"Master, good morning, you are here."

"Master Daoyi, good morning."

The cancer was cured and Chen Ke had gone away, Zhou Cheng and Sun Hua had just passed by one night, their faces were very different, with a gorgeous look, smiling, and greeting Wang Daoyi diligently and respectfully.

At the same time, there were seven more ‘newcomers’. No, they should be said to be ‘the best brother’, with a smile on his face and gratitude. He stood beside him.

Think about it, they got cancer diagnosis and were already in despair and were waiting to die. Suddenly, a master of miracle doctor cured you, and he didn't charge you any money!

More importantly, this master also has the suspected magical power in his body. The legendary internal energy, is there any? Who wouldn't you beat Xiaojiu in your heart?

People's hearts are greedy. After being cured, there is naturally a lot of gratitude, but more people are indeed greedy. What are you greedy? Master Geng’s magical skills! Wouldn’t it be better if you can learn some superficial skills from the master to prolong your life?

In addition, Zhou Cheng and Sun Hua, a total of nine "little brothers" respectfully looked at Wang Daoyi. Behind the nine of them, there were more than a dozen patients who were brought to him. Looking at Wang Daoyi's eyes were burning with a burning fire, which was the fire of hope.

These people are men and women, old and young. They all have pale faces and are extremely thin. They are either wearing hats or bald heads. They are all cancer patients. Under the pain of chemotherapy, the top of their heads are all naked.

What a guy, this group of people stood together, all bald, which was a strange scenery.

New World Square is the center of the most prosperous commercial street. Even in the early morning, there are people coming and going, so it attracted the attention of many passers-by and tourists. Today's free clinic is much more lively than yesterday.

Wang Daoyi had expected this situation in his mind. He did not say much, and looked at Zhou Cheng calmly, and said:

"Donor Zhou and Donor Sun, there are many patients coming today. You are responsible for maintaining order."

"And you guys..."

The seven "lucky little brothers" hurriedly said:

"Master Daoyi, we are grateful for your cure for our cancer, but we are sorry if you don't accept money or worship."

"Yes, so we are discussing to help you with your free clinic."

"Yes, this is a good deed. I, Buddha, are merciful, and we are here to help."

"Yes, it's just helping."

Wang Dao once again chanted the Buddha's name.

"In this way, all donors are considerate."

"Amitabha Buddha, the great power of heaven and dragon, the World-Honored Ksitigarbha, and all Buddhas are compassionate."

"Good, good..."

“… Let’s start.”

He sat on the free clinic. This time, Zhou Cheng and Sun Hua did not sit around Wang Daoyi like they did yesterday, but stood around him.

The other seven people are responsible for maintaining order and explaining the process.

"Look in line, line up, everyone, line up here, be careful not to jump in line."

"Everyone follows the process we just agreed on, come on, line up according to men, women, old and young, with age and young, priority for the age and young, priority for the ladies, priority for the serious illness..."

In front of the kingly Daoyi, these nine little brothers were particularly active in showing kindness, humility to each other, and ranked in sequence.

Fortunately, there were only more than ten patients coming at this time, not many. After some arrangements, the first patient was soon pushed out.

First, the elderly and the children are preferred, so either the elderly or the children are preferred, followed by the ladies, so if you are a woman, you will be seriously ill in the end...

According to the sequence ranking rules, the first patient was a little girl.

This is a little girl who is only twelve years old, extremely thin and pursed her lips. He was held in the arms of a middle-aged uncle and sat at the free clinic table.

The middle-aged uncle was dressed in shabby clothes, dressed in cheap street stalls, with cement grey on his body, a scumbag on his beard, a depressed complexion, severe dark circles on his double eyelids, and swollen. Needless to say, he was a migrant worker at a construction site.

"Master, my Xiaoyan is leukemia...Master, do you think you can save me?"

The middle-aged uncle spoke weakly, and with unconcealed weakness, he could not speak hard.

"Sorry donor, I can't save you."

"I only treat cancer, not other diseases."

To be honest, Wang Daoyi really can’t cure diseases and does not understand medical skills. The only way he can cure cancer is to use true qi to swallow and digest cancer cells.

"What?... can only cure cancer... What should I do?"

It seemed as if I saw hope, but the next second was despair.

At this moment, the middle-aged uncle and his daughter's eyes became dull and they felt quite uncomfortable when they looked at Wang Daoyi, but he could only say so at this moment.

"Uh... Master Daoyi, your true qi can cure cancer, isn't other diseases even less important?"

Zhou Cheng, who was standing behind Wang Daoyi, asked strangely.

"I can only use true qi to treat cancer, and in the future, I will only treat cancer. Zhou Donor, I will only say this once. Remember not to bring other patients in the future."

"I am not a doctor, but a practitioner. I can cure cancer because it is beneficial to my practice."

"That's right..." Zhou Cheng nodded when he heard this, but Sun Hua on the other side had a beating brow, and a thought flashed through his heart at the same time.

Using true qi to treat cancer is actually beneficial to Master Daoyi's practice. There seems to be some mystery here.

Zhou Cheng laughed:

"Master Daoyi, I understand, but Master, you can indeed treat this leukemia, because leukemia is also a cancer, and its scientific name is blood cancer. Leukemia is just another name."

"Oh? So that's it, then please ask the donor to reach out."

Of course, Wang Daoyi knew that leukemia was blood cancer, which is common sense, but he did not forget that his character was an expert from another world, so he said so.

At the same time, it is also to spread the saying that I can only cure cancer.

Just imagine, true qi can cure cancer, so wouldn’t it be easier to treat other diseases? For example, all kinds of strange and complicated diseases like AIDS come to you. What’s wrong?

So you must set up your personality in advance.

I, Master Daoyi, and a practitioner who travels through another world, can cure cancer because it is beneficial to practice, it is that simple.

"It can be cured, ah, it's so good, Xiaoyan, please reach out."

A thin and shocking arm with a hole in the needle, all of which were terrifying pain from chemotherapy, but compared with the real cancer pain, it was insignificant.

Wang Daoyi sighed in his heart that such a young girl should go to school at school without worry and have fun after school, and should not be tortured by cancer like this.

If the ultimate goal of practice is to immortality, then before reaching this ultimate goal, it may be a good small goal to cure diseases and save others by just a little bit of hope...

Of course, it's limited to cancer.

The ancients said that if you are poor, you will be able to keep yourself alone, and if you are prosperous, you will be able to help the world.
Chapter completed!