The reason why the insane warrior regained consciousness was not due to the pill, but because Jun Changxiao integrated a ray of fire soul power into it in advance, and after taking it, he successfully purified the fire poison that affected his mind and nerves.
Disclaimer, it is just a very ordinary pill, not a pill rubbed out of the arms, and the dog's leftover is not that dirty.
Of course.
I have to praise Miao Saifeng.
The diagnosis and treatment of poisoning symptoms are even better than Sun Bukong.
People who focus on the path of poison are naturally good at detoxifying.
After rescuing the crazy warrior, Jun Changxiao instantly realized that this was definitely a big business opportunity!
I learned from the middle-aged people just now that the incidence of this kind of fire poison is very high in the Red Hell Realm. Since I can easily resolve it, I can definitely help them treat their illnesses and earn fire stones!
really.
Standing on the street and fooling people for a while, passers-by believed him.
The mad warrior recovered from his illness. This was something that really happened before their eyes, and they were not allowed to question it!
What's more, the person being treated was a local in the city. Neighbors who knew him well knew that there were signs of the disease before, so there was no deliberate double act.
"Miracle doctor!"
"This is a miracle doctor!"
For a time, the news that the lunatic patient did not die suddenly but was cured spread throughout Zunwu City, even alarming the city lord, who personally came to visit Jun Changxiao at the inn that night.
Do you want to be so exaggerated?
Readers who have studied the history of the Red Hell Realm for many years should know that this fire-poisoned disease exists for a long time. Once it is contracted, it will be defined as a terminal illness. Unless one breaks through to a very high level, there is no cure.
…
The lord of Zunwucheng, whose surname is Wang, is about fifty or sixty years old, and his temples have turned white.
After he walked into the guest room of the inn, he lowered his posture and said with cupped hands: "Mr. Jun, the dog is also suffering from a terminal illness, and he can still help!"
"It is our responsibility to save lives and heal the wounded."
Jun Changxiao needs to gain popularity as quickly as possible so that he can treat more patients, so he will not miss this opportunity.
So, that night, I went to the city lord's mansion and saw the son of the city lord locked in a dark room. This man sometimes grinned stupidly and sometimes talked to himself, like a mental patient.
"metropolitan."
Miao Saifeng, who was on the Eternal Ship, sent the picture through special glasses and said: "This person should be in the early stages of poisoning and in a state of mental disorder. If he does not get treatment, he will go crazy sooner or later and die suddenly."
"..."
Sun Bukong shed tears.
He should be good at treating diseases, but in the end, Hall Master Miao stole the limelight.
"King City Lord."
Jun Changxiao observed carefully like a miracle doctor and said: "Young master's illness can be solved with just one pill."
City Lord Wang was very happy when he heard this.
"but."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "The medicinal materials required for pill pills are extremely valuable, so..."
After all, City Master Wang is a veteran of the battlefield. Before he could play with his words, he said cheerfully: "Mr. Jun, Mr. Wang has bought the elixir. You can just ask for the price!"
"Ten first-class flints!"
Jun Changxiao is not someone who beats around the bush, he is the energy source of the Greedy Hell Realm, and he is despicable.
City Lord Wang was stunned.
What?
Do you think you want too much?
City Lord Wang's expression changed and he said displeasedly: "If Mr. Jun's elixir can cure Quan Zi's terminal illness, giving ten first-class flint stones would be blasphemy to a miracle doctor like you, so I'll give you at least a thousand pills!"
"..."
Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched violently.
The difference between ten and a thousand is huge!
The system couldn't help complaining: "Why do I feel like the author is deliberately whitewashing the host?"
…
The king's city lord was very generous and promised to give him a thousand first-class flints.
However, the premise must be that the beloved son's terminal illness can be cured, otherwise he will be regarded as a bastard and thrown into a prison cell to eat.
It’s not that they are ruthless, but that throughout the ages, many people have been cheating and deceiving people in the red prison world under the pretext of curing fire poison.
Of course.
Jun Changxiao has real ability.
He took out a pill from his arms that had been fused with the power of the Fire Soul in advance, and threw it into the mouth of the city lord's son. After a while, the other party gradually recovered from his dementia and said, "Dad...what's wrong with me?"
