Before he died, he entrusted him to his master.

Otherwise, he would be an infant suffering from severe poisoning, with no relatives by his side.

Whether they could have survived was uncertain, let alone have the good life they have now.

With a sudden sense of relief, Ji Xuan relaxed completely.

I had originally wanted my master to tell me what kind of person my mother was.

But he was captivated by what Ji Xiuming said next.

"Xiao Xuan, we'll have plenty of time to talk about your mother later."

"The most important thing now is to heal your body."

Ji Xuan longed to have a healthy body, stay away from traditional Chinese medicine, and live like a normal person.

Therefore, Ji Xiuming's words completely captured his attention.

He sat upright, simply listening to his master's words.

"My master found out that there is a highly skilled doctor in Liaoning Province."

"This time, I just want to take you to Liaoning Province to see if it can cure your poison."

Ji Xiuming ultimately didn't dare to make any definitive statements.

After all, ever since they learned that Ji Xuan was poisoned, and that the prescription Qing'er gave him could only suppress the poison.

He went on a journey to seek medical treatment and never returned.

Before the Scarlet Letter Revolution began, finding a doctor was relatively easy.

However, the renowned doctor he found had no clue about the poison in Ji Xuan's body.

He then led Ji Xuan down a path that led from hope to despair.

Although he was repeatedly disappointed and hit hard, he still had hope for the future.

After all, he followed the prescription left by Qing'er to get the medicine and brew it, and managed to save Ji Xuan's life.

Thinking about all the places I haven't been to yet, maybe someone can cure me.

Unfortunately, the Scarlet Letter Revolution began later.

Many renowned doctors were persecuted for promoting feudal dross.

Some were criticized and denounced, some were sent to the countryside, and some were sent to labor camps.

He was at a loss for what to do next.

Just then, news of a renowned antidote expert reached his ears.

Although he didn't know if it was true or not, he still went to look for it based on the clues.

The result, naturally, was not good.

The man's expression changed instantly upon hearing Ji Xuan's age and symptoms.

It returned to normal in just a moment.

Then, smiling, she said to him, "I can cure the poison that has afflicted you, child."

"However, in traditional Chinese medicine, we emphasize individualized treatment plans."

"I still need to see the patient first before I can prescribe the right medicine."

Ji Xiuming was aware of what that person had said.

Even if you have the same illness, you should take into account your individual physical condition.

The prescriptions were modified to better suit the patient's physical condition.

He was overjoyed, feeling that Ji Xuan was finally saved.

He got up to say goodbye and immediately went back to bring the child over.

But when he was walking home and noticed someone was following him, he realized something was wrong.

The rationality that had led her to run away in joy because someone could cure Ji Xuan was instantly brought back.

In an instant, he realized that something was wrong with that person.

His expression stiffened for a moment after he heard himself explain Ji Xuan's physical condition.

Although he changed his expression quickly, it didn't escape his eyes.

After all, he had spent the past few years learning how to make human skin masks.

This has led to a habit of staring at a person's face for an extended period of time.

He would unconsciously sketch other people's faces in his mind.