Chapter 42 Not Even Qualified to Be a Swindler_1

This matter also attracted quite a few doctors.

"What? A Divine Doctor has appeared at the main entrance? Cures all diseases and charges five hundred thousand if cured?"

"Tales of the Arabian Nights! Let's go see the excitement, what kind of white-bearded grandpa is it, ha!"

"If he can even knock down such serious kidney stones, I'll take him as my teacher!"

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What started as about a dozen people going out to take a look quickly turned into fifty or sixty people rushing out to see what was going on.

They didn't know how funny it would be until they saw for themselves.

"This is the Divine Doctor? So young, in his early twenties!"

"He's setting up a stall to treat diseases, isn't this just a street swindler? Look, he even advertises curing all illnesses, and truly wants five hundred thousand? Where does he get the guts, if not crazy then stupid!"

"Definitely doesn't have any real skills, you guys are being scammed!"

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