Chapter 72

Outside the courtyard gate, over a hundred physicians gathered, whispering to each other.

"Has it been a month already, and the treatment isn't finished yet?"

"This is a terminal illness; how could it be so easy to treat..."

"It must have failed. I said it wouldn't work before we came! What's this talk about a sixty percent chance..."

"You're right. I've never heard of Tang Tian, and Jiang Xingchen is only sixteen. How skilled could he be?"

"Not necessarily. Mr. Huangshi and Mr. Qingyun are inside..."

"But they didn't find the method! Besides, how many great physicians in the past failed to cure the abdominal pain disease despite their lifelong efforts..."

Gradually, everyone was convinced that this attempt to cure the abdominal pain disease would be another farce.

However, although they had come to verify the situation, the confirmation of the treatment's failure left them feeling disheartened. Could this disease really not be cured?

Only a few physicians from Hongyuan City, including Dr. Cui, smiled. "Kid, I'll see how you get out of this. It won't be long before this news spreads throughout the empire..."

Although everyone was speaking in low voices, with so many people, it still sounded chaotic, and Du Roshan was increasingly annoyed. The content of their discussions made him even more worried.

"These bastards, can't they say something nice?" Han Xiaowu, with a cold face, couldn't help but want to shout.

"Bang!" Just as he was about to speak, a door behind him suddenly opened.

"The treatment is complete!" Du Roshan's spirits lifted, and he immediately turned, rushing into the courtyard like the wind, his voice trembling as he asked, "Lord Jiang, how is it? How is Xier..."

Jiang Xingchen had just stepped out when he vomited a mouthful of gastric fluid. He had deliberately not eaten before the surgery, but after such a long month, even his breathing techniques couldn't suppress it. Du Roshan's words went unheard, and he fainted, closing his eyes and falling to the ground.

"Oh!" Du Roshan was taken aback, then remembered that Jiang Xingchen was prone to fainting at the sight of blood.

The people from the Sky-Shaking Mercenary Group also helplessly twitched their mouths. Lord Jiang's condition was truly... They shook their heads and hurriedly went to support the unconscious Jiang Xingchen.

The physicians outside, hearing the commotion, all surged in, filling the courtyard.

However, when they saw Jiang Xingchen on the ground, they were all stunned. "What's going on? Wasn't he treating the abdominal pain disease with that old man? Why did he faint!"

Dr. Cui was almost laughing out loud. He had seen Jiang Xingchen faint at the sight of blood before and thought, "Serves him right! Fainting at the sight of blood and still trying to treat the disease. This is what he gets for his own actions, suffering both physically and mentally!"

Jiang Xingchen was lifted up, and two people carried him to a nearby room. Du Roshan's gaze turned to the surgery room, his worry deepening. He wanted to step in but hesitated, fearing the worst.

The other hundred physicians also looked at the open door, all silent. Although they had already confirmed the treatment's failure, they were still waiting for the final answer.

After a moment, footsteps approached, each step seeming to land on Du Roshan's heart, making his heart contract and his breathing heavy.

The hundred physicians also held their breath, their tension growing.

Mr. Huangshi and Mr. Qingyun appeared at the door, their faces showing barely contained excitement. Seeing the removed appendix, they realized that this was the problem. Xier's body was otherwise fine, and they confirmed that removing part of an organ would not affect life, a milestone in medical history.

Whether the abdominal pain disease was truly cured would be determined in a few days, based on Xier's recovery. Whether this method could be widely applied would also be clear in two to three days. But for now, the treatment was a success.

Mr. Huangshi's gaze slowly swept over the crowd, and he said, "The treatment was successful!"

Mr. Huangshi spoke only five words and then returned to the room with Mr. Qingyun. They still needed to ask Old Master Tang about the fatal mechanism of the disease.

After the two returned, the courtyard fell silent. Everyone's mouths were open, their eyes wide, and they looked incredulous.

Du Roshan's breathing grew heavier, his lips trembling, and tears slowly welled up in his eyes. His mind was filled with only five words: "The treatment was successful, the treatment was successful..."

Finally, Du Roshan felt all his strength drain away, and he fell to his knees, sobbing uncontrollably. Since learning that his sister had a terminal illness, the pent-up emotions of the past few days were released in this moment.

The Sky-Shaking Mercenary Group's members were overjoyed and quickly helped their leader to his feet.

With Du Roshan's collapse, the courtyard erupted in a frenzy.

"It's a success! Really a success... The abdominal pain disease, a terminal illness, has been cured!"

"This is incredible. Jiang Xingchen is only sixteen, how could he..."

