Ye Xiao finally lifted her head, realizing it wasn't a drunkard.
She sized up the old man in front of her: he was dressed in a Zhongshan suit, clean from head to toe, with a bodyguard at his side. He didn't look ordinary, a man of his status wouldn't normally seek out an unlicensed street doctor for medical care.
Xie Songyun looked at the young girl; she was quite pretty, especially those eyes—so naive and easily deceived. This child was working at a street stall late at night, so she must come from a difficult family background.
The sports outfit she was wearing had been washed so much it had turned white. Sigh, what a pity. Since he had come across her, he might as well give her a helping hand.
He thought it best to have the child look at his illness; otherwise, she wouldn't accept his help. Today's kids might not be very capable, but their pride is incredibly strong.
"Young girl, can you cure all kinds of diseases?"
