ould just be strange."Damn it, kid, you just ruined my business!" The攤子 owner was怒 at逍遙."Boss, don't be so angry, she rejected me but not you! But I can't afford such a price. How about ten catties" s...Chapter 252 Reward 2
"If you really can cure them, then you could be considered a deity-like physician. However, it's just being seen as one by these farmers; the real thing is still far away. We wouldn't dare to call ourselves deities," said that young man arrogantly, though not very obviously, in an attempt to belittle Xianyao.
From what this young man said, Xianyao could tell that he should be a medical practitioner too and the rest of them were likely all medical practitioners as well. Medical schools weren’t many but they existed. The most famous ones would be Immortal Peak, Medicine King Valley, Ten Thousand Flowers Sect, and so on. There were also several small sects with decent medical skills.
Xianyao couldn't tell which school these people belonged to because he wasn’t paying attention to them. It seemed like it was fine for anyone who could be this grand in a small city. Generally speaking, doctors had a high status and would be respected by others.
"Yes yes, they just like calling me deity-like physician. Alright everyone, I want to have breakfast now, do you mind making way for me" Xianyao said nonchalantly. He didn’t ask about their intentions because he knew that these people would definitely speak up and asking him to leave was the best way to inquire.
"Wait a moment, we want to ask you something!" The young man said. Although it sounded like they were seeking advice, there wasn't much sincerity in their request; more of an interrogatory tone that he had to answer.
"Go ahead," Xianyao kept his usual politeness. His maxim was—
If others don’t provoke me, I won’t provoke them!
But if they do provoke me, then let’s be courteous for three steps!
If they still provoke me after that, I’ll give them a needle!
And if they continue to provoke me, I'll cut the grass and remove its root!
"We want to know how you cured their illness. Do you even know what kind of disease it is" The young man asked.
"Their illness was called the Yin Insect Disease which occurs when one eats some unclean things. It’s rare for such a disease to occur, and its source is uncommon as well. From how they’ve been treated, this thing should have disappeared by now, otherwise their conditions would only worsen! Right now all it takes is medication and they can be cured!" Xianyao slowly explained.
This was why Xianyao didn’t make them pay attention to their diet; the source of the disease had already vanished. The situation that caused this illness was very particular, making it impossible for it to last long or reoccur in the same place.
And because of this, not many people knew about such a disease. Unless one was knowledgeable, they wouldn’t know about this illness.
In the past, these farmers had gone to several medical practitioners but none could cure them, so they eventually went to their current sect for help. Xianyao just happened to meet them by coincidence.
This young man was here to check on the situation since he was a healer, and his village wasn’t far from where they were either. Generally speaking, a sect would protect people nearby because their income and talent supply mostly came from these people.
Upon reaching the village, this young man began checking the patients’ conditions; it took him quite some time to diagnose the disease, but he couldn't figure out how to cure them so he had no choice but to ask his seniors in the sect. He could only identify the disease and not treat it.
Right then, the people Xianyao treated returned, bringing news that they were all cured by a young man around 20 years old. This made the young man very surprised, and he felt extremely indignant—how was a 20-year-old able to cure them when even he couldn’t
At that time, this young man wanted to say it was false but those who had been treated told him it was true; he checked their conditions and could be sure they were completely cured.
The way he understood the illness, it wasn't something easily cured—typically taking a long time. How could it have been instantly healed
Following that, Xianyao’s prescription for those farmers made him even more astonished; this formula was perfect and seemed to be able to treat the disease too. Even though the recovery might take longer than he thought, it was still much quicker compared to what he knew.
Thus, he urgently wanted to meet Xianyao and figure out whether it was sheer luck that made him know about this illness and that it had been treated by someone else before. And then purely coincidentally, he cured them.
Hmm, all coincidence, very coincidental indeed; no explanation other than coincidence!
This was what the young man currently thought—wanting to ask Xianyao who taught him…
"How do you know about this Yin Insect Disease" The young man continued asking.
"In Sun Simiao's Thousand Gold Prescriptions, it mentioned such an illness. You should read books better; it’s the experience of predecessors, whether you’re a genius or not, if you don’t read books, then you're just mediocre!" Xianyao said with a hint of regret in his tone, as if pitying this person for being ignorant. Yes, right now he meant that they were ignorant.
