Chapter 9

"Father, let's go to Lingyun Sect. So many doctors have failed, I don't think the new one can do it either!"

Nie Qian was already at a loss, deep down she believed only the powerful cultivators of Lingyun Sect could cure Nie Tian's strange illness.

Nie Donghai also looked hesitant.

For three days, not only from Heiyun City, but also from nearby cities, famous doctors had come to try their best for the substantial reward, but Nie Tian's condition had not improved at all.

He had always revered the Lingyun Sect's cultivators with their heavenly skills and believed that only Lingyun Sect could help Nie Tian now.

"Head of the family..." Just as Nie Donghai was frowning in thought, Han Yue timidly said, "The new doctor is a stranger. He said that if he fails, he will let you deal with him as you see fit."

"Deal with him as I see fit?" Nie Donghai's expression changed, "Knowing that all the doctors before him have failed, he still dares to make such a bold claim. Perhaps this person really has some special methods?"

"Tell him to come quickly!"

"Alright." Han Yue hurried away.

Soon, a short, dark-faced old man carrying a small medicine box slowly walked in.

The old man had a noticeable long scar from his chin to his neck, which seemed to extend deep into his chest, making him look quite terrifying.

His eyes were filled with white spots, and his black pupils were very small, which, combined with the terrifying scar, made him look quite eerie and frightening.

Nie Donghai glanced at him and felt a sense of caution. He secretly used his spiritual energy to sense, but found that the old man did not seem to be a cultivator, with no trace of spiritual energy in his body.

"I am Hua Mu, who has long been searching for herbs in the deep mountains. Today, I happened to pass by Heiyun City and heard that a child in your household has a high fever," the old man said in a deep, hoarse voice. "With many years of medical experience, I have considerable expertise in many difficult and complex diseases. I believe I can help the child reduce his fever. I hope you, Head of the Nie Family, will allow me to try."

As he spoke, Hua Mu's gaze passed over Nie Donghai and Nie Qian, and fixed directly on Nie Tian on the bed.

When he looked at Nie Tian, his eerie eyes, with more white than black, seemed to show a sudden glimmer of excitement.

"Do you really have confidence?" Nie Donghai's expression darkened. "Before you, all the famous doctors around have tried and failed. My grandson's fever has not subsided. If it cannot be treated quickly, I fear he won't be able to hold on. I was just about to set out for Lingyun Sect. I don't want to waste our precious time because of your incompetence."

Hua Mu收回目光，轻轻吸了一口气，闭上眼睛后猛地睁开，脸色果决道：“治不好，老朽把人头留下！”

“好！”聂东海神情一震。

“废话少说，给我立即拿一个大木桶，里面倒满热水！”华暮吩咐道。

“都听你的！”聂东海重重点头，马上依照华暮的要求吩咐了下去。

门外，许多焦急等候的聂家仆人，赶紧慌慌张张地忙碌起来。

不久，在丫鬟韩月的带领下，就有仆人抬了一个盛满热水的大木桶进来，将其放在了屋内的正中央。

“聂家主，请你和其他人都出去。屋内，除了我和那孩子，不能多留一人。”华暮微微仰头，脸上浮现出傲慢之色，“老朽的独门手法，不能被任何人窥视到。那是老朽赖以生存的手段，还请聂家主体谅。”

“爹爹，这，这怎么行？我要一直看着小天！”聂茜不满道。

“我说过，治不好，我留下人头！”华暮翻了个白眼，冷冷道：“此地是聂家，我又非炼气士，还是外来人，如果我心怀不轨，怎能活在走出聂家？”

“听他的。”聂东海沉吟了一下，朝着华暮一鞠到底，眼中满是祈求之色，诚恳道：“我聂东海，先谢过华先生。只要小天没事，我必有重谢！”

华暮神色不动地微微点头。

“都跟我出去！”聂东海喝道。

在他的命令下，连聂茜在内，屋内的所有人都暂时离开。

“嘎吱！”

聂东海亲自将房门关上，一屁股坐在门前，不断深呼吸来调整着心境，焦急等候。

“父亲，又来了一个医生去救聂天。”聂家一个密室中，聂阚轻手轻脚地进来，向修炼中的聂北川禀报。

依靠着一根冰寒黑玉柱子，全身寒气缭绕的聂北川，脸色阴寒如冰，冷漠地说道：“竟然还有人贪图那点财物。”

顿了一下，他咧嘴冷然一笑，不屑道：“他已日薄西山，想要让家族的那些人尽心尽力帮他找人，哪有那么容易？这些年来，为了找到聂天的生父，他将多年所藏都拿出来了，哪里还有多少余盛？”

“这倒也是。”聂阚轻笑了一声，“他可不知道，父亲手中藏有一枚凌云宗的续魂丹。续魂丹可是好东西，聂天的区区怪病，只要吞下了那枚丹药，必然药到病除。”

