He Lingxiu nodded and stepped forward, squatting down, placing her hand on Wang Quan's Life Gate to take his pulse.

The people around saw He Lingxiu taking Wang Quan's pulse and started murmuring again.

"Why is she still checking the pulse? Isn't it embarrassing?"

"Exactly. He's already been treated like this by her. What does she want to do now?"

He Lingxiu obviously heard these comments, her whole face turned red. After a few minutes of taking the pulse, sweat appeared on her forehead, but she didn't gain any results.

"Brother Afei, I can't feel the pulse." She said honestly, lowering her head, clearly feeling guilty.

"It's not that you can't feel the pulse, it's because your mind is already disturbed, affected by the external environment. Your heart hasn't calmed down. You need to continue practicing." Afei said.

"Got it, Brother Afei."

Wang Changhe, standing nearby, saw that Ling Zhenfei still hadn't made a move and thought he was scared. "Ling Zhenfei, what are you waiting for? Are you scared? If you can't cure him, just pay up."

Ling Zhenfei stepped forward, squatted down, touched Wang Quan's wrist and Life Gate, and then stood up. Now he understood Wang Quan's condition completely, but he didn't say much.

Wang Quan's condition wasn't faked. His face was waxy white, and his lips were purple. If one were to open his clothes, the skin would be a bit reddish. These signs weren't faked, but they didn't indicate a real illness. Instead, he had consumed something called Mountain Gazing Grass.

Mountain Gazing Grass is rarely documented. This grass has no place in traditional Chinese medicine because it can't be used as medicine. However, it has a very strange effect. After ingestion, it causes a waxy yellow complexion, purple lips, and a red body, making the person look extremely strange, but their mind remains very clear, aware of everything happening around them.

Who knows where Wang Changhe's family got Mountain Gazing Grass from and became familiar with its effects, using it to deceive people. It's unclear whether He Lingxiu was the first or just one of many victims.

"So, can it be treated?" Wang Changhe asked Ling Zhenfei, a question everyone wanted to ask as well.

Everyone was looking at Ling Zhenfei, wanting to see how he would respond, as his answer determined the ownership of two hundred thousand yuan.

Ling Zhenfei laughed: "Look at what you're saying. In these four villages, everyone knows what kind of person Ling Zhenfei is. Leukemia, kidney failure, haven't I cured all of them? Wang Quan's illness is nothing. It's easy to treat, just a piece of cake."

"Impossible, how can you cure it!"

The person speaking was Liu Qinglian. Hearing that Ling Zhenfei could cure it, she became agitated.

"Qinglian, don't be anxious. Since Ling Zhenfei says he can cure it, let him try. If he can't, we won't let him off easily." Wang Changhe looked at Ling Zhenfei with great interest, seemingly very confident.

Ling Zhenfei sneered inwardly and addressed the crowd: "Folks, this illness can be treated. In medical arts, it's called the 'Commoners' Time Illness."

"Zhenfei, what is this 'Commoners' Time Illness'? I've been alive for over seventy years and have never heard of such a strange name." An old lady who was watching her grandchild asked Ling Zhenfei, unable to resist after hearing this odd name.

Not hearing about it was normal; the illness was something Ling Zhenfei made up. "Commoners' Time" meant that it required action or handling. It would be strange for anyone to have heard of this illness.

"Granny, it's normal for you not to know. You're not a medical professional. This illness is peculiar and rare." Zhenfei said.

"Then how should it be treated?"

Seeing a water basin nearby, Ling Zhenfei picked it up: "This illness is strange, and so is the treatment. Just watch."

He placed the water basin on the ground and took out some change from his pocket, calling out to the children in the crowd: "Come here and pee in the basin. Uncle will give you money to buy candy after you're done."

The children watching the commotion ran over to pee in the basin for money. Ling Zhenfei kept his word and gave each child a little money.

Encouraged, the children soon filled more than half of the basin. The watching crowd looked puzzled, not knowing what Ling Zhenfei planned to do with the children's urine.

Without hesitation, Ling Zhenfei lifted the half-filled basin and opened Wang Quan's mouth, pouring the urine into it. Wang Quan, initially with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them wide, trying to struggle and dodge, but his head was held still by Ling Zhenfei, so he ended up gulping down a lot of the child's urine, causing him to retch violently.

"Ling Zhenfei, what are you doing!" Wang Changhe hurriedly rushed over to snatch the basin from Ling Zhenfei's hands, but by then, the basin was already empty. Some of the urine had been ingested by Wang Quan, and the rest had spilled over his head.

"I didn't do anything, just treating Wang Quan's illness."

"Treating illness, is this how you treat illness? You're clearly making fun of my son." Wang Changhe was beyond furious.

"Village chief, don't say that. Child's urine is also known as Reincarnation Wine, a good remedy. Medical books state that treating this illness requires child's urine. Look, isn't your son doing well? He couldn't even open his eyes just now. Now he's not only opened them but also started vomiting."

"Right, his eyes are open, and he's started vomiting. This child's urine is indeed powerful."

"Child's urine, of course. Back in our hometown, we even boil eggs in child's urine."

"What does the boiled egg taste like?"

"Just like this smell!"

The crowd started discussing because they noticed that Wang Quan had indeed sat up and begun vomiting. Wang Changhe saw this and immediately changed his expression, pressing Wang Quan back down and whispering, "Hang in there, we're almost at two hundred thousand."

Their actions were discreet and their voices low, but nothing escaped Ling Zhenfei's sharp eyes and ears.

Wang Quan lay back on the stretcher, returning to his nearly dead state. Wang Changhe then shouted to the crowd, "Look, my son's dying. What he just did was a fleeting sign of recovery before death. Now he's really gone. Ling Zhenfei, you've killed my son—I will fight you to the death."

"Don't rush to fight me just yet. I'm a doctor. Even if your son were truly dead, I'd be the one to declare it. Right now, your son isn't dead. The treatment with child's urine was just the beginning. Now, the core treatment follows."

"Fine, let's see how you treat him."

Ling Zhenfei chuckled and called out to the children playing in the distance, "Kids, come over to Uncle."

The children who had peed earlier and collected their money came running again at Ling Zhenfei's call.

"Uncle, what do you want us to do?"

"Your child's urine was very effective just now. This uncle's disease is half cured, and we need you to finish the treatment."

"How? Will there be more money?"

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