"…" The young man’s face darkened; apparently he didn’t expect Xianyao to say something like this. He had seen the book and only then knew about this illness, he asked the question just out of curiosity how Xianyao could know about it but not because he himself didn't know—now Xianyao made him sound like he was ignorant of it which made him feel rather uncomfortable.
"Of course I know that. I’ve already diagnosed this illness and if I were to treat them, I’d be able to cure the disease too! Who says I haven’t read books From ancient times till now, all medical books have been within my grasp," The young man wasn't willing to back down either and still maintained his pride, unwilling for Xianyao to belittle him.
"Oh, have you read the Pharmacopoeia of Medicine Kings" Xianyao asked.
"... No! The Pharmacopoeia of Medicine Kings belongs to Medicine King Valley; I am from Divine Doctor Mountain. It's impossible for me to have access to their highest-level scriptures." That young man admitted, having just claimed he had read everything but not knowing about the Pharmacopoeia of Medicine Kings.
So you're from Divine Doctor Mountain. Now I understand where your pride comes from. People from Divine Doctor Mountain do indeed have grounds for being arrogant since it's almost universally acknowledged as the place with the highest level of medical expertise, even surpassing Medicine King Valley.
Of course, there might be exceptional geniuses in other sects, but overall, Divine Doctor Mountain holds the highest honor!
"Alright, I'm done chatting. My stomach is hungry! Since you're already here, I assume others won't need me anymore. Let's go!" Xianyao was now even less interested in staying and considered breakfast to be of utmost importance.
Chatting Is he saying we've been chatting this whole time Did we have that much free time
"Umm... May I ask how you refer to yourself" When the young man wanted to call Xianyao by name, he realized he didn't know it. After all their conversation, he hadn't even introduced himself.
"If you want to know someone's name, introduce yourself first." Xianyao walked on without looking back.
"Then you should tell me your name," the young man said.
"I don't care about your names!" Xianyao casually replied.
"... " The young man seemed hurt. It made sense; he had been seeking someone, never considering that person might not want to see him. In a way, it should be the seeker who is humble, not the sought-after one.
However, he refused to admit this because he was from Divine Doctor Mountain and also its senior disciple, respected by all.
At this moment, he seemed forced into yielding because while he hesitated, Xianyao kept walking forward.
"Wait! I am Mu Wei of Medicine King Valley."
Xianyao replied, "Xiao Yao, a servant. If you want to continue speaking, go to the main hall; I wish to have breakfast."
Servant What does that mean
Mu Wei and others were confused. If Xianyao had said he was an apprentice or medical assistant, it would make sense because they thought of him as a servant of a mysterious doctor who occasionally learned how to treat parasitic worm disease.
But now that Xianyao called himself a servant, how could a servant learn this Was it by chance Yes, perhaps by chance.
Mu Wei felt the value in Xianyao might have vanished. Initially, he wanted to meet someone who could cure the disease and learn from them; now it seemed impossible. In their view, if something were by chance, a servant like Xianyao couldn't encounter another expert again, let alone his master.
So after this, Mu Wei and others began feeling disappointed, no longer interested in going to the main hall as Xianyao suggested. If he hadn't asked that casual question next, it was clear enough already.
"Where did you get this prescription"
Of course, from an expert! He shouldn't have asked such a thing, Mu Wei thought after uttering these words.
Xianyao casually replied, "I wrote it!" Need to ask
"... I know you wrote it. What I mean is where did you learn about this prescription" Mu Wei said, not believing he created it from scratch; it must have been something he saw by chance.
Xianyao simply answered, "Books!" His prescription came from books—many of them, combining knowledge and actual situations to create the formula.
"Which book" Mu Wei asked. He had seen prescriptions for this disease but never one like that; he couldn't copy any blindly since they were just references.
Xianyao looked at him and said, "Many books; read more yourself, and you'll understand. If I could explain it simply, everyone in the world would know. just written in the legends, and there isn't any mention of it existing in reality!""Show me!"The Yellow Family's Young Master took the medical treatise and read it for a moment before laughing. "Hah...