1341: Chapter 1338: This kind of trash also deserves to be called an Alchemist?
1341: Chapter 1338: This kind of trash also deserves to be called an Alchemist?
Ren Feifan was just about to speak when the sword-bearing young man went straight to the girl and urged, “Ruoran, this guy is a swindler.
Why are you believing his nonsense?
Is your grandma sick again?
Co on, I’ll go find Doctor Jiang for you.
With Doctor Jiang’s skills, he can definitely cure her.”
The girl ignored the young man.
Although her grandmother’s life had been stabilized by the dicine prescribed by Doctor Jiang during this ti, the frequency of her grandmother’s vomiting blood had been increasing.
She even suspected that Doctor Jiang might have prescribed the wrong dicine, but she dared not voice her concerns!
After all, Doctor Jiang was a respected figure throughout the entire village and even the town!
No one dared to challenge his dignity!
At this mont, the young man before her represented her only chance.
By now, treating her grandmother’s illness was like trying to bring a dying horse back to life.
Her eyes fixated tightly on Ren Feifan, she earnestly said, “Can you really cure my grandma?
If you can, my father’s room is at your disposal for as long as you need!”
Hope was written all over the girl’s face, as if Ren Feifan was her last straw.
Ren Feifan glanced at the girl’s expression, regained his serious deanor, and suddenly produced a packet of silver needles in his hand.
His gaze calm, an aura of Saint Doctor’s Gate exuded from deep within his body, and he declared,
“As long as she’s not dead, I can heal her!”
His voice resounded powerfully, exploding in everyone’s hearts!
For a mont, everyone present believed him because of that statent.
His deanor was too much like that of a Divine Doctor.
But the conviction did not last long; so with higher cultivation soon ca to their senses, their expressions completely changing.
‘As long as she’s not dead, I can heal her’ – that was simply impossible!
Was this young man boasting too much, thinking he was an immortal?
Even Miracle Doctor Zhuge of the Outer Hidden Sect, known as a healing master, could not guarantee to cure all diseases!
Yet you claim you can heal everything?
The girl, regardless of whether Ren Feifan’s words were true or false, grabbed his arm excitedly, “Master, are you serious?”
Ren Feifan said no more.
With hands behind his back, he stated indifferently, “You can choose not to believe.”
“I believe, I believe.
Master, please co and see my grandma.
She has been comatose in bed for two years now, and she experiences episodes every few days, even coughing up blood.
It’s been getting worse recently.
If not for Doctor Jiang’s treatnt, my grandma would have probably…”
Before she could finish, the girl burst into tears.
Ren Feifan’s eyes sharpened.
Just by listening to the young girl’s description, he had already guessed a few things.
But how could such a disease still exist?
Hadn’t it been eradicated?
“Let’s go.
I know what the illness is, and I’m ninety percent certain.”
Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief.
They never expected this upstart to get carried away with his boasting – ninety percent certainty, why not just say you can fly?
Even Doctor Jiang had no solution to this disease, resorting to so secret techniques for re relief, yet this youngster claid he could heal it.
Heal your granddad!
Acting pretentious won’t kill you!
Even more astonishing was that this youngster hadn’t even started the diagnostic process and claid to know the disease?
Blow your trumpets a bit more reasonably, for heaven’s sake!
The key point was that Ruoran actually believed him!
Everyone thought the girl had beco a fool.
Ever since her grandmother fell ill, the only person she had depended on, she had turned into an idiot – so easily exploited!
So, they were determined not to let a scoundrel like Ren Feifan succeed!
Then those villagers stepped directly in front of Ren Feifan and said, “Kid, don’t think you can get away with any sches.
Ruoran is like our own child, and if you dare to lay a finger on her, I guarantee you won’t even know how you died.
Since you say you can cure her, we’ll go with you to see!
I really want to see what tricks you, a charlatan from the streets, can pull off!”
Ren Feifan completely ignored the crowd and said to the girl, “Take there.”
Overwheld with joy, the girl hurried towards a house.
Just as Ren Feifan was about to follow, he found himself still blocked by the people.
He could only shake his head helplessly, step forward, and a wave of Qi imdiately spread out, opening a path through the crowd.
He calmly made his way towards the girl’s ho.
Those young n and strong villagers who were pushed aside looked baffled, looking at each other.
How did they let him through just now?
For a mont, the scene was eerily quiet, so quiet it was almost terrifying.
…
anwhile, Ren Feifan had arrived at the girl’s ho.
The house was sowhat damp, but overall it was clean and tidy.
In a side room lay an old woman who was almost skin and bones.
For so reason, a trace of blood trickled from the corner of the old woman’s mouth.
The girl was ticulously wiping it away and feeding the old woman a bowl of traditional dicine.
Ren Feifan’s gaze fell upon the dicine, and his expression changed.
The old woman’s ailnt was of extre yin, yet this dicine was of extre yang.
Although it could temporarily neutralize the old woman’s symptoms, but—dicine is inherently poisonous!
If she were to continue feeding this dicine to the old woman, it would undoubtedly harm her!
Ren Feifan’s hand gathered True Qi and he smacked the bowl from the girl’s hands.
Suddenly, the dicine splashed to the ground, and the bowl shattered completely.
The girl’s eyes widened in astonishnt and she exclaid, “Master, what are you doing?
That’s the dicine Doctor Jiang prescribed for my grandma…”
Ren Feifan waved his sleeve and snorted coldly, “This dicine might as well be poison.
Truly a quack doctor, to hell with taking it anymore.
I bet you’ve been feeding it to your grandma for over a year, right?
If you continue, Doctor Jiang will be the death of her!”
The girl was taken aback, never expecting this master to curse, and to speak of Doctor Jiang wanting her grandma dead.
How could that be possible!
Doctor Jiang was known as the Divine Doctor in town.
She really wanted to argue, but the girl didn’t dare.
But the villagers were furious—outraged as a group!
They initially thought Ren Feifan was after Qiu Ruoran, but now they couldn’t believe that this fellow intended to also harm an old woman lying ill in bed!
And now he was even calling Doctor Jiang a quack!
This was simply too shaless!
His heart deserved punishnt!
“Kid, you even dare to slander Doctor Jiang.
Don’t you know that Doctor Jiang is a second-level alchemist of the Outer Hidden Sect?
Do you even comprehend what a second-level alchemist ans?
It’s beyond your reach for life!”
Ren Feifan was taken aback, having heard a new term—second-level alchemist?
That must be so sort of certification.
Imdiately afterward, he snorted coldly, “Such garbage dares to call itself an alchemist?
It’s an insult to the very word!”
“You!” The villagers’ faces turned red with anger, and they were ready to act, but then they found Ren Feifan extracting silver needles calmly, with True Qi flowing through his hands.
The silver needles shot out like dancing musical notes!
This skill completely intimidated them!
The whole process was as smooth as a moving cloud and flowing water!
Even if this kid wasn’t a master of the dical Path, those needle techniques were stunningly beautiful.
Ren Feifan didn’t care about their reactions.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and after exhaling slowly, he beca tranquil, his concentration intensely focused!
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