine Doctor is a Madman 7
Seeing Jiang Mingyue's eyes at that moment, he immediately understood what she was planning.
"Sister, if you have to trade your life for mine, what's the point of me living?"
"Besides, I still have two years to live! That's enough!"
Two years is almost enough time to finish the entire storyline.
So what if I die?
Thinking of this, Song Jinhuan glared angrily at Shen Yushu.
Hmph, it's all because of this person!
When Shen Yushu met that gaze, she inexplicably felt that she might have gone too far in bullying others.
Tsk~
He quickly suppressed this inexplicable thought. Ever since he made a name for himself as a divine healer in the martial arts world, the rules of the Valley of Life and Death have always been like this, haven't they?
People who come to the doctor for treatment should not have any illusions.
He treated everyone who came to him for treatment as if they were there to die.
Jiang Mingyue has carried the burden of guilt towards her younger sister since childhood. In countless quiet nights, whenever she thinks of her sister's body, her parents have said countless times that it's not her fault, but she still suffers from deep inner condemnation.
Jiang Mingyue's younger sister's illness is her heartache.
She only had two years to live... No matter how her younger sister tried to persuade her, she felt her heartache only worsened.
Jiang Mingyue is stubborn; once she sets her mind on something, she will not give up until she achieves her goal.
“Baozhu, you have never really seen the world properly. If you recover, you can travel around and taste all the delicacies in the world.”
Jiang Mingyue had made up her mind. She raised two fingers and placed them on Song Jinhuan's shoulder, then stopped a meter away from Shen Yushu.
"If I agree to the miracle doctor's request, can he guarantee that he will completely cure my sister?"
Shen Yushu picked up a strand of hair with his well-defined fingers and said confidently, "With my help, even a corpse that has been cold for three days can be snatched back from the hands of the King of Hell."
Jiang Mingyue: "Is this really true?"
Shen Yushu: "This young master never speaks recklessly."
Jiang Mingyue now held a dagger in her hand. Song Jinhuan, whose acupuncture point had been activated, had tears in her eyes and could only shake her head, the only part of her body she could move, saying, "Sister, you can't!"
"If you die, I'll die with you!"
"I absolutely will not obediently go to the doctor!"
Jiang Mingyue moved swiftly, adjusting the position of the dagger before stabbing it in, turning her entire back towards Song Jinhuan.
The view was blocked.
But Song Jinhuan could tell from her subtle movements that the dagger had already entered her body.
The girl's almond-shaped eyes widened, her anxiety overwhelming her fear of Shen Yushu. Overwhelmed by courage, she began to hurl insults at him through gritted teeth.
"What a load of rubbish about being a miracle doctor! Bah!"
"Save me or don't save me, fine. Why are there so many rules?"
"You dare to call yourself a miracle doctor! You don't deserve that title! You're a big bad guy! A real villain! You're the worst person in the entire martial arts world!"
"You're a monster who enjoys toying with people's hearts! If anything really happens to my sister, I'd rather die than have you heal her!"
The man's face turned cold.
Upon seeing this, the doorman quickly stepped forward and said, "Shut up! You mustn't be disrespectful to my young master."
Jiang Mingyue's dagger had already penetrated a third of the way when Song Jinhuan's cursing came from behind her. She froze, then turned around angrily and questioned, "Who taught you all this?"
There was someone lurking around her younger sister, corrupting her!
Jiang Mingyue felt a surge of resentment; she regretted not discovering it sooner!
Song Jinhuan was speechless for a moment, and said with great grievance, "Sister, you've changed. You never used to be fierce to me."
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