Strongest Medical Saint-Chapter 405: Traditional Chinese Medicine Will Never Fade Away

Shen Feng patted Zhao Yingying's head and smiled, saying, "Little sister, do you still remember eating a kind of fruit that was black with red in it, and tasted extremely sweet, but two hours later, I would feel very thirsty and needed to keep drinking water to quench my thirst."

Zhao Yingying pouted and said, "I least like it when others pat my head, but, big brother, you can be an exception."

After she finished speaking, the girl began to contemplate the question Shen Feng had raised.

Meanwhile, Zhao Bingren recalled something and immediately said, "Young man, I remember before Yingying's throat could no longer make any sound, she had drunk three big glasses of water. After doing so, she was unable to speak again."

Zhao Yingying also said, "Grandpa, I remember now, that day you and Mom took me to the mountain, and after I got lost, I was very thirsty. I saw a fruit growing in the mountains that tasted very good. I even wanted to pick some for you to try! But it was so delicious that I accidentally ate all five fruits."

"I remember that the fruit looked a lot like the one big brother described. So that day, I must have eaten that kind of fruit to feel so thirsty! I didn't even think of it."

As for the naturally dopey Zhao Yingying.

Shen Feng was quite fond of this little girl and patted her head again.

Tri-flower Fruit.

Three flowers bloom, producing one fruit!

Among the flowers of the Tri-flower Fruit that grow together, only the middle one will bear a Tri-flower Fruit.

Although Tri-flower Fruit can be used to make pills for Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage, if an ordinary person consumes it directly, even though it won't affect their life, the medicinal properties within could cause loss of voice, which is beyond the capability of Earth's medical practices to cure.

However, consuming the Tri-flower Fruit directly isn't entirely without benefits. At the very least, Zhao Yingying must have absorbed some of its medicinal properties, causing some changes in her body, which can be seen as having both advantages and disadvantages!

Zhao Bingren asked doubtfully, "Young man, are you saying that Yingying lost her voice because she ate that kind of fruit?"

Shen Feng nodded and said, "That's one way to put it."

"However, that kind of fruit also has benefits for the human body. During the period your granddaughter was mute, she must not have caught a cold or fever or suffered from any diseases, right? And her physical strength must have become very good."

Zhao Bingren immediately said, "Young man, you are completely correct. Yingying's health has indeed gotten better and better. Before she lost her voice, she was weak and frequently ill, practically visiting the hospital every month."

"Young man, I really admire your medical skills. Treatments cost money, and I must repay you; otherwise, my conscience won't be at peace."

Shen Feng waved his hand and said, "You've already repaid me. I just happen to need this kind of fruit. Later on, I will take the time to go to Jin State, and all you need to do is take me to that mountain once."

"There's no need to talk about any other rewards."

Instinct told Zhao Bingren that this young man in front of him was very special.

This young man must have won first place in the national medical competition by his own ability, only what could have caused him to miss such an important international medical competition?

As Zhao Bingren pondered.

Yuan Jiwen, who had been silent, had a sinister glint flickering in his eyes. Seeing Liu Jianshu's attitude toward Zhao Bingren, he couldn't just sit idly by.

After taking a deep breath, Yuan Jiwen said righteously, "Even if this is not a scam, this kid might have investigated the little girl's condition in advance. He only knows some basic Traditional Chinese Medicine; this time, it was sheer luck that he stumbled upon."

"Otherwise, why didn't he participate in the international medical competition? No matter how important something is, can it be more important than participating in an international competition?"

While speaking,

He abruptly pulled up the sleeve of Liu Jianshu's right arm.

When the sleeve was pulled back, Liu Jianshu's arm revealed a series of pitiful red, spotty indentations.

The entire arm looked extremely disgusting.

Yuan Jiwen said coldly, "Unless you can heal Director Liu's arm, since you are the first-place winner of the national medical contest, your skills should even surpass those of the three great medical saints, right? Director Liu's arm was once treated by Elder Pang, but unfortunately, even he was at a loss."

"To demand an immediate cure for Director Liu's arm seems quite an impossibility, so I'll step back, for now, all you need to do is to show some improvement in Director Liu's arm, and I, Yuan Jiwen, will immediately kneel and apologize to you."

Yuan Jiwen was unaware that Zhao Yingying's throat had been jointly diagnosed by the three great medical saints.

However, in Yuan Jiwen's opinion, since even Elder Pang couldn't heal the disease, even if Shen Feng had some medical skills, it was impossible to have an immediate effect on Liu Jianshu's arm.

Liu Jianshu, whose sleeve had been pulled back by Yuan Jiwen, frowned tightly, filled with displeasure. After all, he was someone with a certain status, and to have his embarrassing condition exposed in front of others was something he found hard to accept.

The spotty indentations on his arm caused unbearable itching every day, and he had to apply medicine every three hours to temporarily relieve the itch.

Yuan Jiwen watched Shen Feng with a mocking face, waiting for him to retreat in the face of difficulty.

Just as Zhao Bingren was about to speak on behalf of Shen Feng,

they heard Shen Feng say, "Your kneeling apology means nothing to me, so let the spots on his arm transfer to yours, then!"

In the midst of speaking.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!—" the sound of the air being pierced resounded.

Shen Feng flicked one silver needle after another from his fingertips, and no one saw where these silver needles came from.

In an instant, four silver needles were all pierced into Liu Jianshu's repulsive arm.

Shen Feng could sense that there were toxins in Liu Jianshu's blood, all gathered in his right arm, which was why it was covered in pitted, disgusting spots.

The toxins in Liu Jianshu's blood did not affect his lifespan.

With current medical technology, it was absolutely impossible to remove the toxins from Liu Jianshu's blood, let alone determine the cause of his arm's condition.

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The silver needles were flicked out too quickly, catching everyone present off guard.

They saw with every tremble of the four silver needles, a red gas began to emerge from Liu Jianshu's pores all over his body.

Liu Jianshu, who had wanted to speak, only felt comfortable in his body and began to enjoy the sensation, slowly closing his eyes.

All other eyes were fixed on him.

The red gas emerging from Liu Jianshu's pores became more abundant, all floating above his head.

A moment later.

The entire space at the top of the first-class cabin was completely filled with a layer of red gas.

And the pitted, red spots on Liu Jianshu's arm had disappeared entirely.

Gazing at his now-smooth right arm, Liu Jianshu couldn't snap back to reality. After a while, his gaze towards Shen Feng was filled with endless gratitude. After so many years of suffering, no one could understand his pain. He couldn't help but bow deeply to Shen Feng and sincerely said, "As long as you are here, traditional Chinese medicine will never fade away!"