Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

"It's nothing. It's just a small matter. Don't get excited." Wu Lai glanced at Mr. Qin on the other side. "It's quite easy to cure him. It only takes a few seconds. Do you want me to cure him, Mr. Qin?"    

When he heard Wu Lai's question, Mr. Qin immediately said, "Of course... Why are you asking me?"    

"Really?" Wu Lai asked again with a strange tone.    

Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that Wu Lai was targeting Mr. Qin. Subconsciously, everyone kept a distance from him.    

"Since something happened to him in Drifter, of course you have to be responsible for it. Isn't it only right to treat him? Why are you asking me?" Mr. Qin's eyes looked a little distant, as if it had nothing to do with him.    

Wu Lai nodded. "Alright. I'll start the treatment."    

While saying that, Wu Lai kicked Mr. He who was lying on the ground before anyone could react.    

"Ah!"    

With Mr. He's scream, the food that he had eaten just now was spat out from his mouth. As for himself, he hugged his stomach, his face deathly pale. His head was covered in cold sweat, and from time to time, he would let out miserable cries of pain.    

"You... What are you doing!?" Mr. Qin was shocked. He pointed at Wu Lai and said, "Are you trying to kill me? Is there really something wrong with the fried bun you made?! Otherwise, why would you do such a thing? "    

" If there's a problem, why are you still standing here? " Wu Lai curled his lips. "Why are they all fine? Is there a problem with my omelet, or is there a problem with you and him? You should know that, right? "    

"What did you say? Are you saying that I came with him to cause trouble?!" Mr. Qin said at the top of his voice, "Let me tell you! Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are famous now! Don't think that you can be arrogant just because you have President Luo behind your back! "    

"Then, tell me, who are the two of you? Where are the real Mr. Qin and Mr. He?" Wu Lai said and kicked the fat man on the ground again. Then, he pulled the fat man's body at lightning speed!    

A large ball of cotton fell out from the big belly.    

"What's going on?" Zheng Chenggong's eyes widened as he looked at the large ball of cotton.    

Then, Wu Lai pulled on "Mr. He's" face again. A human skin mask was torn off just like that. The original bald head mask was also ripped off.    

The person lying on the ground was a strange man with a painful expression on his face.    

Mr. Qin's face changed. Suddenly, something appeared in his hand and he threw it at Wu Lai.    

Bang!    

Along with the intense light, everyone covered their eyes in pain.    

Tremor Bomb?!    

"Run! Mission failed!" Mr. Qin hurriedly pulled up his companion who was lying on the ground and was about to jump out of the window!    

"Since you are here, don't leave. It's not surprising that you have friends coming from afar." A figure happened to stop in front of them. Wu Lai supported himself by the window with one hand. He looked at the two of them with interest, although the rest of the people in the room had temporarily lost their five senses. However, Wu Lai would not be affected so easily.    

"You are actually alright!" Mr. Qin had a look of astonishment.    

"How could something have happened? Can this little trick trouble me?" Wu Lai shook his head. "Well, now you can tell me who you are. Where did you come from? By the way, if I don't help your friend... In less than half a day, he'll die."