Capítulo 2101: Chapter 8: The Old Taoist (Second Update)_2
However, after all, without the foundation of a miraculous elixir, his condition is also not optimistic, and the daily dicinal baths must be completed on ti and in the right amount.
After burying the body of their youngest son in a picturesque place, Xia Geng and Ran Qing set off back to the capital three days later.
Ran Qing had not yet recovered post-delivery, and Big Pimple still needed daily dicinal baths, so the journey, which was supposed to take a few days, ended up stretching into ten days.
Qin Feng had sent news back to the Ran Family Castle as soon as Ran Qing’s body showed abnormalities. Naturally, the Master Ran couldn’t sit idly by and imdiately sent people to search far and wide for the infamous Ghost Hand God Doctor in the Martial World.
Although he was called the Ghost Hand God Doctor, in fact, his dical skills were far less renowned than his poison techniques. This person’s temperant was peculiar; despite having unparalleled mastery in poison techniques, he disliked others ntioning it, as if any ntion would make him seem like a heinous villain.
You can’t afford to offend a doctor.
People in the martial world knew this and dared not say anything about the evil nature of poison techniques in his presence, so the title of Ghost Hand God Doctor beca famous in the martial world.
However, the Ghost Hand God Doctor mysteriously disappeared from the martial world ten years ago. People initially thought he had died from his own poisons while experinting in the dicine Valley, but later on, soone specifically went to probe in the dicine Valley and discovered that there was no trace of the Ghost Hand God Doctor’s corpse.
Moreover, so even saw human traces deep within the dicine Valley.
The deep part of the dicine Valley was planted with poisonous plants cultivated by the Ghost Hand God Doctor himself, and it was said that he raised a group of poisonous creatures in hidden places.
Such a place is not accessible to ordinary people; only the long-vanished Ghost Hand God Doctor could appear there.
When Master Ran was young, he had so connections with this Ghost Hand God Doctor. Now, with his grandson’s life in peril, he naturally thought of the Ghost Hand God Doctor first.
However, despite sending out the word for so long, the Ghost Hand God Doctor had not appeared until nearly half a month later, when a Taoist, resembling a beggar, arrived one early morning.
This Taoist was a tangled ss from head to toe, with unkempt hair and beard. If it weren’t for his Taoist robes and the dirty, matted black horsetail whisk he carried, one might mistake him for a beggar coming to ask for food!
The Door-keeping Servant thought he encountered trouble on the way and ca to seek help, so he gave him so silver pieces very politely, intending to send him away.
Who would have known, the Taoist refused the silver pieces and simply laughed, saying he ca to save lives.
Ever since Ran Qing returned to the Ran Family Castle with her chronically ill son, everyone knew their family had a child who was close to eting the King of Hell due to poison.
When the young servant heard he was there to save lives, he naturally dared not delay and quickly led him into the manor. Though in his heart, he held disdain for this Taoist.
All these days, the castle had seen nurous doctors, whether they were renowned divine doctors or barefoot itinerant healers, none succeeded in curing the second young master.
Could such a filthy Taoist possibly cure him?
Just as the young servant thought, Ran Family Castle had tried every possible way to heal the sickly Big Pimple.
The Imperial Physicians had co one after another, and all the renowned divine doctors in the martial world had been invited. But none found a better treatnt thod.
There was no way; Big Pimple hadn’t even reached his full month, and his body still had too many remnants of poison. More importantly, they couldn’t think of a better thod than Zhen Xiuming’s.
Actually, Zhen Xiuming’s thod had already brought Big Pimple out of life-threatening danger, but due to the overuse of dications in dicinal baths, Big Pimple’s body was extrely frail.
Worse still, as the dicinal baths continued, he stopped sweating and grew colder and colder.
Even in a room as warm as spring, his little hands and feet were icy cold, and his mouth was blue and purple with cold, looking as if he had been dead for a long ti.
Zhen Xiuming examined his prescription multiple tis but could not find any issues.
Ran Qing’s body’s poison had been completely cleared out, so why wasn’t the little one getting better!
This Taoist, claiming to be Wuyou Sanren, laughed heartily, looked at the little one nearly a month old but still so small and skinny, and shook his head saying, “You idiot! There’s another kind of poison in his body that you didn’t diagnose!”
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