In Capital City, he, Zhu Bufan, was hardly worth mentioning, just an insignificant figure so small he couldn't be smaller, but even an insignificant figure can have grand aspirations, thus Zhu Bufan had his own pride.

Of course, this is not to say that Zhu Bufan liked to pretend, but rather that he was compelled by circumstances.

The old man stared solemnly at Zhu Bufan for a while, pondering whether to believe him or not. Of course, he didn't believe it! Zhu Bufan, this kid, looked extremely young, so young that he wasn't even over 20 years old. How could such a young fellow possibly be a miraculous Divine Doctor in medicine?

There was simply no way to equate the difference in time.

"Are you really a Divine Doctor?" Old Zhou asked in an intimidating and fearful tone, once again revealing the strong aura of a superior, as if ready to pressure Zhu Bufan into a "confession".

"Yes, I am indeed the Divine Doctor. If Old Zhou is willing, I can take a look for you. If not, I won't insist," replied Zhu Bufan, standing tall and speaking with neither servility nor overbearing pride.

Aura, Zhu Bufan had encountered plenty of that. Zhu Dayou's aura, if it were to burst forth, would be as intense as a killing intent; Zhu Bufan had mixed with him for more than a decade and had long since grown accustomed to it. Compared to Zhu Dayou, Old Zhou's presence was practically non-existent.

Therefore, it was impossible for Zhu Bufan to be unsettled by it.

Old Zhou nodded inwardly, knowing that there was definitely something fishy about this young man's doctoral status. However, solely based on his boldness, it was enough to prove that this person was no simple individual. At the same time, Old Zhou was also very knowledgeable about his own condition.

His illness had deteriorated to the point of critical danger. If the poisoned sore on his leg wasn't treated in time, it could truly be life-threatening.

Everyone must die someday, and at his age, death would not be considered a tragic event to lament over. However, the sore on his leg was so alarming that, were he to die like this, it would be with a decayed body. To put it unpleasantly, it would be a death without an intact corpse!

For a traditional old man like Old Zhou, such an occurrence was absolutely intolerable.

"Alright then, in that case, I will trouble Doctor Zhu to take a look. If you can cure it, feel free to name your price," the old man said with a hint of a plaintive plea in his tone, just hoping this youngster could cure his ailment.

Zhu Bufan quickly stepped forward, lifting the bedding covering Old Zhou. Due to the worsening of his condition, Old Zhou wasn't wearing trousers but was wrapped in a towel. As the bedding was lifted, an immediately foul stench assaulted Zhu Bufan's nostrils.

Even with mental preparation, the pungent smell made Zhu Bufan cough repeatedly, almost inducing vomit.

Old Zhou in the bed watched Zhu Bufan with a face full of suspicion. Was this kid too amateurish? Ordinary doctors would wear a mask and disinfect when doing this. Zhu Bufan, so naive to start unprepared, was not even comparable to a professional doctor, let alone holding a doctorate in medicine!

"Yujia, please turn around and avert your gaze," Zhu Bufan said as he noticed Du Yujia staring intently at his actions, causing him to frown and speak out in dissuasion.

"Alright," Du Yujia hurriedly turned her head away. Though she had never seen the large wound on Old Zhou's leg head-on, she could imagine the horror of it. Better not to look; else she might have nightmares at night.

Du Yujia turned her body, and Zhu Bufan lifted the towel that had been changed on Elder Zhou's body, revealing to his eyes a sight of extreme horror and bloodiness...

At the same time, Zhu Bufan immediately exclaimed in astonishment: "It's actually Yin sores!"

"Yin sores?" Elder Zhou said with a puzzled expression: "What in the world is a Yin sore?"

"Yin sores are actually Yin..." Zhu Bufan spoke halfway and suddenly felt he had said too much. He immediately corrected himself: "Yin sores are a kind of poisonous sore created when evil energy invades the body. Once they develop, they are very difficult to cure, unless..." Zhu Bufan stopped speaking again.

"Unless what? Just say it!" Du Yujia immediately pressed him for an answer. If this young man had found the root cause of Elder Zhou's illness and knew the method to treat it, that would be fantastic. She believed that this time Elder Zhou's illness could definitely be cured.

Make a fortune!

"This disease is caused by the accumulation of the utmost cold and yin energy within the body. To completely cure it, one must first dispel the Yin Cold Energy inside. When you've almost cleared the Yin Cold Energy within, the illness, well, should pretty much be considered cured!"

"How do we clear Elder Zhou's Yin Cold Energy?" Du Yujia's heart raced uncontrollably. Although she did not know if what Zhu Bufan said was accurate, considering his very confident manner, she figured he must be quite close to the truth, right?

"To get rid of the Yin Cold Energy in the body, one must use high-temperature, high-heat substances to stimulate the body. Once the temperature inside the body reaches a certain level, the Yin Cold Energy can naturally be squeezed down. I recommend drinking chili pepper water every day; there should be no problem."

"Drinking chili pepper water?" Both Elder Zhou and Du Yujia were stunned on the spot.

Seeing Elder Zhou's unpleasant expression, Du Yujia quickly spoke up: "Zhu Bufan, you better not be joking. Elder Zhou's condition is critical, it's not something to mess around with!"

"I'm not playing games with you, everything I've said is true!" Zhu Bufan reiterated seriously.

"How certain are you that your treatment can cure my illness?" Elder Zhou interjected. Although Zhu Bufan's method sounded outlandish, Elder Zhou was still tempted.

"Elder Zhou, you've misunderstood. What I've told you isn't the cure, but rather a method to stabilize the foundation. After you drink chili pepper water for a week straight, you can temporarily suppress the Yin Cold Energy in your body. Then, when you take my medicine and combine it with my special techniques, you'll be able to cure the illness!"

"Good!" Elder Zhou nodded: "Since you are so confident in curing my illness, I'll trust you this once. Starting from today, I will persist every day... how much per day should I drink?"

"Do this: prepare half a jin of chili peppers and one kilogram of water every day, then continuously simmer them in a pot until there's only one bowl of juice left. That one bowl per day is the right amount to drink."

Du Yujia in the back row couldn't help but wipe the sweat from her forehead. Such a strong chili soup, is that even fit for human consumption?

However, Elder Zhou's illness was not a common disease. As the saying goes, severe illnesses require strong medicine. Without administering some strong medicine, how easy could it be to cure the stubborn disease of someone like Elder Zhou? Therefore, although Du Yujia felt uneasy, she did not stop him.

Although chili pepper water might not taste good, it certainly won't kill anyone!

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