"Okay. Let them have a glance at the real doctor that practices traditional healing!"
With a smile on his face, Chen Xiaobei walked to the Arabian youngster and helped him to sit up with legs crossed.
"Do you think he has the skill to heal that young man? Look at his age! He is so young but he has to pretend that he is some kind of miracle doctor!" said Park Chan-ho in a shaky voice.
"Trust me! He is just pretending. He should be thankful that the black Qi did not affect him! Don't expect him to be skillful enough to help us to clear out the toxins from our system!" said Duke Gustav scornfully.
"Macky… Come here… Pay attention to him! Bring him over here if he can heal that young Arabian man…" said Niya.
"Yes, ma'am! What if he fails to do it?"
"Hmph! I don't want to see him again since he treats me like an idiot!"