"No! Send the message immediately. We must let other physicians know this good news!"

"This cure will benefit countless people... We were skeptical before, how embarrassing..."

"What method did they use? We must ask later..."

Almost all the physicians were genuinely happy. Their previous doubts and contempt were overwhelmed by the joy of curing the terminal illness. This method would definitely be promoted, and they would have the chance to cure the abdominal pain disease themselves.

In the sea of joy, only Dr. Cui and a few others looked bitter. The huge disparity in their expectations made them feel like they wanted to vomit blood. How could Jiang Xingchen, who was supposed to be disgraced, end up achieving fame and success? It was easy to imagine the impact this news would have on the empire.

"Is this kid even human! In twenty days, he went from a commoner to a baron, performed surgery, sewed, and even knew dietary secrets... Now he's even cured a terminal illness... This is ridiculous, doesn't he let others live!"

The few people from Hongyuan City looked at each other, seeing the deep frustration in each other's eyes. Dr. Cui even thought of the assistant who had been beaten several times...

In the room, Old Master Tang was almost in tears with joy. He had spent his entire life trying to cure this disease, and now his wish had been fulfilled.

"This little brat, though devious, cunning, and dark-hearted... is not without merit! Haha, hahaha..." Old Master Tang was so happy that he was almost incoherent, almost seeing Jiang Xingchen as his own protégé.

Seeing Mr. Huangshi and Mr. Qingyun return, the old master's spirits soared, and he said smugly, "You don't know why this disease is fatal, do you? Hehe, do you want to know..."

Mr. Huangshi and Mr. Qingyun's foreheads twitched, wanting to punch the smug face.

Mr. Qingyun was still calm, but Mr. Huangshi grabbed the old master by the collar, spitting in his face, "Cut the crap, old man, just say it!"

"This thing is called the appendix. If you overeat or exercise vigorously after a meal, food residue can accumulate inside, causing inflammation. Over time, the intestine can perforate, and the pus inside can leak into the abdomen, causing peritonitis and various complications..."

The old master, smugly, repeated what Jiang Xingchen had explained to him to the two great physicians.

On the other side, Zhao Zixiang sat limply in a chair. Throughout the surgery, he had been on edge, fearing any mishap. This not only concerned whether the terminal illness could be cured but also Jiang Xingchen's future.

Only when the surgery was successful did he finally exhale, even forgetting to follow Jiang Xingchen when he ran out.

"Send a message to Hongyuan City immediately, let Lord Hou and Danqing know this good news..." Zhao Zixiang quickly got up and went out, first calling Mei'er and Du Roshan to take care of Xier after the surgery. Then he quickly wrote a letter and sent it.

As Zhao Zixiang sent the message, hundreds of pink messenger birds took to the sky, like a pink cloud.

Nier, who was in the village, looked up and exclaimed, "So beautiful..."

In the room, Old Master Tang finished explaining the pathology to the two great physicians and began to instruct Du Roshan, "When Xier wakes up, don't give her anything to eat, not even water!"

"Ah?" Du Roshan was taken aback, asking, "What about medicine?"

"Medicine, I will crush the Cold Yuan Ice Flower and feed it to her!" the old master said, following Jiang Xingchen's instructions.

After everything was arranged, the old master moved quickly, grabbing a small jar of less than half a pound of wine, hiding it under his arm, and turning to leave.

"Old man! Stop!" Mr. Huangshi suddenly blocked the old master's path, grinning, "Share it, good things should be shared!"

Mr. Qingyun also said, "Old Master, that's not very nice. We came from far away, and you don't even entertain us, and you're hiding good things!"

"What? What are you talking about? I don't understand... Move aside, I need to go to the bathroom!" Old Master Tang pretended to be confused.

"Old man, you're smug, we've been watching you... Don't think you can run, even with your high skills, you can't escape us two!"

"Indeed, I shouldn't have been smug, I should have known better!" The old master's expression fell, saying, "There's only less than half a pound..."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!" Mr. Huangshi didn't listen and reached out directly.

"Ah~ You grabbed the wrong place!" The old master's scream echoed in the room, and the physicians who had left the courtyard shivered, thinking, "How terrible! What happened now..."

No one left; they were still waiting to understand the treatment process and the pathology. Additionally, they needed to wait two days to see the patient's recovery.

Two months later, Mr. Huangshi and Mr. Qingyun, with rosy faces and extremely satisfied expressions, left the lord's residence to explain to other physicians.

At this time, in Hongyuan City, Lord Dingbei, Mo Hongxian, Wanrou, and others had also received Zhao Zixiang's letter!

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