Wei Yang followed Xiao Yi to a room, where a little girl of seven or eight years old was lying on the bed, but the little girl was crying irritably with pustules on her face.

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

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

"Sister, itchy, uncomfortable to death, Xiao Zi will be ugly in the future." The little girl in bed cried.

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

"Really? Are you sure. Xiao Yi asked in surprise, originally she also saw Wei Yang use herbs to treat the guards guarding the city gate before she led Wei Yang back to the house with the attitude of giving it a try, as for whether she could achieve the expected goal, she didn't dare to hope, after all, the people invited by the mansion were all medical masters from Jin'an City, and even they were helpless, so it was a bit unrealistic to hope for this kid.

Now listening to this kid himself say that he can try it, a kind of hope arises spontaneously.

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

This is really a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, if there is any other complicated disease, Wei Yang has no experience and certainty.

"That's it, little brother, it's getting late today, you go to the living room and sit down for a while, and tomorrow you can start the treatment with your method."

"Okay." Wei Yang promised, to be honest, he didn't have a place to go, and if he didn't stay here, he could only sleep under the eaves on the side of the street.

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

In the living room, Mr. Zhang, who is known as the medical saint, and the young man of Danlou are talking, and Mr. Zhang said to the old man: "Old marshal, I used the method of internal and external application for the young lady, which acts on the body to detoxify, and external application to assist in removing itching, so that the young lady will not scratch because of the itchy skin, and after the medicine in the body removes the toxin, the young lady will recover herself." ”

The young man from the Dan Building said: "The Baicheng Pill I refined should have the effect of suppressing the treatment of all poisons, I think, with a few more pills, the young lady will definitely be reconciled as before." ”

"Hahaha, what the two of you said is the best treatment, but my little granddaughter's symptoms are getting worse and worse, I don't know how you two can explain?"

The old man sitting on the main seat said, this once commanding old man was once an old marshal who commanded millions of soldiers, but now he just disarmed his armor and returned to the field and went home to recuperate, but there was a domineering and majestic expression in his demeanor and words.

The old man's words made the two look at each other embarrassedly, speechless, indeed, it seems that this kind of pustule is extremely difficult to treat, even if it is cured, it will leave an ugly scar on the face, not only to cure the disease without leaving a scar, the two of you here dare not pack a ticket.

The young alchemist glanced at Wei Yang, who was sitting in the corner, and changed the topic to Wei Yang and said teasingly: "This little doctor, you have seen the young lady's condition, what is the wonderful treatment?" ”

Wei Yang glanced at him in disgust, and replied coldly, "No comment." ”

"You ......" It seems that his identity is held and offered in any place, and today he touched the ashes of his nose in front of an ordinary teenager, coupled with the fact that the old marshal did not dick his so-called elixir at all, he felt frustrated and ashamed that he had never felt before.

He stood up suddenly, and said to the old marshal: "I am not good at learning and art, and my medical skills are shallow. ”

This guy glanced at Wei Yang fiercely and said, "Huangkou Xiaoer, I don't know how thick the sky is, let's see." ”

With that, the guy left angrily.

Mr. Zhang saw that it was not easy to stay any longer, and he clasped his fists at the old man and said, "Old marshal, I have been bothering the house for this time. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to face Wei Yang and said, "Little brother, if you take care of Miss's illness, I will give you a hundred taels of gold." ”

He clearly didn't believe that this kid could be stronger than him, and this statement was actually an angry talk, and it was also a bit of a bet.

"Mr. Zhang, I have no intention of offending you, you must know that the inch is long, the ruler is short, you are a medical master, you are a comprehensive strength, you are powerful, I only use the small door, the mountain and the field of home remedies, how can I lead you so much?"

Wei Yang's words seemed humble, but he actually told Mr. Zhang that he had won his hundred taels of gold.

Of course, Mr. Zhang is a smart man, and when he heard this kid's words, he said loudly: "The old marshal and General Xiao are here, Zhang is a good man, and I will definitely come to send the gold on the day you cure the young lady." ”

After saying this, Mr. Zhang brushed his sleeves away.

Xiao Yi stood up and said to the old man: "Grandpa, they have been here for a long time, and the little sister's condition is not only not good, but it is aggravated, which proves that they can no longer do anything about this disease, and it is good to leave, if this little brother's home remedies don't work, it is a big deal that I will go to Kyoto to invite the imperial doctor to come." ”

"Alas, it's just my good granddaughter." The old man sighed, and then said to Wei Yang: "Boy, you have seen my little granddaughter's illness, can you do it?" ”

Wei Yang stood up and replied: "Thanks to my grandfather and sister for trusting me so much as a child, to be honest, my grandfather taught me many prescriptions for treating various diseases, and I already know the symptoms of my little sister, tomorrow I will go to prepare medicinal materials in the morning and start treatment in the afternoon, as long as my grandfather and sister believe in me, I will cure my little sister's illness." ”

"Silly brother, if I don't believe you, I won't take you home, you can just treat it according to your method." Xiao Yi said with a smile.

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

In fact, the folk remedies that Wei Yang said were not complete, thinking that his grandfather was the valley master of Wanhua Valley, and he could be said to be the first person in the entire Xiancang Continent to heal, and his grandson under his dedication must be no less.

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

After a night of silence, when he got up the next morning, Wei Yang began to get busy, Xiao Yi gave Wei Yang a silver ticket of one hundred taels, asked him to purchase some needed medicinal materials, and sent two guards as his assistants and entourage.

Wei Yang didn't accept the silver ticket, he said to Xiao Yi: "I don't need to buy medicinal materials, there are many mountains near here, and besides, I don't like people to follow me." ”

Xiao Yi saw that Wei Yang insisted and did not send anyone to follow Wei Yang, but she still forced the silver ticket into Wei Yang's pocket.

"Brother, it's hard to move an inch without money in this world, see you in the afternoon."