Slap!
An unrestrained slap landed on Xia Yuan’s forehead, causing tears to imdiately flow from his eyes due to the pain.
"Mother!"
He called out to his mother in grievance, rubbing his red forehead, but upon seeing Ran Qing’s sullen face, Xia Yuan imdiately fell silent.
Ran Qing had a bit of a temper, often keeping a stern face, which was common and frequent. But true anger was rare, and now, she was genuinely angry.
"Sir, I hope you can give us an explanation."
Ran Qing bit her lip, and personally picked up her son, ready to leave for the room.
However, before her steps left the hall, she heard the unusually solemn voice of the old Taoist from behind: "I must go overseas to find the Drug Guide to cure the cold poison. I’m unsure when I will return. Should his cold poison recur during this period, I suspect that with your ager skill, you won’t be able to resolve it."
Zhen Xiuming, referred to for his ager skill, was furious, but ultimately he just pursed his lips without saying anything.
Holding Big Pimple, Ran Qing didn’t leave, and Xia Geng and several others were even more shocked.
Since the old Taoist entered, they knew he was leaving while leaving the child behind.
But they didn’t expect that his departure ant going overseas to seek a cure for his son.
Thinking back to how they had treated the old Taoist unkindly, and the countless tis of complaints and curses over the past three years, Ran Qing and Xia Geng’s faces imdiately turned red.
They had complained for three years, wanting to kill the old Taoist in a swift manner, yet he was their genuine savior!
Ran Qing, being a person of the Martial World, was straightforward and spoke her mind.
Once she realized her fault, she imdiately kneeled on the ground with Big Pimple, and heavily knocked her head on the floor: "Sir, above, please accept Ran Qing’s bow. Ran Qing was blind, wronged our benefactor, please forgive us."
The old Taoist frowned slightly, without waiting for Ran Qing to finish bowing, he had already flicked his horsetail whisk over.
He most disliked people of the Martial World who often kneeled in gratitude; having saved so many, he had seen enough of kneeling and thanks before!
"Alright, alright, if it weren’t for the fact that overseas was truly too far, maybe I would have taken this brat along with . I’ve expended so many good dicines just to barely save his little life, and I’m worried you might end up harming him!"
Indeed, those pills the old Taoist casually fished out of his pocket were actually detoxifying divine dicine useful for Big Pimple.
As a dic renowned for poison, how could he not understand the dicines he carried?
Zhen Xiuming coughed awkwardly, stepped forward and asked: "Uh, senior, may I ask where you are going to find the dicine? I am sowhat versed in dicine, so why not let accompany you?"
Earlier, Zhen Xiuming wasn’t very polite to the old Taoist, but now he seed like a different person, calling him senior with every word, and even dared not arrogantly claim his own dical skill was superb, only said slightly versed.
"Hm! You?"
The old Taoist shook his horsetail whisk, poked his ear, and dug into his dirty bosom: "Your dical skills aren’t great, but compared to those quacks, it’s tolerable! Forget it, you better not follow , if we all leave, who will take care of the lad if he falls sick?"
Zhen Xiuming still wanted to say sothing, but recalling Ran Yan’s dying wishes, he imdiately surrendered.
The old Taoist’s hand erged from his bosom, tossing a dirty cloth pouch to Zhen Xiuming.
Zhen Xiuming subconsciously wanted to open that cloth pouch, but with a thought, he opted to hold it tightly.
Indeed, the contents of this cloth pouch were extraordinary.
A few pills the size of mung beans, several silver needles, and a note detailing how to handle Big Pimple’s illness on the note.
It turns out, the old Taoist ca prepared.
"Let him drink more alcohol usually, it helps suppress the cold poison!"
Everyone’s attention was drawn to the cloth pouch in Zhen Xiuming’s hands, nobody noticed when the old Taoist left the hall.
Even the highly skilled martial artists Master Ran and Qin Feng only suddenly realized he was gone after hearing this sentence.
Just as when he took Big Pimple away years ago, this ti he also left without notice.
Tightly holding the child sleeping in her arms, Ran Qing was too ashad to lift her head. She could only pray silently in her heart for the old Taoist to return safely without issues.
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