"What have you done?" This time, when Wei Xiao Li spoke, it was a soft whisper, like he couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. His eyes never left the retreating back of Liu Hao Yu.
The old man, now made young again, was whistling 'Ring around the Rosie' in a somewhat creepy manner, but it didn't really bother me.
"What you asked me to do," I replied to his question with a smile. I didn't judge those I healed. I didn't ask for their life story or try to play God by figuring out if they deserved to live or not. I just…healed.
What they did with their life afterward was up to them.
As long as it didn't affect me and mine in a negative way, I was happy.
