Meeting Zhang Xiu's disapproving look, he took out an identity token.
"I am Jiang Yunhe, the 321st generation disciple of the Divine Doctor Valley. I would like to examine your body."
"I am willing to offer you the Longevity Pill in exchange for simply taking your pulse."
Realizing he had acted rashly, Jiang Yunhe offered him a benefit.
The Valley of Divine Healers is dedicated to curing the most difficult-to-treat diseases in the world, and also includes research on various toxins.
Their disciples love to travel the world, to see all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases. Traveling thousands of miles is a common way of cultivation among the disciples of the Divine Healer Valley.
He happened to be passing by and heard that there were many unknown poisonous creatures in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, so he decided to come and take a look.
Zhang Xiu's complexion has mostly recovered, but he can tell that the other party has gone through a calamity and is still deficient in qi and blood.
He didn't quite believe that a pork knuckle could be an antidote.
Even though the pork knuckle made him, who was used to fasting, want to buy it.
The Longevity Pill is used to replenish lifespan. This kind of pill is still very useful for cultivators with average strength and limited lifespan.
So Zhang Xiu agreed, extending his free left hand.
He was still holding the elbow in his right hand, biting it with his head down.
The close proximity caused Jiang Yunhe, who should have been focused on the diagnosis, to involuntarily focus his gaze on the elbow.
The enticing color of the braised pork knuckle is even more alluring than the rare medicinal prescriptions in medical books.
The fragrance, in particular, overpowered Jiang Yunhe's every breath, drawing his mind in without him even realizing it.
Jiang Yunhe's pulse was steady, but his own heart was in turmoil.
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