Chapter 173 Little Taoist, please let me go.
To Jiang Zhi's surprise, the clinic turned out to be a luxurious small mansion.
Youchen led a few people to a room with ease. There were no extra decorations in the room, and the air was filled with the fragrance of herbs.
"Youchen?!"
An excited male voice was heard. Jiang Zhi looked in the direction of the voice and saw an elderly man with simple clothes and a weathered face standing outside the door. He was carrying a basket of herbs on his back and his shoes were stained with mud. He must have just come down from the mountain to pick herbs.
Youchen nodded and called out softly, "Old Jin."
Old Jin smiled and nodded, his eyes falling on Jiang Zhi beside him with an inquiring look.
"When did you end up hanging out with a fox demon?"
Fox demon?
When the woman heard these two words, she was so scared that she almost collapsed to the ground. She just wanted to break out of the door and stay away from this monster.
But thinking of her own child, she forced herself to hold it back and her gaze fell on the cold Youchen standing beside her.
With the Taoist priest here, this demon will definitely not dare to hurt me...
She didn't know that there were creatures in the world more terrifying than demons.
Jiang Zhi looked up in surprise. Although his magic power was low, he had practiced for a thousand years after all.
He could actually see through his own true form at a glance.
You Chen took a big step, whether intentionally or not, to block Jin Lao's sharp gaze, and said in a cold voice, "I just picked it up."
Jiang Zhi: "...."
Jin Laoji invisibly withdrew his gaze, and a faint curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Although he had only known Youchen for two short years, he had already figured out his temperament.
He is cruel and merciless, moody, and will kill any monster he sees.
For this reason, I have advised him many times, but it has no effect at all.
So how could such a plague god possibly raise a little fox demon...
Jiang Zhi, who was hiding behind Youchen, let out a low breath and swallowed the saliva from his neck with difficulty. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his legs unconsciously became weak.
She felt a terrifying aura from Old Jin.
It's like meeting a natural enemy...
Her intuition told her that this Mr. Jin was definitely not human.
"What about these two people? Did you pick them up as well?"
Old Jin took off the basket on his back, pointed at the reserved woman and asked Youchen.
"No." Youchen said coldly, "They came to you for treatment."
The woman held the child tightly in her arms, her back hunched, a stiff curve at the corner of her mouth, looking reserved and flattering.
She knew she was not good at talking, so she didn't say anything, for fear of making Mr. Jin unhappy.
Hearing this, Old Jin pointed at Youchen and scolded him with a smile, "Well, I knew you were up to no good when you came to me! Put him on the bed."
The woman carefully carried the child to the bed, poured a glass of water to moisten the child's dry lips, and her eyes were full of heartache.
This was the treasure she had obtained through untold hardships. She would rather die than let him suffer from illness.
Old Jin walked to the bedside and sat down, opening the package in his hand, which turned out to be a bunch of cold silver needles.
On the small stool in front of him, a candle was burning brightly.
Old Jin stretched out his hand, touched his pulse with his fingertips, and a solemn expression gradually appeared between his brows. Finally, he withdrew his hand, sighed softly, and shook his head.
"This is not an ordinary disease, it's heat poison."
When she heard the word "poison", the woman's pupils suddenly constricted, and she knelt down in front of Mr. Jin with a thud, her voice shrill and tragic.
"Please, save my child!"
Dr. Jin has been practicing medicine for many years, and even though he is used to this kind of situation, he was still frightened by the woman's sudden movement. He stood up and pulled her, with a comforting tone in his voice.
"Get up first. The heat poison is not incurable."
"Really...really?"
"Um."
After receiving Mr. Jin's affirmation, the woman's pale face gradually relaxed and she got up from the ground, but the corners of her mouth couldn't stop trembling.
Seeing that the woman was no longer as excited as before, Mr. Jin said slowly:
"It's just that the ingredients for the antidote are extremely rare and may not be found."
This sentence was a bolt from the blue.
Seeing that the woman was about to cry again, Jiang Zhi felt overwhelmed and asked quickly, "What kind of medicine do you need? I can find it."
After all, she is a fox with a keen sense of smell, so she is more likely to find the medicine.
Old Jin raised his head and looked at Jiang Zhi, with a look in his clear eyes that Jiang Zhi couldn't understand.
The eyes are deep, as if there is an undercurrent surging...
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