“聂弘才是我的亲孙子，如果是聂弘生了这怪病，我早把续魂丹给他服用了。”聂北川一脸的漠然，“想当年，我和他争夺家主之位，正是他最风光的时候。他为了家主之位，可没有给我这个亲弟弟留下丝毫的颜面。时过境迁，他的气运过了，也该是我乘势而起的时候了。”

“聂天那小子，我总觉得有点古怪，心里始终有点不放心。”聂阚皱眉，“他明明境界低了许多，居然还是能胜过弘儿，还真是个异类。还好，还好他突发怪病，不然……说不定在未来就是一个隐患。”

“聂天要是不幸病死，我那大哥恐怕唯一的精神支柱，也就崩塌了。要不了多久，他也会一同逝去。如此一来，我在家族内将再无阻碍。”聂北川眼神热切。

“快了，照我看，父亲您不会等太久的。”聂阚也意气风发。

“我也是这么想的。”聂北川仰首道。

另一边。

当聂东海等人，一一从聂天的房间走出以后，不知从何而来的医生华暮，立即从其小药箱里，拿出了一个个瓶瓶罐罐。

在那些瓶瓶罐罐内，盛满了五颜六色的液汁，那些液汁隔着瓶塞，都散发出各类奇异的气味。

有的药瓶芬香扑鼻，有的药罐酸味冲天，还有的则是辛辣刺鼻。

如果聂东海没有离开，那些药罐上标注的一些名字，会让他癫狂。

其中任何一瓶药罐，都是世间的奇珍，价值之大，要远远超出他所拿出的赏赐。

华暮迅速拧开一个瓶塞，将药罐内的幽蓝药水，倒入了盛满热水的大木桶。

“你聂东海给出的所谓重赏，还不够我炼制三滴幽冥水。”华暮嘀咕了一句，将药瓶内的所有幽冥水，一滴不剩地倒入木桶。

幽冥水全部滴落木桶时，一丝丝湛蓝色的光线，还停留在虚空中，然后才徐徐融入桶内热水。

华暮没有停顿，又将更多药罐内的汁水，一一融入木桶。

那些药罐内的汁水，都是和幽冥水同级别，甚至是更加珍贵的天地奇物。

可华暮却毫不心痛，没有丁点的犹豫，将其尽数倒入木桶。

轻呼了一口气，华暮这才来到聂天的身旁，他那奇特的眼瞳，在近距离看向聂天时，绽放出绿幽幽的诡异目光。

华暮的表情，也变得严肃认真起来，他小心翼翼地伸手，将手掌放在聂天的后背，把高烧下毫无知觉的聂天轻轻地抬起，动作轻盈的生怕聂天会觉得不舒服。

看其神情，他不是抱起一个孩童，而是在抱着一件稀世珍宝。

来到大木桶旁，他也是非常轻缓的，一点点的，将聂天放入其中。

“咕嘟嘟！”

聂天一落入木桶，桶内被华暮融入了众多药汁的热水，犹如瞬间达到了熔点，竟立即就沸腾了起来。

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When Nie Donghai and the others left Nie Tian's room one by one, the mysterious doctor Hua Mu immediately took out various bottles and jars from his small medicine box.

Inside those bottles and jars were colorful liquids, which emitted various strange odors even through the bottle caps.

Some bottles were fragrantly aromatic, some jars were overwhelmingly acidic, and others were pungently spicy.

If Nie Donghai had not left, the names labeled on those jars would have driven him mad.

Any one of those bottles was a rare treasure in the world, with a value far exceeding the reward he had offered.

Hua Mu quickly unscrewed a bottle cap and poured the dark blue liquid inside into the large wooden bucket filled with hot water.

"The so-called generous reward you offered, Nie Donghai, isn't even enough for me to refine three drops of Netherworld Water," Hua Mu muttered, pouring all the Netherworld Water from the bottle into the bucket without leaving a single drop.

As the Netherworld Water dripped into the bucket, a faint blue light lingered in the air before slowly merging into the hot water in the bucket.

Without pausing, Hua Mu continued to pour the contents of more jars into the bucket.

The liquids in those jars were all of the same level as Netherworld Water, or even more precious.

But Hua Mu showed no hesitation or regret, pouring them all into the bucket without a second thought.

Taking a deep breath, Hua Mu then approached Nie Tian. His peculiar eyes, when looking closely at Nie Tian, emitted a greenish, eerie glow.

Hua Mu's expression became serious and focused. He carefully extended his hand, placed it on Nie Tian's back, and gently lifted the unconscious boy, moving with such gentleness as if he feared Nie Tian might feel uncomfortable.

From his expression, it was clear that he was not just holding a child but a priceless treasure.

Approaching the large wooden bucket, he very gently and slowly lowered Nie Tian into it.

“Gurgling!”

As soon as Nie Tian was placed in the bucket, the hot water, infused with various medicinal liquids by Hua Mu, seemed to reach its boiling point instantly and began to bubble vigorously.

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