Wei Yang followed Xiao Yi to a room. A little girl of seven or eight years old was lying on the bed in the room. She was just covered in pustules on the face, crying irritably.

Xiao Yi said to Wei Yang: "Little brother, this is the patient I want you to see. It is my little sister named Xiao Zi."

"Little sister, don't be upset, it will be fine." Xiao Yi said softly to her sister.

"Sister, I feel itchy and feel so uncomfortable. Xiao Zi will be an ugly guy from now on." The little girl on the bed cried.

Xiao Yi was about to comfort her little sister, but Wei Yang said, "I can try this symptom."

"Is that? You must." Xiao Yi asked in surprise. She had seen Wei Yang treat the guard guarding the city gate with herbs before taking Wei Yang back to the mansion with a try. As for whether the expected goal could be achieved, she did not dare to expect it. After all, the mansion was invited by medical experts from Jin'an City, and even they were helpless. It would be a bit unrealistic to rely on this kid.

Now I heard this boy say he could try it out, and a hope arises from nature.

Why did Wei Yang say that he could try it? It turned out that when he was eight years old, he also had this pustule. It was cured by his grandfather. He knew the whole process of the treatment.

This is really a blind cat who encountered a dead mouse. If there were any other complicated disease, Wei Yang would have no experience or confidence.

"Let's do it, little brother, it's getting late today. You can sit in the living room first and start the treatment with your method tomorrow."

"Okay." Wei Yang agreed. To be honest, he had no place to go, so he could only sleep under the eaves on the street if he didn't stay here.

Xiao Yi took Wei Yang to the living room, and Wei Yang chose a corner seat and sat down.

In the living room, Mr. Zhang, who is known as the Medical Saint, was talking to the young man from Danlou. Mr. Zhang said to the old man: "Old Marshal, I am using the method of taking internal and external application to remove poison in the body, and external application to help remove itchy, so that the lady will not scratch the skin because of itchy itch. After the medicine in the body removes the toxins, the lady will recover."

The young man from the Dan Building said, "The Baiqi Dan I have refined should have a suppressive and therapeutic effect on all poisons. I think if you use a few more pills, the lady will definitely be as good as before."

"Hahaha, you both talk about the best treatment methods, but my little granddaughter's symptoms are getting worse and worse. I wonder what you two can explain?"

The old man sitting in the main seat said that the once powerful old man was the old marshal who commanded millions of soldiers. Now he has just taken off his armor and returned home to live his life, but his expression and words exudes a sense of domineeringness and majesty.

The old man's words made the two look at each other in embarrassment and speechless. Indeed, it seems that this kind of pustules is extremely difficult to treat. Even if it is cured, ugly scars will be left on their faces. They must cure the disease without leaving scars, and neither of them dare to promise.

The young alchemist looked at Wei Yang sitting in the corner, changed the topic and said jokingly to Wei Yang: "This young doctor, what are the wonderful treatments for you after seeing the lady's condition?"

Wei Yang glanced at him in disgust and replied coldly: "No one can tell me."

"You..." He is like him, and he is held in a place. Today, he touched the ashes in front of an ordinary boy. In addition, the old marshal is not despised at all, so he felt frustration and shame that he had never experienced before.

He stood up suddenly and bowed to the old marshal and said, "I am not good at learning skills and have a shallow medical skills. Since the nobles have hired experts, I will not show my ugly eyes here and say goodbye."

The guy cut Wei Yang hard and said, "Young mouth child, don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick, just walk and see."

As he said that, the guy left angrily.

When Mr. Zhang saw that it was hard to stay any longer, he clasped his fists at the old man and said, "Old Marshal, I've been bothering me in the mansion during this period."

As he said that, he turned his head to face Wei Yang and said, "Little brother, if you treat the lady's illness, I will give you hundreds of taels of gold."

His meaning was obviously that he didn't believe that this child could be better than him. This statement was actually an angry word, and it also meant to bet.

"Mr. Zhang, I have no intention of offending you. You should know that you have strengths and shorter rules. You are a medical expert. You have the strengths of your strengths. You can only use a side-by-side remedy for the mountains and fields. How can you get so much love for you?"

Wei Yang's words seemed humble, but in fact he told Mr. Zhang that he would win his 100 taels of gold.

Mr. Zhang is of course a smart person. He could hear the boy's words and said loudly: "The old marshal and General Xiao are here. Zhang keeps his word. When you cure the lady, I will definitely come to give the gold to you."

After saying this, Mr. Zhang left with his sleeves.

Xiao Yi stood up and said to the old man: "Grandpa, they have been here for a while. Not only is the condition of my younger sister not good, but it has worsened, proving that they are powerless to do anything about this disease, and it is better to leave. If this little brother's folk remedy doesn't work, at worst I can go to Kyoto to invite the imperial doctor to come."

"Oh, it's just a pain for my good granddaughter." The old man sighed, then said to Wei Yang: "Boy, you have already seen my little granddaughter's condition. Are you okay?"

Wei Yang stood up and replied, "Thank you for the trust of my grandfather and sister so much. To be honest, my grandfather taught me many prescriptions for treating various diseases. I know my little sister's condition. I will prepare the medicinal materials tomorrow morning and start the treatment in the afternoon. As long as my grandfather and sister believe me, I will cure my little sister's illness."

"Silly brother, if you don't believe you will not take you home. Just follow your method to treat it." Xiao Yi said with a smile.

"Well, folk remedies, you can try it." The old man looked at Wei Yang who was confident and nodded.

In fact, the folk remedies that Wei Yang mentioned are not complete. I think my grandfather was the master of Wanhua Valley back then, and he could be said to be the number one person in the entire Xiancang Continent. The grandson he taught with great sincerity must be no less than that.

Xiao Yi asked the guards to arrange Wei Yang's accommodation, and Wei Yang fell asleep deeply.

There was nothing to say all night. When Wei Yang woke up the next morning, he became busy. Xiao Yi gave Wei Yang a silver note of 100 taels, asked him to purchase some needed medicinal materials, and sent two guards as his assistants and entourages.

Wei Yang did not accept the silver notes, and he said to Xiao Yi: "I don't need to buy medicinal materials. There are many mountains nearby. In addition, I don't like people following me."

Seeing Wei Yang insisting, Xiao Yi did not send anyone to follow Wei Yang, but she still stuffed the silver note into Wei Yang's pocket.

"Brother, it's hard to move without money in this world. See you in the afternoon."
Chapter completed!