"My son..."
"Wake up!"
City Lord Wang burst into tears.
Although he has many wives and concubines, he only has such a precious son. Now that he has clear eyes and normal behavior, he will definitely be unable to control his emotions.
"Mr. Jun!" He hurriedly bowed to Jun Changxiao and said, "He is truly a miracle doctor!"
Jun Changxiao warned: "Your Majesty has just recovered from a serious illness and is weak. He needs to be carefully nursed back to health for several months."
"I understand, I understand!"
As City Lord Wang spoke, he winked at several accompanying doctors. The latter hurriedly helped the young master, took the opportunity to diagnose the internal body, and transmitted a message: "Lord City Lord, the violent energy in the young master's body has been completely eliminated!"
…
The prince's terminal illness was cured, and the city lord's palace suddenly became lively. Jun Changxiao, who was known as the miracle doctor, was naturally given a meal.
On the table.
King City Lord presented a thousand first-class flints and raised his glass: "This terminal disease has plagued the Red Prison world for many years. If you can cure it, sir, it will be a great contribution to the present and future generations!"
"City Lord Wang has given you the award!"
Jun Changxiao said modestly: "Jun is just a country doctor. He only hopes to save more patients with his own meager efforts. He doesn't care about the so-called fame and fortune."
If it weren't for the fact that he collected money as fast as lightning, City Lord Wang would have almost believed it.
"Master Jun."
"The incidence rate of this terminal disease is extremely high, especially among high-ranking officials. If you have the ability to cure it, you will surely prosper in the future."
Jun Changxiao didn't care on the surface, but he was happy in his heart.
The more patients you have, the more money you can make.
…
Jun Changxiao temporarily lived in the City Lord's Mansion.
In the dead of night, he forced out the alcohol, took out a first-class flint from the space ring, and said, "Let's see how it works."
"brush!"
Sit cross-legged on the ground and release your spiritual thoughts.
Strictly speaking, Jun Changxiao also belongs to the fire cultivator. After all, he has the body of holy flames and the spirit of fire soul. This kind of martial arts resource with extremely high fire attributes can be used to absorb it.
"call out!"
"call out!"
Wisps of fire energy float into the Dantian and gradually merge with the energy core.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Jun Chang smiled and frowned.
Although this energy from flint is extremely pure, it actually contains a trace of violent energy.
"Could it be..."
Gou Sheng guessed: "The reason why the warriors in the Red Prison Realm are terminally ill is because they have ingested flint for a long time. The accumulation of small amounts leads to the onset of the disease?"
"The incidence of this terminal disease is extremely high, especially among high-ranking officials."
The words that King City Lord said at the banquet rang in his ears, allowing him to confirm: "We should be inseparable!"
It is certainly easy for dignitaries to obtain flint, and their intake is much higher than that of ordinary people, so it is easy to understand that they are the main group of people suffering from the disease.
"Tsk, tsk."
Jun Changxiao sighed: "This is a disease of wealth."
"call out!"
With a thought, the power of the fire soul filled the air, purifying away any trace of violent energy existing in the Dantian.
"The cause of the disease has been found." Jun Changxiao touched his chin and said, "If a preventive medicine can be developed to curb the power of anger, wouldn't I become rich overnight?"
"Master Miao."
Jun Changxiao asked using the sound transmission technique: "Can this kind of fire poison be prevented?"
"Can."
Miao Saifeng said: "But it requires the sect master to provide the power of the fire soul, and it will take some time."
"how long?"
"As fast as March or May, as slowly as three to five years."
"This incurable fire disease can only be solved by attacking the root cause, so I leave it to you. You must research a preventive medicine as soon as possible."
…
Jun Changxiao stayed in the city lord's mansion for several days. When the news of the city lord's son's recovery spread, famous families also brought patients for treatment one after another, and they prepared thousands of first-class flint stones.
Seriously.
Fire poison is a terminal disease, it is really a disease of wealth.
Jun Changxiao has treated so many patients, but he has never met anyone with an ordinary status. This shows that it is difficult to ingest flint, and it is almost impossible to get sick.
"Mr. Jun."
One day, after returning from shopping outside, the King of the City came over in a panic and whispered: "A noble person is here to visit you."